The Divine Doctor's Badass Wife

[Complete Pampering, No Abuse + Group Pet + Multiple Identities] Father: "Qianqian, although he's paralyzed, if you marry him, our company won't go bankrupt!" Mother: "And your ...

Chapter 66 Sister Qian was scolded

Chapter 66 Sister Qian was scolded

Zhan Lichuan's brain waves gave instructions calmly, and the robot immediately pulled open the folded quilt and tried to put it on him.

Looking at the robot's joints and movements that were as flexible and free as those of a human, Jing Qian couldn't help but reach out and hold the robot's hand with his own claws.

"roll."

An emotionless voice came from the robot's mouth, and the cold voice scolded Jing Qian so much that he was stunned on the spot.

The surprise in Jing Qian's eyes was even greater.

If Jing Qian had been scolded by someone else, he would have already jumped up and down, but he couldn't kill the person. But now, he looked at Zhan Lichuan with shining eyes and praised him, "How cool! It actually has its own feelings and preferences?!"

After saying that, Jing Qian looked at the robot and asked, "Why are you scolding me? I'm so pretty, don't you like me?"

The robot was made by Zhan Lichuan based on his own body proportions, and it was much taller than Jing Qian. At this moment, Jing Qian tilted her head back, hands behind her back, and looked at the robot. Her originally charming and seductive demeanor suddenly became a bit naive and cute, but the way she looked at the robot was like a demon looking at Tang Sanzang.

Zhan Lichuan himself didn't realize that when he saw Jing Qian like this, a smile couldn't help but appear in his eyes.

The robot's emotionless voice sounded again: "You touched my hand. I hate it when people touch my hands."

"It's actually a mysophobic robot!"

Jing Qian was extremely satisfied with this robot. God knows she had always wanted to have a humanoid robot to accompany her, but the robots she bought always seemed to have holes in their brains and were not satisfactory.

Now that he finally saw the kind of robot he had been dreaming of, and it was a robot with such a good temper, Jing Qian was extremely satisfied.

"Where did you buy this? I want to buy the same one!" Jing Qian looked at Zhan Lichuan, her beautiful eyes filled with peach blossoms sparkling.

Because his hand was touched, the robot did not help Zhan Lichuan cover the quilt. As a senior medical expert, Jing Qian helped Zhan Lichuan cover the quilt very smoothly.

After all, he is a patient and the toxins in his body have not been cleared out yet. Catching a cold or pneumonia will not be conducive to subsequent surgery.

However, before Zhan Lichuan could say anything, the arrogant and bad-tempered robot spoke again.

"Humph, stupid woman, I am the only one in this world, and you want to buy me? Are you worthy?"

Jing Qian's eyes widened from the robot's scolding. She looked at Zhan Lichuan, who had never spoken a word to her from beginning to end. She didn't know where she got the confidence from thinking that he would definitely talk to her, so she asked, "Why do you, a robot, have such a... unique temper?"

Zhan Lichuan had been paying attention to Jing Qian's expression and didn't think much about it. When he heard the question, he answered it naturally.

"Its character... was set by me."

He wanted to say "whatever I want", but then he thought about how Jing Qian had been scolded from the beginning, how she had given him a massage last night, and how she had saved his life today. Although he didn't really want to live, he didn't really want to die after knowing that he had been murdered and the real culprit hadn't been found.

Facing his benefactor, Zhan Lichuan felt that he should maintain basic etiquette, and he changed the words that were on the tip of his tongue abruptly, so as to prevent the little girl from being unhappy if she knew that he was so sharp-tongued.

Unexpectedly, Jing Qian exclaimed in admiration: "Cool!"

She wanted a robot like this. Cool, self-serving, and oblivious to others. If touched, it would get angry, and ideally, even hit them.

(End of this chapter)