"Hey, hey, hey, Song Sichen! Be careful with your head, it's going to hit something!"
Song Sichen came to his senses and realized that they had unknowingly walked back to the gate of the courtyard.
The light was dim at night, so Jiang Sui supported him while taking out the key to open the door.
The woman was so distracted that she didn't even look at the road and walked straight towards the doorpost with him.
If Song Sichen hadn't reacted quickly, he would have probably had a nosebleed.
He was speechless.
Although it was a bit regrettable that the atmosphere was completely ruined, he still reached out to protect Jiang Sui.
Song Sichen looked her up and down and asked in a low voice with concern.
"Did you bump into anything?"
"I'm fine."
Jiang Sui leaned in Song Sichen's arms and shook her head. She couldn't control her emotions and burst out laughing.
"Do you feel that the way I dragged you just now really looked like I was dragging a corpse?"
Song Sichen was now completely speechless and his face turned black.
The charming and ambiguous atmosphere has now completely disappeared without a trace.
He had never seen anyone as unromantic as Jiang Sui.
His mind was full of romance.
She held his waist but treated him as nothing more than a corpse.
This woman is really amazing.
Jiang Sui laughed to herself for a while, knowing that Song Sichen was depressed by what she said.
She quickly changed the subject and talked about what she had seen and heard during her absence.
"The West Village is really far from here. Even if we drive day and night, it will take two full days to get there."
"But fortunately this trip was not in vain. Zhizhi, Miaojia and I all learned a lot."
Jiang Sui gave a vivid description of Mrs. Li's illness.
"Although I have seen many related medical records in textbooks before, this is the first time I have seen a lithotomy in real life."
"The medical level in the village is relatively backward. Fortunately, we arrived in time and controlled Grandma Li's condition, which saved her life."
Song Sichen was very happy that Jiang Sui was willing to share these things with her. Every word she said made him feel as if he had also participated in the days when she was away.
He listened patiently and attentively, responded from time to time, and did not forget to give Jiang Sui high praise.
“You did a great job.”
"It is a blessing for our entire village to have such an excellent doctor like you."
Song Sichen has a low, hoarse voice that sounds very pleasant, and it also carries a convincing aura.
Jiang Sui was almost proud of what he said.
I have to admit in my heart that Song Sichen is really a good listener and the emotional value he provides is also maximum.
If he wasn't still sick, she would have wanted to tell him in detail everything that happened to her in West Village.
"We're home now. Let me help you go back to your room and rest."
Jiang Sui helped Song Sichen to the bed, lit the kerosene lamp on the bedside, and found the antipyretic medicine in the bedside table.
Fortunately, Song Sichen did not ignore her advice. Even when he ate at home, he was very careful and filled the thermos with hot water.
Judging from the temperature, it should have been burned today.
Jiang Sui noticed these small details and felt particularly satisfied.
She went to get a cup and poured some warm water into it, then asked Song Sixen to take some antipyretic medicine and lie down on the bed to rest.
"Go to bed if you're tired. I'll go wash up and be back soon."
"good."
It was very late and Jiang Sui was really tired.
She quickly took a shower, dried her hair, and prepared to go back to the bedroom to rest.
During the time she was in the western village, the villagers there took good care of her.
But no matter how good the outside world is, it can never be as good as home. In Jiang Sui's mind, this little bed that she made with her own hands is the most comfortable to sleep on.
While she was sighing in her heart that habit was a terrible thing, she reached out and pushed open the door.
Just as I was about to tiptoe in, I found that Song Sichen was still awake.
The dim moonlight outlined his figure.
Hearing some noise outside the door, he slowly sat up and the quilt on his body slipped off.
The man's broad and strong chest and abdominal muscles were clearly visible under the cool moonlight, and his fair and delicate skin was faintly flushed due to the high fever.
Two mermaid lines follow the lower abdomen and disappear deep into the corner of the quilt, making the picture even more imaginative.
Under Song Sichen's deep gaze, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely ambiguous.
Even though she had already seen how voluptuous his body was, Jiang Sui was still stunned when she first saw such a beautiful sight.
It’s amazing, Song Sixen’s bones are so perfect.
It would be nice if she could touch it carefully and study its structure.
He saw Jiang Sui standing at the door, staring at him with burning eyes.
Song Sixen secretly curled the corners of his lips and felt very happy in his heart.
Just when he wanted to make further efforts and continue to do something, Jiang Sui had already come back to his senses and his expression became exceptionally clear.
"How can you be naked?"
She looked serious and earnestly warned:
"I already have a cold and I'm still shirtless. What if I catch a cold and my condition gets worse?"
Song Sichen suddenly felt like he saw Dr. Jiang in the clinic.
Although his mood was a little complicated, fortunately he did not get discouraged.
After coughing twice, Song Sixen looked deeply into Jiang Sui's eyes, and his voice sounded even hoarser.
"I didn't mean to take my clothes off, it was just very hot and my skin was hot."
Why do I feel aggrieved when I hear this?
Jiang Sui walked to the bed with a puzzled look on her face and touched Song Sichen's abdominal muscles.
Sure enough, it felt hot to the touch. It was indeed very hot.
A muffled groan was heard, and she subconsciously looked up.
Only then did she realize that Song Sichen had suddenly gotten very close to her.
The auras of the two people almost blended together, and that burning gaze seemed to be able to draw out threads.
"Sui Sui."
Song Sixen unconsciously raised his hand and clasped Jiang Sui's slender waist, his Adam's apple rolling as he called her name in a low voice.
The corners of the man's upturned eyes were faintly tinged with red.
He looked at his own reflection in Jiang Sui's eyes, and couldn't help but lower his head, wanting to kiss the person in his arms.
The distance between the two of them was infinitely shortened again, and they were about to kiss each other.
Jiang Sui quickly covered his thin lips, then quickly got out of his arms and ran away.
"I have to report to the health center tomorrow, so don't give me your cold."
Song Sichen: “…”
This woman really has a heart of stone.
For the first time, he felt so angry that his teeth itched.
He didn't say anything, just looked at Jiang Sui quietly.
Jiang Sui ignored his gaze, yawned, and turned her head to avoid Song Sixen's sight.
"I've basically spent the past few days in the car. I'm really tired. It's so late now. Let's go to bed quickly."
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