The Queen of Romance: A Summer of Sweet Classics

Chapter 138

Chapter 138

Everyone including Yan Yu was cleared, Jing Jing was forcibly dragged back to the ward by Shang Yi, and then there was a protracted standoff between the two.

Shang Yi wanted to brush Jing's hair, but Jing didn't appreciate it at all.He pressed her on the sofa, covered her head with a towel like a murderer, and was dragged away by the scene and thrown to the ground.Shang Yi's eyes darkened, but Jing Jing ignored him, she was wet all over, the sick gown was very uncomfortable to stick to her body, her shoulders were also aching, she didn't know if the wound was open again, and the rising drug addiction still refused to stop , although she was a little sober after being drenched in the heavy rain, she was still on the verge of reason. She only subconsciously thought that Shang Yi made her even more uncomfortable than the uncomfortable, so she hugged her shoulders and curled up deeper into the sofa. Ken let him touch half of the corner of the clothes.

Shang Yi sized her up for a while, and finally walked over, stripping off her clothes one by one.Jing Jing screamed and pushed him hard, Shang Yi's two arms were grabbed as fiercely as Jing Jing's shoulder wound, but he still remained unmoved, and stripped off his shirt again.This time the scenery finally spoke out, and put all the words that were only secretly slandered in the belly on weekdays on the table, and after the greetings from the eighteen generations of grandparents and grandchildren, their eyes were full of resentment: "Go away!"

Shang Yi pretended not to hear her, hugged her to his body, took off his trousers, then his bottoms, and said casually, "Be sober."

Jing Jing was confused, perseverance and compromise took turns to gain the upper hand: "Give me the heroin!"

"No heroin."

"Give me K fans!"

"No K fans."

"Give me heroin and K powder!"

"No heroin and K powder," Shang Yi had a cold face, but suddenly a little funny at the moment, "Do you want a bowl of fish ball noodles?"

The scenery refused to cooperate, so the underpants couldn't be peeled off for a long time. After a while, Shang Yi ran out of patience, and pulled with both hands, the sound of cloth being torn, and two pieces of cloth fell lightly to the ground.Shang Yi pinched her buttocks by the way, warning grimly: "Still making trouble? Believe it or not?"

Jing Jing touched the reddened place and looked at him tearfully.Shang Yi looked back at her with a cold face: "Yes, I screwed it up, what can you do? Come and hit me?"

Jing slapped him across the face, softly covering his nose.Shang Yi took advantage of the opportunity to peck her palm, then pinched her chin to straighten her face, and crushed her lips unceremoniously.

It wasn't until Jing Jing couldn't help pushing him that Shang Yi let go, picked her up and went to the bathroom, and threw her naked into the bathtub.Jingjing let out an "ah" and crawled out with both hands and feet. Shang Yi held her tightly behind him and pushed her back. While paying attention to avoiding the wound and pouring hot water for her, he vaguely kissed the back of her neck: "Okay!" , Be good, don't mess around."

Jing Jing couldn't get away, so he grabbed his hand bitterly and said loudly, "Go away! I hate you!"

Shang Yi slapped her hand away, with a cold face, and his tone dropped: "Miss Jingjing, can you have a little conscience? If I go away, who do you think will care about you?"

Jing Jing glared, and greeted him with another slap: "I want you to take care of it?! Do you think I care about it?!"

"Do you think I want to control you? If it wasn't for you who refused to listen to those messy people, would you need to suffer all these things now? Now that you are in so much pain and rely on me, am I wronged?" Shang Yi Stopped her palm, pressed it directly against the edge of the bathtub, and bit her earlobe moderately, Jing Jing didn't even say a word, her waist softened silently.

Shang Yi hugged her again in satisfaction: "Can you beat me? You told me earlier, just be obedient."

Jing Jing glared at him angrily, and after a while he flattened his mouth again, staring at the ceiling without blinking.Shang Yi teasingly called her a few times, but she always pretended not to hear.Later, when he touched some places with malicious intentions, Jing Jing frowned and panted, glanced at him, but still turned away.Shang Yi himself was a little angry, he pinched her chin and hesitated to bite her, but finally held back, wrapped her in a bath towel and put her on the bed, touched her forehead by the way, but found no signs of fever.

Shang Yi sat on the edge of the bed and waited for a while, Jing Jing kept ignoring him.He gave her a meaningful look, turned around and walked out the door.When he was about to open the doorknob, he suddenly heard a groan from behind, and when he turned around, he saw Jing sitting up and covering his head, trembling like a sieve.She scratched her hands in pain and smashed the glass beside her with her hand. When she was groping to grab something, she lost her balance and fell off the bed, kneeling right on the shard of glass.

Shang Yi's expression changed, and he strode over to fetch her back on the bed.There were a few blurred bloodstains on Jing Jing's knee, Shang Yi took the medicine box that had been prepared on the bedside early in the morning, and skillfully bandaged her.Jing Jing was extremely uncomfortable with heat and cold. He looked at him for a while, then suddenly grabbed his sleeve, and his words were incomplete because of moaning: "...It hurts! It hurts so much!"

Shang Yi touched her face: "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, bear with it, it will pass in a while."

After he finished speaking, he felt that the conversation was very familiar, and after careful recollection, he finally remembered that the last time he heard Jing cry out in pain was a year ago, the night he just dragged her to the bed.The situation of the scenery that day was only a little bit better than today. The moment he was entered, he opened his eyes wide and grabbed his sleeve, and the words were intermittent because of the pain, and there was a whimper: "...It hurts! It hurts so much. !"

In the past two days, Shang Yi carefully recalled his past with Jing Jing by himself, and he must not ignore that night that was very memorable to him, but no different from a nightmare in Jing Jing's view.The atmosphere between the two of them that day was even more tense than today.Shang Yi coaxed her a lot that day, but it still had no effect.Jing Jing's tears fell down, as if they were scalding directly to his heart.

Jing Jing's shoulder injury has not healed, and his strength has been almost exhausted just now. At this moment, the pain came up, and the only thing that showed in his eyes was fragility.Shang Yi avoided the wound and hugged her, calling her name softly over and over again, his tone was gentler than Huaxiang: "Azhi, Azhi."

Jing Jing convulsed involuntarily from the pain, and tears fell down in big tears: "...I don't want to live anymore! Just let me die!"

"What nonsense?" Shang Yi patted her on the back like a child, while shaking her gently, "It will be fine in a while. I promise. Just a short while."

By the time it finally subsided, another half an hour had passed.When Jing Jing fell asleep, his brows were slightly frowned, and he still held onto his cuff tightly.Shang Yi waited for a while and still couldn't pull it out, so he had to take off the windbreaker and let her hold it. After finishing these things, he was about to leave. Then he saw her feet sticking out of the quilt, and when she was about to tuck them back, she saw that her toenails were slightly longer After a few minutes, the movement stopped again.

It took another ten minutes to cut all ten toenails.Shang Yi put away the nail clippers, stood condescendingly in front of the bed, stared at the scenery for a while with his lips slightly pursed, the look in his eyes made him want to strangle her to death.

After another 5 minutes, Shang Yi finally opened the door and went out.Yan Yu was holding a cigarette and waiting on the opposite side. Seeing the scratches and bite marks on both his arms, he clicked his tongue and took out a box of Furong Wang from his pocket: "Master Shang, would you like one?"

Shang Yi squinted at him: "How can you avoid eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, and smoking? Are you still a doctor?"

"I live only for pleasure, and being a doctor is just my hobby. Do you care if I smoke or not?" Yan Yu tossed the cigarette between his fingers, without lighting it, and looked at it contemptuously, " Do you still know that I am a doctor? Do you understand that it is the doctor's job for patients to become addicted? Why are you making more trouble by doing it for me?"

Shang Yi looked back at the past with contempt: "Just you? How many people have you detoxified from drug addiction? Do you have experience with people like me who have been exposed to all kinds of drugs before? If you are a younger generation, don't always be so frivolous, and do everything well. Learn, especially if you are a doctor who relies on experience, do you understand?"

Yan Yu: "..."

"What is King Furong, eating, drinking, whoring, gambling, etc., before the age of 20, it was all left over from my playing." Shang Yi stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "You are only on the same level as Jing Jing, usually I am I’m too lazy to argue with you two. Just make some money with me, and I’ll make it for the sense of superiority, you know?”

"..." Yan Yu twisted the cigarette, threw it into the trash can two meters away, and said with one hand on his waist, "I said, if you are in a bad mood, go to Du Heng and Mr. Du to help you out, don't come to me !"

Shang Yi said "oh" with a raised voice, and raised his eyebrows: "Am I in a bad mood? Why don't I know?"

"No matter what the reason for your beloved fiancée to run away, being a fiancé will definitely feel uncomfortable. Especially when you are still an old cow eating tender grass, at this time you feel that you can't get over your face, but you can't live or die on the face, you have to Pretending to be indifferent, I understand that feeling." Yan Yu said sincerely, "I can't get rid of my heart-fire stagnation, can I? Let me prescribe some boxes of laxatives for you? Or just aphrodisiacs? [-]% discount."

"No, thank you. I don't have the feelings you mentioned, thank you. Although I'm not in a very good mood, at least it's not bad, thank you." Shang Yi regained his immovable smile and said calmly, " But what did you say to understand me, what do you use to understand? Is it the experience of being dumped three times by your first girlfriend?"

Dr. Yan, who was always gentle and calm, finally cracked his expression: "...how did you know that!"

Shang Yi squinted at him, and said lightly: "So I have to earn the sense of superiority, do you understand now?"

Yan Yu: "..."

When Jing woke up and turned around, there was no one in front of him again.There was a windbreaker on the head of her bed, it was black, and because of the rain, the bed sheet underneath was stained wet.Jing Jing picked up the windbreaker, looked at it blankly for nearly 5 minutes, stretched his arms five times, and finally did not throw it on the ground.

After tossing and tossing for so long, she was already unbearably hungry.She was about to ring the emergency bell that she had already regarded as a nanny bell, but in the blink of an eye, she saw a light green insulated lunch box nearly [-] centimeters high on the bedside table.

The scenery did not immediately go to get it.She paused for a moment, and first carefully sorted out the friends she had made that reached the level of giving box lunches, but the final result was that there were none.After carefully sorting out the people I know who have reached the point of giving box lunches, there is only one left in the end, and that is her hateful ex-fiancé.

Jing Jing's face was a little tense.She hesitated for a minute with her hand on the lunch box, and finally chose to compromise with her hungry stomach.There are three dishes and one soup inside, which is still very warm. It seems that the combination of meat and vegetables is very harmonious, and it is very suitable for her taste. In addition, there is a faint smell of medicine, which is probably mixed with something that nourishes energy and nourishes qi.

When Jing Jing smelled the aroma of the rice, his face softened a little, and when he ate most of the food, he had a good impression of Shang Yi for a moment.It's just that even she herself understands that this kind of goodwill only lasts for one lunch at best, and after digesting all these meals, she will definitely resume her rejection and suspicion of him at night.

Jing Jing doesn't care about others calling herself a white-eyed wolf, and she has to admit that these three words are especially strong when the object is Shang Yi.Although she refuses to admit that she is used to being spoiled by Shang Yi's teasing connivance, it is undeniable that when she said to let Shang Yi go the day before, she really knew in her heart that since he came, It will definitely not roll.

When Jing Jing put down his chopsticks, the door was knocked lightly three times.When she knocked for the first time, her intuition was that this must not be the domineering Shang Yi. When she knocked for the second time, she thought it was Yan Yu. When the third sound came, Jing Jing changed her mind and thought it should be Du Heng.

Unexpectedly, when the door was pushed open, there was a face that was a bit unfamiliar, a bit shy, and she had never expected it.

Jingjing and the visitor looked at each other for nearly ten seconds before remembering the person's name: "Jiang... Sheng?"

"You still remember me." Jiang Cheng pursed his lips slightly, and smiled a little uncomfortable. He was slightly taken aback when he saw the lunch box on the side, and then smiled a little, "Ah, have you finished eating?"

"...you sent it?"

"Yes." Jiang Sheng said, "I don't quite know your taste, so why don't you eat it?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)