Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Song Qingzhu felt thunderous, "Didn't you even arrange accommodation when you came to play? Besides, your uncle is half the director of the First Hospital, how could he not have a place to live? No, I have to ask the director. "

Song Qingzhu walked out after speaking.

"Xiao Qingqing, it is the dean who let us live here. The dean said that the other courtyards are full and there is no room for us to live in. You live alone. I told the dean that we used to be We live together, so the dean let us come here."

Song Qingzhu pointed to himself, then pointed to the only room in the entire yard, pulled Rong Jingchen to explain, "Although I lived under the same roof as you before, there are many rooms and conditions permit. Next, but look, there is only one room here, you can't share a room with me, can you?"

"Then what's the problem?" Rong Jingchen asked back, "Now the conditions are not allowed, so we can only make do with it!"

I can only make do with it...

Song Qingzhu was at a loss for words for a while, and watched Lin You move the luggage in.

Song Qingzhu hesitated for a while, and walked up to Rong Junchu in a few steps, "Rong Junchu, Master Jiu, is it appropriate for a single man and a widow to live in the same room?"

Hearing this, Rong Junchu raised his eyes, his eyes were so calm that there was no wave, "Yangyang wants to live here."

"So you have to live here?" Song Qingzhu's face was full of black lines. "He can live here if he wants to. I can sleep with him. You can find another place. You don't have to condescend to squeeze with us."

As long as you don't live with Rong Junchu.

"Yangyang wants me to live here too."

Song Qingzhu: "..." Well, there is nothing to talk about.

Looking at Rong Junchu's calm face, Song Qingzhu knew that he had only to compromise, "Then let's discuss how to sleep tonight."

"I'm in bed." Rong Junchu said in an uncompromising tone.

Song Qingzhu: "... Rong Junchu, can you be a little gentleman, I am a woman anyway."

"I'm not a gentleman." Rong Junchu said lightly, "Are you a woman?"

Song Qingzhu blushed with anger, and pointed at Rong Junchu without holding back a word.

What do you mean she is not a woman?Could it be that she is not even a woman in Rong Junchu's eyes?

Song Qingzhu was short of breath, walked to the room a few steps and put his quilt on the bed, pointed to Rong Jingchen and said, "I'll sleep on the bed, you and your uncle can do what you want!"

After saying this, Song Qingzhu lay down on the bed again, as if she couldn't get up to death, she still didn't believe that Rong Junchu could throw her out, besides, this man is a clean freak.

Sure enough, when Rong Junchu saw her movements, he frowned almost invisibly.

In the room, Rong Jingchen packed up his things and lay down next to Song Qingzhu, leaned over and asked in her ear, "Xiao Qingqing, has my uncle made you angry again?"

"Not only that, he actually wants to sleep in bed with me. If you follow me, you can sleep on the bed tonight, or you can sleep on that stool!" Song Qingzhu pointed to the stool on one side.

Rong Jingchen hugged her arm and rebelled in a second: "I want to sleep with Xiaoqing, my uncle can figure out a way for himself."

Song Qingzhu gave him a look of "you are sensible".After a lot of tossing, Song Qingzhu was already hungry, so Song Qingzhu got up to make noodles.

Rong Jingchen on the side was drooling, but thinking of what happened last time, he looked away embarrassingly.

Outside, Rong Junchu frowned even deeper, "Junk food."

Song Qingzhu was eating deliciously. He suddenly paused when he heard this sentence, raised his head and retorted, "As long as it has nutritional value, it is not junk food. If you don't like it, don't slander others, okay?"

"Uncle, it's really delicious. I really want to eat it too." Rong Jingchen agreed and licked his lips.

"Come with me to the kitchen."

Rong Jingchen said "Oh", and followed Rong Junchu embarrassingly.

It wasn't until the two of them entered the kitchen that Song Qingzhu stopped eating noodles, his eyes were full of helplessness, and he thought he could hide from him for a few days.

Song Qingzhu went back to the hospital after eating, checked Aunt Xia Yan's injury and changed her medicine.

"Aunt Yan, I have already prescribed the medicines for the past few days, and you take them back home. You don't have to run away from tomorrow. Your home is not far from here. I will go to your house regularly tomorrow to change your medicines."

The painkiller took effect, Aunt Yan looked much better now, and said with a smile, "Okay, thank you, Dr. Song."

Just as Song Qingzhu was about to go out, Aunt Yan stopped her, "Doctor Song, what's your mother's name?"

Aunt Yan regretted what she said, and hurriedly explained, "Don't get me wrong, I just think you are so beautiful, and your mother must be a beauty too."

Hearing this, Song Qingzhu was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "My mother must be dead."

Otherwise, how could it be possible to leave her alone in the Song family for so many years.

Song Qingzhu thought about it and walked out.

There were not many patients in the inpatient department. Song Qingzhu made a round of the room and received a few more outpatient visits before it was off-duty time.

Today's weather was not too good, it was already dark when Song Qingzhu returned to the yard.

With the lights on in the room, Song Qingzhu walked in slowly.

Rong Junchu was at work, while Rong Jingchen was fiddling with a bunch of jigsaw puzzles, seeing Song Qingzhu come back, he quickly got up from the bed.

"Xiao Qingqing, why did you come back so late, I'm so bored here."

Song Qingzhu gave him a look, "You still come if you know you're bored, so hurry back tomorrow."

"No, I finally came out." Rong Jingchen refused without thinking.

Song Qingzhu knew this was the case, took some of his clothes and went out.

The bungalows have separate bathrooms and rooms.The thought of sharing a room with Rong Junchu made her feel uncomfortable, and took twice as long to take a shower as usual.

When she came back, Rong Junchu was still working, she curled her lips, what are you doing here when you are so busy?
"Do you want to take a bath?" Song Qingzhu asked.

Rong Junchu stopped what he was doing, raised his head and asked her, "What's the matter?"

Suddenly being asked by her, she turned her head in embarrassment, "It's nothing, I just want to ask if you want to take a bath? There is no hot water here after nine o'clock. If you want to take a bath, you should go early."

Song Qingzhu said, pointing in the direction of the bathroom with his finger.

"Then wash it." Rong Junchu closed the computer, "Come with me."

This was said to Rong Jingchen.

Rong Jingchen followed immediately, not forgetting to bring a change of clothes for the two of them.

"Uh, don't you need help?" Song Qingzhu asked, his eyes fell on Rong Junchu's lap.

Rong Junchu glanced at her, with a faint smile: "How do you want to help?"

Song Qingzhu: "..." Well, it's really inconvenient.