After being reborn with the ability to read minds, the doctor concubine is so cool

Chapter 142 I Can't Do Anything
When Lin Qingfeng went upstairs, he noticed that Qi Mingzhi and Zheng Xiaxia didn't know what they were talking about. They were full of affection. Lin Qingfeng ate a lot of dog food, but it was hard to say anything.

In order not to disturb Qi Mingzhi and Zheng Xiaxia's exchange of greetings, Lin Qingfeng left the meal immediately at the door.

Zheng Xiaxia didn't notice that something was wrong, instead she put all her attention on Qi Mingzhi's body, and asked worriedly whether the wound on his body hurt or not.

Qi Mingzhi smiled at Zheng Xiaxia, he purposely comforted Zheng Xiaxia and said, "Xiaxia, don't worry, the wound on my body is nothing serious, you don't have to worry so much."

That's what he said, but Zheng Xiaxia was very worried in his heart.

She took a deep breath, then shook her head towards Qi Mingzhi: "Qi Mingzhi, take off your clothes quickly, and let me see if your wound has fully recovered."

While talking and preparing to start, Qi Mingzhi stopped Zheng Xiaxia dumbfounded: "Xiaxia, don't worry, the wound on my body has been treated properly, and you don't need to be busy anymore."

Zheng Xiaxia couldn't tell how she was feeling, she just stared straight at Qi Mingzhi.

After a while, Zheng Xiaxia sighed again: "Qi Mingzhi, I really don't know what to say about you, can you stop putting yourself in such a dangerous situation next time?"

When Zheng Xiaxia said this, she couldn't help but sigh.

Knowing that this happened to her, Zheng Xiaxia was probably worried to death.

Qi Mingzhi was particularly guilty. He held Zheng Xiaxia's hand, and Qi Mingzhi continued, "Xiaxia, don't worry. It's okay. There's nothing dangerous or not. I can see and deal with it."

His words fell in his ears, Zheng Xiaxia couldn't say anything, she glanced at the door, and noticed that Lin Qingfeng put the food at the door, she immediately picked it up: "You have an injury on your arm, I'll feed it Go ahead and eat."

Qi Mingzhi blushed: "No need, Xia Xia, I have hands and feet, I don't need you to feed me, I can eat by myself, it's okay."

"That can't be done. You have an injury on your arm. If you accidentally pull the injury on your arm, it will be bad. Qi Mingzhi, just listen to me and let me feed you, okay?"

When Zheng Xiaxia said this, she tilted her head in Qi Mingzhi's direction, which was very cute.

But Qi Mingzhi was not feeling well in his heart. After thinking about it for a while, he finally could only nod his head: "I know, Xia Xia, then I will work hard for you to feed me."

Zheng Xiaxia didn't think there was any hard work, on the contrary, she was very happy to do it.

After feeding Qi Mingzhi, Zheng Xiaxia packed up the dishes and prepared to leave, but Qi Mingzhi suddenly stopped Zheng Xiaxia.

Looking back at him, Zheng Xiaxia felt very strange: "Do you have anything to say?"

"Xia Xia, thank you so much for being by my side and taking care of me during this time."

It never occurred to him that the reason why he called himself down was to say these things to himself. Zheng Xiaxia couldn't laugh or cry, and she shook her head again: "There is nothing to be grateful for, Qi Mingzhi, speaking of these things, I should do them, you Don't feel embarrassed."

When Qi Mingzhi wanted to say something more, Zheng Xiaxia had already turned around and left, and he could only rot in his stomach the remaining half of the sentence.

Coming downstairs, Zheng Xiaxia noticed Lin Qingfeng standing guard in front of the yard.

She put down the bowls and chopsticks, walked up to Lin Qingfeng in three steps at a time, and patted him on the shoulder. Zheng Xiaxia smiled at him again: "Lin Qingfeng, why are you staying in the yard all this time?"

"I saw that you and Qi Mingzhi had something to say, so I specially left a quiet space for you." Lin Qingfeng smiled at Zheng Xiaxia, and he looked at Zheng Xiaxia's bowls and chopsticks on the table: "You haven't had time yet." Let's eat?"

Touching his belly, Zheng Xiaxia replied, "I really haven't had time to eat yet."

When Zheng Xiaxia said this, she couldn't laugh or cry, Lin Qingfeng sighed and shook his head again, "Stop talking about it, come with me quickly."

Followed Lin Qingfeng to the corner.

Zheng Xiaxia accidentally found a table set up in the corner, and on the table were Zheng Xiaxia's favorite meals. She cast her curious eyes on Lin Qingfeng: "What's going on?"

Zheng Xiaxia's voice fell in her ears, and Lin Qingfeng smiled softly at her: "Qi Mingzhi can't eat big fish and meat when he is sick, he can only eat light food, so I specially prescribed a small stove for you."

Picking up the chopsticks and taking a bite of braised eggplant, Zheng Xiaxia thought it was extremely delicious, and her happy eyes narrowed.

Lin Qingfeng raised his hand and touched Zheng Xiaxia's head, then he quickly changed the subject: "Xiaxia, but having said that, how is Qi Mingzhi's body?"

When he asked this question, Zheng Xiaxia's expression froze suddenly. She didn't know what to say. After thinking for a while, she smiled awkwardly at Lin Qingfeng.

Zheng Xiaxia who was in front of her didn't know what she was thinking in her heart, she hadn't opened her mouth to speak, but the expression on her face became more and more ugly, Lin Qingfeng was also surprised for a while.

He couldn't figure out what Zheng Xiaxia had just thought of?Why is your face so ugly?
However, he thought that these were all Zheng Xiaxia's privacy, and when it came to Zheng Xiaxia's privacy, of course Lin Qingfeng couldn't bother to ask anything. He closed his mouth and didn't speak, just quietly watching Zheng Xiaxia eat.

After eating, Zheng Xiaxia turned her head to look at Lin Qingfeng: "Lin Qingfeng, thank you very much for starting a small stove for me, and for helping me and Qi Mingzhi so much, Qi Mingzhi and I are very happy. Thank you very much. For your great kindness, if you find an opportunity in the future, Qi Mingzhi and I will definitely repay you."

Waving his hand towards Zheng Xiaxia, Lin Qingfeng felt that these things were trivial, and there was no need to take them to heart.

So Lin Qingfeng said that he didn't care at all about whether he was grateful or not.

The only thing he cares about is how is Qi Mingzhi's injury?
"Qi Mingzhi's injury is very serious, but fortunately he is in good health, so the recovery speed can be considered quite fast. If he continues to rest in bed for a period of time, he should be able to recover to % to %."

Hearing these words from Zheng Xiaxia's mouth, Lin Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

But not long after, he frowned again, met Zheng Xiaxia's eyes like this, Lin Qingfeng continued to ask cautiously: "Xiaxia, what are you thinking?"

He asked this question inexplicably, Zheng Xiaxia was very distressed, and didn't understand what Lin Qingfeng meant in this sentence?
(End of this chapter)