Billionaire's Favorite: The President's Handy Little Sweet Wife

"Well......"

There was a soft hum between Yan Jing's crimson lips.

In the next second, his head drooped to the side, and he passed out.

Once Qin Shu succeeded, he had no time to think about Yuan Luoli and Xin Yu.

She grabbed Yan Jing's hand and pressed it on the tablet.

The screen lit up in an instant, but Qin Shu was a little confused when he saw the need to enter the password.

She grabbed each of Yan Jing's fingers and tried to unlock them respectively, but all failed.

In the end, I tried both hands, but I was still not reconciled.

Her eyes fell on Yan Jing's buried face, and she thought: Do you want to use his face to unlock it?

This... I'm afraid it's a bit difficult.

Qin Shu gritted his teeth, and was about to walk around his head with the screen.

At this moment, a knock on the door startled her.

She put the tablet back to its original position in almost a second, then sat upright in the chair, grabbed the smoking moxa stick next to her with one hand, and hung it on Yan Jing's back.

Just after doing this, the door was pushed open.

The female technician who left earlier came in with a plate.

When she saw Yan Jing lying on the bed without moving, her eyes suddenly fixed on Qin Shu vigilantly.

"Young Master Yan is asleep." Qin Shu said calmly.

The female technician looked suspiciously at Yan Jing again, but because he buried his head, he couldn't look carefully.

However, his back was slightly undulating, and his breathing rate was normal.

The female technician also believed Qin Shu's words.

Qin Shu continued: "It is easier for people to fall asleep when they are extremely relaxed, so don't be nervous."

After finishing speaking, he deliberately glanced at the female technician's approaching footsteps, and reminded: "You move slowly, so as not to wake up Young Master Yan."

As expected, the female technician stopped in her tracks, but looked at Qin Shu with a hint of jealousy.

She said softly with some sourness: "Unexpectedly, you still have this kind of ability."

After finishing speaking, he put the tea in the tray on the small coffee table beside him, and gently pulled out a chair from the corner of the room.

Then, he just sat down in front of Qin Shu and didn't leave.

Qin Shu's eyes dimmed, and when he met the female technician's stalking gaze, he knew in his heart: This female technician doesn't trust herself, she is afraid that she will do something that is not good for Yan Jing, so she is here to watch It's on.

So loyal to Yan Jing... It seems that her previous guess was correct, this female technician belongs to him.

Even, this beauty shop may be his territory.

Qin Shu withdrew his gaze, lowered his head, and continued to do acupuncture on the fainted Yan Jing as if nothing had happened.

Time passed slowly.

The female technician sat aside the whole time, staring at the movements of Qin Shu's hands without saying a word.

At this time, the phone rang suddenly.

The voice came from Qin Shu's bag.

While the female technician subconsciously looked at the bag on the cabinet, Qin Shu immediately pulled out the silver needle on Yan Jing's neck.

Anyway, there is no chance today.

Putting the silver needle back calmly, she got up to answer the phone.

Looking at the caller ID, there was a word: Dad.

Qin Shu froze for a moment, then picked it up cautiously.

"Hey......"