The Miraculous Doctor’s Wife: The rough guy villain is so cool

Arriving in the yard, Jian Xining saw that the small yard was very tidy. There were a row of onions, garlic and peppers planted on the left side of the yard, and a row of flower beds on the right side with various flowers planted in them. They were in full bloom right now. .

Jian Xining blinked her eyes and remembered that she came to visit the doctor without bringing anything, so she turned to look at Tian Laoliu with a smile, "What, can I pick one of the flowers in your hospital? Just one."

"Yes, yes, yes, sister-in-law, you can pick as many as you want." Tian Laoliu said with a smile, but he was thinking, anyway, they are all planted by Brother Qin, they are all from your family, you can pick whatever you like. Pick it.

Jian Xining walked over and chose a red rose that bloomed just right.

Holding the flowers, she looked at Tian Laoliu and said, "Take me in."

Tian Laoliu was busy leading the way.

Jian Xining held a flower and followed her in.

Qin Zheng was lying leisurely on a recliner. There were seasonal fruits and a pot of tea on the table next to the recliner.

Probably because he had not worked in the fields for a while, his skin turned white. At this moment, he was holding a book in his left hand and reading a teacup in his right hand. His eyes were drooped and he looked particularly gentle.

Jian Xining inexplicably thought of the reclusive young master in the TV series she watched in her previous life.

She was startled for a moment, then heard Tian Laoliu call, "Brother Qin, my sister-in-law is here to see you."

Qin Zheng's hand suddenly shook, and the tea swayed and dripped on his hand.

He put the cup on the table next to him, picked up the handkerchief nearby and wiped his hands. He looked up at Jian Xining, his eyes were deep and full of disbelief, and asked, "You come to see me?"

Jian Xining nodded immediately.

He asked again: "Special trip?"

Jian Xining nodded again, "Special trip."

Then she handed over the flowers she picked in the yard in a cowardly manner, "These are for you."

Qin Zheng's slender fingers trembled slightly, her eyes were filled with sparkle, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, but she tried hard to restrain herself.

He didn't reach out to pick up the flower, but praised, "It's a nice flower."

Then he said to Fatty Zhao: "Little Fatty, take the flowers and put them in the vase."

Zhao Xiaopang: "?? Do you want to put a flower in a vase? How about I go to the yard..."

Before he finished speaking, Tian Laoliu kicked him and said, "If I ask you to do it, do it. There are so many words."

"Oh." Zhao Xiaopang took the flowers from Jian Xining's hand and murmured in a low voice as he walked away, "How ugly it is to stick one flower in it. It will look better if you pick a few more flowers and stick them in. I should have known that Brother Qin likes the flowers in the yard." , I pick a few for him and insert them every day."

Tian Laoliu also came over and kicked him on the butt again, "You kid, what are you mumbling about?"

When Zhao Xiaopang saw Tian Laoliu coming, he humbly asked for advice, "Brother Six, you said Brother Qin likes this flower. Why didn't you let us pick it and plant it for him before?"

Tian Laoliu rolled his eyes, "Can what you picked be the same as what my sister-in-law picked?"

Zhao Xiaopang was puzzled, "What's the difference? They're not all flowers in the courtyard."

Tian Laoliu: "No wonder you can't find a wife."

Zhao Xiaopang continued to scratch his head, "What does this have to do with me finding a wife?"

Tian Laoliu: "Hurry up and arrange the flowers and go out."

"Oh, why are you going out? I have to take care of Brother Qin here. What if Brother Qin needs anything?" As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the apples on the table.

Tian Laoliu raised his hand and gave him a headache. "Brother Qin needs something, but my sister-in-law won't get it. Does she need you? Get out of here quickly."

"Oh." Zhao Xiaopang glanced at the apples on the table again with some regret, and then put the flower into the vase.

Tian Laoliu took Zhao Xiaopang out of the house and closed the door thoughtfully. Then he smiled, as if he had done something big.

But Fatty Zhao stood there and kept sniffing, "Oh, Brother Six, is it burnt?"

"Oh, my food." Tian Laoliu quickly ran towards the kitchen. The food in the pot had turned into charcoal, and the fire was still burning under the stove.

He could only scoop a ladle of water into the pot, and then sighed, "What a pity, what a pity."

Fatty Zhao also nodded beside him, "What a pity."

Tian Laoliu kicked him again, "It's all your fault, it's all your fault. Why are you staying in the house and not coming out?"

Zhao Xiaopang innocently said: "What does it have to do with me?"