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

However, what Jian Xi Ning was thinking was, was Boss Qin afraid that she would steal his business?

That He Fansheng was his customer, and all the prey he hunted should be sold to him. If she also hunted and sold them to He Fansheng, it would really take away his business, so she might as well agree. If she really wanted to sell, she would sell He Fangsheng some breads and pastries, maybe skin care products too.

Thinking about it this way, she nodded in agreement, "Okay, deal."

Qin Zheng curled her lips and smiled, "You can write to me the medicinal materials you need to make the medicinal powder, and I will provide them for you."

Jian Xining waved her hand, "No, no, I can do it myself."

Anyway, her laboratory can regenerate the raw materials of those medicinal materials, she only needs to go into the laboratory and make them.

However, in Qin Zheng's eyes, her decisive refusal was because she was afraid that he would know the formula of her medicinal powder.

He smiled and said: "I don't understand pharmacology, so don't worry..."

"It's really unnecessary." Jian Xining was afraid of Qin Zheng's trouble, so she refused again.

Qin Zheng felt a little uncomfortable in her heart and subconsciously tightened her hands. She treated him no differently than she treated others.

Profit dictates...

Thinking of this, his chest felt slightly stagnant, with some sore pain.

He didn't say anything anymore, but cut the pigweed seriously.

Jian Xining saw that he was cutting pigweed, so she no longer hesitated, took out the medicinal powder, sprinkled it under the tree, and waited for the prey to take the bait.

While waiting for prey, she was bored, so she planned to help Qin Zheng hunt for pigweed.

But just as she was bending to cut the pig grass, Qin Zheng suddenly said, "You didn't receive a task today, and cutting it won't count as work points."

Jian Xining said with a smile: "I'll cut it for you."

"No need." Qin Zheng decisively refused.

"Uh..." Jian Xining was a little confused by his rejection. She pursed her lips and said, "As you know, it doesn't take much trouble for me to hunt. I just help you hunt. Anyway, I..."

"I said, no need."

Before Jian Xining could finish her words, Qin Zheng refused again, this time his voice was a little cold.

As soon as he finished speaking, he continued to cut the pigweed himself, getting further and further away from Jian Xining.

Jian Xining stood there holding a pig grass knife, feeling a little aggrieved for no reason.

Who did she provoke?

Did he take the wrong medicine?Why do you do this to her suddenly?

Why are you so indifferent?She just wanted to help. Wouldn't cutting pigweed be a disservice?

She bit her lower lip angrily, almost causing it to bleed.

After standing in the wind for a while, she suddenly heard a "thud". When she turned around, she saw a rabbit falling under the tree where she sprinkled the powder.

She happily ran over, picked up the rabbit and put it into her basket, and then happily called Qin Zheng, "Qin..."

As soon as she called out a word, she remembered his indifference just now. She swallowed the rest of the words and squatted on the ground to continue waiting for other prey.

Qin Zheng heard her shout just now, just one word, and he heard it clearly. Although he was cutting pigweed, even though he was getting farther and farther away, his ears were always listening to what was going on here. , the peripheral vision of his eyes kept glancing this way.

After all, he accompanied Jian Xining up the mountain today to protect her. If something happened to her, what would he do?

He heard her call out the word 'Qin', but in the end she didn't call out again. He tightened his grip on the lawnmower, took a deep breath, turned around, walked towards her, and saw her holding it on the ground. The branches are writing and drawing.

He took a closer look and saw the words "dog man" written on the ground. Next to it was a simple version of a man with no facial features painted on the face. There were two words written on it: Qin Zheng.

Qin Zheng: "..."

"What are you drawing?" he suddenly asked.