Siheyuan: A romantic village doctor, making trouble

Liu Haizhong panted and said, "Chief Zhang, it has been cleaned up."

Zhang Jianjun looked at the clean courtyard and nodded with satisfaction. People of this generation are still good at their work.

"Alright, that's it for today. From now on, I will go to the management office of our hospital. You all need to behave yourself."

Zhang Jianjun said something and then entered the room.

"What a handsome man!" Yu Li looked at Zhang Jianjun and became infatuated with him.

In addition to Zhang Jianjun's tall stature and handsome appearance, he also benefited from taking charm pills, which increased his charm.

Yan Bugui called his family back, thinking in his heart that he had suffered a great loss this time. Not only did he not get any benefits, but his entire family also worked for nothing.

Zhang Jianjun was in the room, looking at the empty room.

"It seems that I can't sleep here today. Although there is a bed, there is no bedding."

Just when Zhang Jianjun was thinking about what to do at night, it was obviously impossible to stay in a guesthouse. Without a letter of introduction, he could not stay there.

Go to Qin Huairu's house? I stayed at her place last night, but Jia Dongxu came back today, so it's not very convenient.

Go to Lou Xiao'e's house? It seems that I am not so familiar with it.

Just as he was struggling, the door opened and a man came in with a quilt in his arms.

The person who went to Zhang Jianjun's house was Qin Huairu.

"Master, I got you a quilt. It's clean and has never been used."

While Qin Huairu was talking, she put the bedding on the bed and began to make the bed.

She had just been in the crowd and knew that this cross-campus property had been given to Zhang Jianjun.

When the second uncle and his men were cleaning the yard, Qin Huairu took the opportunity to look into the room and found that there were no bedding.

While no one was paying attention, he took a new quilt from his home.

While she was making the bed for Zhang Jianjun, she envied Zhang Jianjun for being able to live in such a large room by himself.

"Master, what do you think?"

Zhang Jianjun nodded: "Qin Huairu, don't call me Master, even though I have taught you some things."

Qin Huairu blushed: "Then I'll call you Section Chief Zhang."

"It's up to you. You can call me Zhang Jianjun."

"By the way, Qin Huairu, I'm hungry."

After Zhang Jianjun finished speaking, Qin Huairu glanced at Zhang Jianjun.

"Jianjun, I'll get you something to eat."

After saying that, Qin Huairu turned and went out.

When I got home, Sha Zhu was waiting for me at the door.

"Sister Qin, where have you been? I just looked for you, but you weren't there."

Sha Zhu came up to Qin Huairu while talking. He smiled and waited for her praise. He thought that since he had helped Qin Huairu solve such a big problem, she should thank him anyway.

Qin Huairu had a cold face and took a step back when facing Sha Zhu who was approaching her.

"Zhu Zi, what are you doing here?"

Sha Zhu didn't expect Qin Huairu's tone to be so cold, and the silly smile on his face instantly turned cold.

"Sister Qin, don't do that. You scold the cook after dinner."

Seeing Sha Zhu's discontent, Qin Huairu said, "Zhu Zi, what do you mean by that? You are a grown man, why do you always come to me?"

"You'd better keep your distance from me to avoid being misunderstood."

After saying that, Qin Huairu ignored Sha Zhu and went to prepare food for Zhang Jianjun.

Sha Zhu was left in a daze, thinking that Qin Huairu had just come from the front. Did she go to the cross-yard?

That’s where Zhang Jianjun lives. I heard he works at a steel rolling mill.

He stayed at Qin Huairu's house last night. Thinking of this, Sha Zhu went to find Zhang Jianjun angrily, thinking that it was because of his appearance that Qin Huairu became cold to him.