The real daughter is too domineering, the boss becomes a delicate husband in seconds

"The doctor hasn't come yet, so we can't handle it." Gu Jinhan's eyes fell on her box, "You have..."

"boom……!"

"Gu Jinhan, you old idiot, you didn't even tell me when you came to Linhai. When you got hurt, you just asked Cheng Fang to inform me. That guy was worried that you were confused and afraid that you would do... something stupid!"

The person at the door spoke very quickly and changed his shoes very quickly. When he looked up and saw the situation in the house, he slowly finished the last three words and then raised his voice again: "What's going on? There's a girl in your house?"

Damn, this is explosive news. Song Ci rubbed his eyes hard, he was indeed not seeing things.

The man who was originally sprinting a hundred meters to close the gate suddenly restrained himself and walked in like a gentleman.

"Gu, Jin, Han, it seems this is your real name. Now I don't have to worry about you hiding it and giving me a fake name. The name suits you very well." Qiao Zhixia didn't expect the name to come so easily. She didn't even need to ask. With the real name, even if he really ran away, she would be able to find clues.

Song Ci received a cold look from someone. Seeing that Gu Jinhan was still standing and talking properly, Song Ci greeted Qiao Zhixia: "Hello, beautiful lady. I am Song Ci, a friend of Gu Jinhan. What is your relationship with him?"

Gu Jinhan glanced at Song Ci with a warning look, but Song Ci pretended not to see it.

Qiao Zhixia shook the hand holding the black card, "It's about money."

Old Bingkuai is 28 years old this year, and he has never had a woman by his side. Now there is a woman holding a black card in his house. Song Ci can't help but think wrongly: "Is it the kind of relationship I'm thinking of?"

Gu Jinhan's forehead muscles throbbed: "You can go now."

"It's 2:30 in the morning. You let a girl go back like this? What if she meets a pervert?" Song Ci didn't consider that some people might find him a bit annoying.

"Miss Qiao, where do you live? After I finish seeing Old Ice Cube, I can take you back."

"I don't have a home address, I live here randomly, so I'm asking Mr. Gu to take me in for a while."

Song Ci: "Can we live here randomly?"

"That's natural. I live wherever I feel comfortable."

It seemed to Gu Jinhan that this woman didn't want others to know where she lived, just like the person she was back then, a woman without an address.

She could just wave her sleeves and disappear without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Whenever I think about what happened back then, I feel like I have a feeling of resentment in my heart that I can’t let go.

She spent money like water. Maybe during the years she disappeared, she spent money to find another lover. She changed lovers like changing clothes.

Gu Jinhan only felt that his head was getting hotter and hotter, and the image in front of him was becoming more and more blurred, with layers of shadows appearing.

The crossed legs and the hand holding the black card seemed to merge into one with the red figure from before.

Suddenly the world went dark!

"Old Ice Cube..."

Neither Qiao Zhixia nor Song Ci expected that the person would faint so instantly, and neither of them took any action.

Qiao Zhixia supported herself on the sofa and flipped over, instantly picking the person up off the ground and laying him horizontally on the sofa.

"The wound is on the left side of his abdomen, a knife wound, about 5 centimeters long and centimeters deep. I have already treated him once in an emergency, using biological agents, so his life is not in danger. He fainted now, probably because the wound ruptured for the second time. Do you have the tools to sew him up a few times? Otherwise, with his stubborn personality, he will continue to hold on even if it ruptures for the third time."

Song Ci really didn't know that this beautiful woman knew about Lao Bingkuai's injuries, and it was she who treated them. You know, who can see Lao Bingkuai except male doctors?

He just thought that Old Ice Cube didn't ask him to check his injuries in order to prevent the beautiful woman from throwing a smokescreen, but it seems that is not the case. He doesn't believe that Old Ice Cube would play with women for money, and he was just "cooperating" with Old Ice Cube to make a small test.

It seems that she is not an enemy, otherwise Old Ice Cube would not let people see his injuries. And she is a beautiful woman, which is interesting.

"Miss Qiao, since you know how to treat injuries, please help untie his wound again. I will prepare the medicine first."

I guess he felt like he was back home, and this time he fainted with complete relief. I could unbutton his shirt and cut his bandages without any hindrance.

The wound burst, but he was not afraid of losing too much blood. The inner bandage was stuck to the wound. When the bandage was torn off, the unconscious person frowned.

Looking at the bright red wound, even though Gu Jinhan fainted, Song Ci did not forget to complain: "Old Ice Cube, are you sick in the brain? I don't know why you are so stubborn. Damn it, no one is as suicidal as you, haha, you don't take care of yourself, if you have the guts, tell Cheng Fang not to call me..."

Song Ci's muttering left a deep impression on Qiao Zhixia. The tone of his cursing was exactly the same as Yu Ruobai's. If the two could meet, they would definitely hit it off.

Well, she and Gu Jinhan hit it off as fellow patients, so it seemed that as two doctors they would have more common topics.

"Miss Qiao, your technique is very proficient and you are also very good at emergency treatment of trauma. Have you studied medicine?"

"I've learned a little from others." People of this type will learn some things from various industries to facilitate their disguise in carrying out tasks.

"It's easier once you learn it. Old Bingkuai's wound is infected and inflamed. I've already given him an anti-inflammatory injection. He'll probably have a fever soon. He doesn't like to be hospitalized, so he can only recuperate at home. I have to go back to work. Could you please help me take care of him?"

"Okay, go ahead and get busy." Qiao Zhixia responded quickly.

The response was so smooth? Has Lao Bingkuai's romance really come?

Since they were not enemies, Song Ci was happy to assist. He left the necessary medicines and wrote a phone number on the medicine box.

"Miss Qiao, if there is an emergency, please call me."

"Okay!" Qiao Zhixia lowered her eyes with a gloomy look. This time she was not not leaving, she was staying openly.

As soon as Song Ci left, Cheng Fang pulled him into a dark place and asked, "Doctor Song, is my master normal or not?"

"It's quite normal, Xiao Fangfang, don't be a light bulb. I have asked Miss Qiao to take care of your grandfather. Miss Qiao knows medicine, and nothing will happen to her."

"Don't call me Xiao Fangfang, it disgusts me. If you let Miss Qiao stay overnight, will I agree?"

Besides, I am so weak now, isn't this just giving me to others to eat?

Song Ci patted Cheng Fang on the shoulder and said, "Cheng Fang, don't just think about mathematical formulas. Your EQ is not flexible. Although your grandfather disagrees, think about it carefully. If he really doesn't want to be entangled by Miss Qiao, there are many ways to avoid him. How could he let others know where he lives?

It's not easy for an iceberg to melt on its own. Now that he is weak, he needs care. You should be a great assist.

I'll just keep him for one night, and he can still decide whether to leave or stay tomorrow when he wakes up. Your master is already 28 years old, and he doesn't even have a woman. He'll get suffocated if this goes on for too long."

Cheng Fang had no words to grievance, it was not that he did not want to be an assisting role, but based on his observations today, he was afraid that this assist would help Miss Qiao and push his master into the fire pit of women.

After taking a look at the closed door, Cheng Fang sighed: Oh, it's hard to be an assistant, and I have to worry about my master's bumpy love life.