"Brother, you can't blame me. This was Qiqi's own decision." Tang Song was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
"Go prepare the intravenous medicine." Tang Jue didn't want to say more to him.
Qiqi turned around and looked at him disapprovingly, "Tang Jue, I have to go to work this afternoon."
He moved one hand to her hip, his voice was full of unique tenderness towards her, but every word he said was far from tenderness, "If you dare to show this to him, you won't have to go to work tomorrow, not to mention today."
"..." Qiqi was stunned for a moment, then she realized where he meant by "here". Her face flushed immediately. Then, she moved his hand away from her hips angrily and helplessly, "Tang Jue, you are not only a hooligan in your behavior, but also a hooligan in your thinking..."
"That's right. Brother, you have such a dirty mind. Not only are you a hooligan, but you also think that all men in the world are hooligans like you. It's narrow-minded of you to judge others by yourself!" The two men sang in unison.
Tang Jue snorted and hugged Qiqi possessively, but his eyes glanced at Tang Song, "I nod now for you to touch me, do you dare to touch me?"
"…" Tang Song wilted, "I'll go get the medicine."
Qiqi raised her voice, "Double."
Tang Song and Tang Jue both looked at her.
Qiqi looked up at Tang Jue with pure eyes, "Don't you also need an injection to consolidate the effect? Since it's an intravenous injection, it's boring to sit for hours, so why not just do it all at once?"
Tang Jue raised his lips, "Are you taking revenge on me?"
"I heard from Tang Song that you are afraid of injections."
"Who's afraid?" Tang Jue refused to admit it.
"Since you are not afraid, let's fight together."
"I think it's a good idea. Just have the two of you fight in the hall, and I'll prepare medicine for you." Tang Song quickly responded, and then asked the servant to push the medicine rack into the hall.
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A man like Tang Jue would never admit defeat in front of his woman.
So, in the end, I just sat in the hall waiting for Tang Song to come.
Tang Song quickly prepared the medicine and went into the hall. He first took their temperatures and tested their vital signs. Then, he gave Qiqi an acupuncture injection.
Qiqi's whole body was tense, Tang Jue came over and put his arm around her shoulders. She was stunned for a moment, and felt her whole body was hot, as if she was going to have a fever again.
"Be gentle." Tang Jue reminded Tang Song.
Tang Song nodded.
Qiqi sat there, able to feel the man's voice and gentle breath, as well as her own heartbeat which was becoming somewhat disordered again.
She felt that this was inappropriate. Last night, this man was so rude to her...
She tried her best to remember every bad thing he had done, from 12 years ago, to their wedding night, to last night - she should hate him, detest him...
Thinking of this, Qiqi moved and tried to break free from Tang Jue's arms.
"Don't..."
"Well."
Before Tang Jue could tell her not to move, she let out a soft cry. Because of her movement, Tang Song's needle didn't penetrate the blood vessel, but went straight into her arm.
Tang Jue frowned and pulled Qi Qi's painful hand away, "Tang Song, if you dare to make a mistake again, I will destroy your reputation as a 'genius'."
Tang Song wailed in his heart.
What kind of brother is this? He values women over his younger brother! Besides, he is a genius, and his job is not to give injections, but to work in the laboratory and on the operating table!
Tang Jue stroked the needle holes on her arm with his slender fingers and said to her, "Change your hand."
When he spoke again, his attitude was no longer the same as with Tang Song. He was gentle towards Qiqi.
Qiqi stared at his hand on her arm in astonishment. The gentle caressing movement was so natural that it seemed like a habitual care.
There is a hint of compassion in the gentleness.
Since she was an orphan, she has almost always lived alone. She has actually experienced this feeling of being cared for so carefully by others in the past 12 years.
But that was eight years ago...
Eight years ago, that person came suddenly and disappeared suddenly. She felt like she was dreaming, but it was also more like she was tricked by someone...
She didn't want to experience that terrible feeling again.
And isn't this man in front of me, who is sometimes rude and cruel and sometimes gentle as water, also like the wind that cannot be grasped
Anyone who dares to fall in love with such a man must have the courage and perseverance to fly into a flame.
At least, she didn't dare.
"It doesn't hurt." Qiqi came back to her senses, and tried to pull her hand away from his palm. Tang Jue held her hand tightly, "Don't move, do you want to prick me again?"
She bit her lip and didn't move.
Tang Jue sat closer to her, holding her right hand that was not injected with the injection, and his left hand went around her waist from behind. In this way, Qiqi seemed to be leaning on his arms.
She was still receiving an injection in her hand and couldn't move. Being so close, she could smell his nice scent and feel his heartbeat...
"Relax, don't be so nervous. The wrong piercing just now was completely an accident. This time I will definitely be right." Tang Song comforted her, thinking that she was nervous now because of him.
Qiqi forced a smile and said "hmm".
Tang Jue stared at Tang Song's movements and said casually, "You were always very brave when you got injections before. Why are you afraid of this now?"
"Hmm?" Qiqi turned to look at him, "When did I ever get an injection?"
Tang Jue was startled and looked at her sideways.
Their eyes met, and his charming eyes were gradually filled with a mist of memories.
Qiqi hesitated for a moment, as if in deep thought, and looked at him inquiringly, "Have you... ever seen me get an injection?"
Why, she always felt that Tang Jue's words made it seem as if they were once very familiar with each other. At least, he was very familiar with her.
Tang Jue has a lot to say.
He wanted to say, in fact, it was not just a meeting. Eight years ago, he had accompanied her to get injections many times.
At 16, she is still a child and will depend on him.
When she felt pain, she would pinch his hand, and he would know to slow down the drip for her.
"Tang Jue?" Seeing that he was distracted, Qiqi called him suspiciously.
Tang Song, who was standing by, sensed the deep affection in his expression, and cast a suspicious, inquiring look at him.
Tang Jue came back to his senses, and almost immediately put away the tender and affectionate look in his memory, and changed into his usual indifferent and ruffian look. He lowered his head and looked at Qiqi, "You are my woman, Tang Jue, so I naturally have to keep a close eye on you. Tell me, how come I have never seen you getting an injection?"
Qiqi originally guessed that Tang Jue had investigated her, and now she was even more certain of it.
only…
She turned her head back and whispered: "I am not your woman..."
Tang Jue's face darkened.
Tang Song couldn't help laughing. It was the first time he saw Tang Jue being humiliated, and at the hands of a woman. It was really funny.