Eight Hundred and Fifty-Two Jealousy (Part 3)

"Brother, you can't blame me for this. This is Qiqi's decision." Tang Song simply didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Go and prepare 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 in the afternoon."

He moved one hand to her hip, and his voice was full of unique tenderness towards her, but every word he said had nothing to do with tenderness, "If you dare to show him this place, let alone today, tomorrow No need to go to work.”

"..." After Qiqi was stunned for a moment, she finally realized where he meant by here. Suddenly, his face turned red. Then, she moved his hands from her hips angrily and helplessly, "Tang Jue, you are not only a hooligan in behavior, but also a hooligan in thinking..."

"That's right. Brother, your thoughts are too dirty. Even if you act like a gangster, you think all the men in the world are gangsters like you. It's narrow-minded for you to judge others by yourself!" The two of them sang together.

Tang Jue chuckled, hugging Qiqi possessively, but glanced at Tang Song, "I nod my head to let you touch it now, do you dare to touch it?"

"..." Tang Song wilted, "I'm going to get the medicine."

Qiqi raised her voice, "Double portion."

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? Since it's an intravenous injection, it's boring to sit for several hours, so why not just get the injection together."

Tang Jue raised his lips, "Are you taking revenge on me?"

"I heard from Tang Song that you are afraid of injections."

"Who is afraid?" Tang Jue refused to admit.

"Since you're not afraid, let's fight together."

"I think it's good. The two of you will fight in the hall, and I'll prepare medicine for you." Tang Song answered quickly, and then asked the servant to push the shelf with the medicine into the hall.

——

A man like Tang Jue would never give in in front of his own woman.

So, in the end, he sat in the hall and waited for Tang Song to come over.

Tang and Song quickly prepared medicine and entered the hall, first taking their temperatures.

Vital signs tests were done again. Then, give Qiqi an acupuncture first.

Qiqi's whole body was tense, Tang Jue sat over and put his arm around her shoulders. She was stunned for a moment, feeling hot all over, as if she was about to have a fever again.

"Be gentle." Tang Jue reminded Tang Song.

Tang Song nodded.

Sitting there, Qiqi could feel the man's voice and gentle breath, as well as her own heartbeat that had become a little disordered again.

She felt that this was too inappropriate. This man was so rude and rude to her last night...

She tried her best to remember every bad thing he had done, from 12 years ago, to the wedding night, to last night - she should hate him, hate him...

Thinking of this, Qiqi moved and tried to break away from Tang Jue's arms.

"Don't..."

"Well."

Before Tang Jue could even tell her to stop moving, she had already let out a soft cry. Because of her movement, Tang Song's needle was inserted directly into her arm without inserting into the blood vessel.

Tang Jue frowned and pulled Qiqi's painful hand away, "Tang Song, if you dare to make the wrong mistake again, I will destroy your reputation as a 'genius'."

Tang and Song wailed in their hearts.

What kind of brother is this? Pay more attention to sex than brother! Besides, he is a genius who does not give injections to people, but works in the laboratory and on the operating table!

Tang Jue's slender fingers stroked around the pinhole on her arm and said to her, "Change your hand."

When he spoke again, he no longer had the same attitude as Tang and Song. He was gentle towards Qiqi.

Qiqi looked at his hand on her arm in shock. The gentle caressing movement seemed natural and like habitual care.

Tenderness, with traces of pity.

Since she was an orphan, she has almost always lived alone. This feeling of being cared for so carefully by someone has actually happened to her in the past 12 years.

However, that was already eight years ago...

Eight years ago, that person came and disappeared suddenly. It felt like she was having a dream, but it also felt more like she had been tricked...

That bad feeling made her never want to experience it again.

And isn't this man in front of me, who is sometimes rough and cruel, sometimes as gentle as water, like the wind that cannot be caught?

Those who dare 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.

"I don't feel any pain." Qiqi came back to her senses, grabbed some sense, and tried to pull her hand away from his palm. Tang Jue clasped her hand tightly, "Don't move, you want to prick her again?"

She bit her lip and didn't move.

Tang Jue sat closer to her, holding her uninjected right hand with his right hand, while his left hand went around her back and held her waist. In this way, Qiqi's whole body seemed to be leaning in his arms.

She was still having injections in her hands and couldn't move. Being so close, she could smell his delicious fragrance and feel his heartbeat...

"Relax, you don't have to be so nervous. It was a complete accident that I made a mistake just now. I will definitely not make a mistake now." Tang Song comforted her, thinking that her current nervousness was because of him.

Qiqi forced out a smile and said "hmm".

Tang Jue stared at Tang Song's movements and said casually: "Weren't you always brave when getting injections in the past? When did you become afraid of this?"

"Huh?" Qiqi turned to look at him, "When did I get the injection?"

Tang Jue was startled and looked at her sideways.

The two people's eyes met, and the mist of memory gradually filled his charming eyes.

Qiqi pondered for a moment, as if thinking deeply, and looked at him inquiringly, "Have you... seen me get an injection when?"

Why, she always felt that Tang Jue's words seemed to be familiar with them. At least, he was familiar with her.

Tang Jue had a lot to say.

He wanted to say, in fact, it was not just seeing? Eight years ago, he accompanied her to get injections many times.

She was 16 years old, still a child, and would rely on him.

When it hurt, she would pinch his hand. He knew to slow down the drip for her.

"Tang Jue?" Qiqi saw that he was distracted and called him suspiciously.

Tang Song, who was standing by, felt the...feelings of deep affection in his expression, and cast a suspicious 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, looking down at Qiqi, "You are my Tang Jue's woman, so I will naturally keep a close eye on you. Tell me, how could I not have seen you getting an injection?"

Qiqi originally guessed that Tang Jue had investigated her, and now, she was even more certain.

But...

She turned her head back and whispered, "I am not your woman..."

Tang Jue's face darkened.

Tang Song couldn't help but laugh. It was the first time to see Tang Jue being defeated, and it was at the hands of a woman, it was really fun.