Qin Ying didn't care about the pen anymore. Maybe the style looked similar. The pen from that brand was very useful, and the style was almost the same.

The most urgent thing is not to go to the hospital.

After putting away the pen, Zhou Du didn't talk to her. His face was cold and the two of them were speechless.

The car stopped in front of the traffic light and saw the Sixth Hospital of the City after another intersection.

Qin Ying thought calmly, what reason should she need to convince Zhou Du without arousing suspicion?

There were white lights on the top of the hospital. Qin Ying saw from the car window that Wucheng City was developing rapidly and changing with each passing day. Many buildings have changed, but the hospital still looked like it was back then.

She remembered that there were two beautiful lines of ginkgo trees on the trail outside the hospital. When the autumn was autumn, the ginkgo leaves turned yellow and the golden autumn was warm. There were two tall kapoks behind the hospitalization department. She had never seen them bloom, but she knew that their trunks were very thick.

She remembered something funny.

In my memory, she was on the bench under the kapok tree, and her hands were shaking: "Zhou Du, please help me press the cotton swab. I, I don't have the strength, my legs are weak, my hands are weak, my whole body is weak, I won't die of blood loss, right?"

The boy looked down at her, his black eyes were silent and indifferent.

The kapok leaves are blown by the wind and rustle.

Qin Ying lowered her shoulders, and a little wetness appeared in her eyes. She had been dizzy since she was a child, and was particularly afraid of injections and infusions. Whenever she got sick, she only relied on medicine and blood. She was dizzy and endured the discomfort.

Zhou Du glanced at her swollen arms and turned around and left.

Qin Ying could no longer hold it back and let the cotton swab fall down, crying heart-wrenchingly: "It hurts so much, which one of the gods said that blood draws doesn't hurt, I promise, I promise not to beat him to death... Woooooo I won't do it again..."

Just as she was crying, someone suddenly squatted down in front of her.

The face covered with tears was lifted up by someone. He pinched her chin, stroked her cheeks, and wiped the tears off.

Qin Ying was stunned. In the blink of an eye, a large teardrop hit the back of the boy's pale hand. He paused for a moment and looked up at her.

Oh, she must be in a mess now. "Aren't you leaving?" Qin Ying wiped her tears in a hurry.

Zhou Du gently pulled the corner of his mouth and put a box of strawberry-flavored milk into her hand. He picked up the bag beside him, took out the cotton swab stained with iodine, and held her wound down.

"I'm leaving." The boy lowered his eyes and said lightly, "But you can hear someone's cry a kilometer away."

She coughed lowly, and for a while, she couldn't help laughing: "Will you come to me whenever I cry from now on?"

"You can try."

Just try it. She plunged into his arms, whimpering and pretending to cry. The boy pinched her face mercilessly and pulled her out.

She hummed and held back her smile: "I won't, I'm going to kill you."

Zhou Du: "You have a lot of dreams, and I want to fulfill you."

Later, Qin Ying failed to die in his arms, but almost died in his hands. When she was young, everyone was a fool, so stupid that she could treat blood transfusions to others as a kind of happiness, treat the people he cared about as the people he cared about, and treat the arsenic-frost he handed over as candy.

If time could be repeated, Qin Ying would never have given Chu Anmi that many blood. For five months now, Qin Ying would have to take a tube and drain all the blood in Chu Anmi's body. Even if it were to drain it, he would have to return it to me!

The first three blood transfusions were because she wanted to save the person, but the last two blood transfusions were due to Zhou Du's coercion.

Qin Ying glanced at the people around her.

He was so kind to Chu Anmi. For a long time, the Sixth Hospital in Wucheng City was always shrouded in her dream under the heavy sky.

The red light jumped to the green light, and she finally brewed her emotions and entered the desired state.

"I won't go to the hospital."

Zhou Du turned his head and saw the woman's pale face. The neon lights flashed in the urban night sky, but it turned into nothingness that was empty. Her fingers tightly grasped the purple skirt, and trembled hard.

Qin Ying pursed her lips, looked up at the direction of the hospital, tightly tense her fragile feeling, and her long eyelashes trembled. She said plainly: "I don't like going to the hospital, let me get out of the car."

His hand holding the steering wheel was slightly tightened.

Porsche continued to drive forward, and Qin Ying thought deflatedly: OK OK, okay, just go, and then think of a solution after going, to see if you can ask the doctor for help.

Unexpectedly, before driving into the street of the hospital, Zhou Du suddenly turned around.

Qin Ying blinked and looked at Zhou Du quietly.

He didn't say a word, occasionally looking out the window, and finally stopped in front of a pharmacy.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Zhou Du pulled out the car keys and said coldly: "Do what a lawyer should do and collect evidence."

The pharmacy owner looked at Porsche's doorstep in surprise. Zhou Du walked into the pharmacy and said, "Capital bleeding, safflower oil, cotton swabs."

The boss handed him the thing, Zhou Du settled the bill back, and knocked on Qin Ying's window.

She lowered the car window and saw the man's indifferent face. He had already recovered his usual calmness. His eyes were dark enough to match the night. When she met her raised eyes, Zhou Du asked, "Take a photo of the scars and apply medicine. I'll do it, or do you?"

Qin Ying was almost unable to help but ask, "How did you come?"

Adhering to her trauma-poor character, she said tactfully: "I'll do it."

"Get the medicine and there is a light in the car. If you still have intelligence, don't turn on the beauty at this time." After saying this, he turned around and went to the street. Under the big banyan tree, the man was in a straight suit, and the nightlife in the city began. Passers-by couldn't help but look at him sideways.

Zhou Du was 1.8-99 meters tall, and his face was so outstanding that he could debut. He leaned against the tree, his eyes were cold, he ignored anyone, and lit a cigarette. The light of the lighter was clear and the adult masculinity was cold, just like a god.

A passing girl raised her cell phone and pointed it at him.

He raised his eyes and said, "Ms., the right to portraits of citizens cannot be violated."

The girl's face was flushed, she stuttered and apologized, and pulled her companions away.

Qin Ying turned on the headlights and picked up her phone and clicked a few times. These things were just like it. Whether they were useful was Zhou Du’s business. She was pretending, but she couldn’t really sue, so she could just get through it.

Thinking of his reminder not to beautify her, she wanted to laugh for some reason.

Qin Ying rubbed her bruised with safflower oil. Her capillaries were thinner than ordinary people. After being injured, she looked more serious. It would be better to apply some medicine now. She had to go to work tomorrow and could not wear long-sleeved clothes in the summer. Her colleagues would be embarrassed when they asked.

After finishing everything, Qin Ying opened the car window and saw Zhou Du standing by the street.

He faced her sideways, facing a building with a falling star shower, and white streams poured down. The man's slender index finger and middle finger were filled with smoke, and his facial features were not really visible in the smoke.

When did Zhou Du learn to smoke? Have you been there in the past few years?

She lay on the car window and did not call him immediately. In Qin Ying's perception, Zhou Du is a person with extremely regular lifestyles and will definitely go to bed before 22 o'clock and get up on time at 6:30 in the morning.

He never missed three meals a day, did not eat snacks, did not drink milk tea, and would not have the terrible habit of smoking and fighting. When he was a girl, Qin Ying once approached his ear and quietly said to him: Zhou Du, they said you are like the male protagonist of the movie "Brain Man".

The male protagonist of "Ichiro Suzuki" is born without human feelings. He has a strong physique, superb intelligence, amazing memory, and his actions are as sophisticated and self-disciplined as machines.

Zhou Du didn't even share the wind with her: "What do you think?"

Qin Ying looked at him with her face: "I think it's like it, but you are the most handsome in my heart."

He turned the Civil Code book in his hand over a page and said lightly: "The two points are clear and different. First, I will not kill anyone."

"Second, do you have a physiological reaction?"

The pages of the book were twisted and deformed by him.

The girl's eyes were curved and she smiled at him.

Qin Ying never thought that it would be rare to see Zhou Du smoking one day. Lawyer Zhou didn't cultivate his body and nature? She thought that he wanted to live to be over 100 years old, but when did he want to be happy and spare his life?

"Lawyer Zhou, I'm fine."

Zhou Du threw the cigarette butt into the trash can and walked back. He was carrying the summer heat on his body, which was in conflict with the coldness of the air conditioner in the car. Qin Ying smelled the faint nicotine smell he brought.

"How do I give you the photos?"

Zhou Du was silent for a moment and said, "It was sent to my assistant's work email."

Qin Ying:...

She was so angry that she was a little like laughing. When she was still the girl who was full of her eyes, she really didn't care about Zhou Du's contact information.

Qin Ying suppressed her emotions and said pitifully: "Oh, then Lawyer Zhou asked you everything. I think I will get divorced in the past few months."

He pursed his lips and nodded.

"Where do you live?"

"No need, I'll go back by myself." Qin Ying was extremely frightened. It was terrible to ask him to send him back.

"Ms. Qin doesn't need to be misunderstood. I just don't want to see the client saying today."

Qin Ying grinded her teeth secretly. Today, in many cases, women were brutally killed after going home at night. Who is this curse?

Qin Ying didn't dare to tell him her address. Her mother had the habit of walking in the community every night. If she accidentally met her, her plan would be ruined. But she just returned to China. Qin Ying was not familiar with anything. She had a sudden idea and reported the address of Lin Weisi's family.

Lin Weisi lives in a high-end community. His original family is from a very good family. In recent years, he has been the director, with a considerable salary and a very good residential area.

The moment Qin Ying got off the car, she felt a sense of liberation. The scene finally ended and she was exhausted.

She was about to wave goodbye to Lawyer Zhou, but her expression suddenly froze on her face. She did not expect that she would be so unlucky!

Following her gaze, Zhou Du also saw people not far away - Lin Weisi who came out to run at night.

Lin Weisi said in confusion: "Qin Ying, why are you..." here.

Before the last three words were finished, they were interrupted by Qin Ying's crisp "husband".

Qin Ying swore that she had never run so fast, rushed to Lin Weisi and hugged his arm: "Honey, you are back too!"

The air stagnated for a moment.

Lin Weisi's mind was completely unable to work. She, she, she, what... Qin Ying called him?

His neck was red and his face was hot. Fuck, is he dreaming?

In Porsche, Zhou Du watched this scene coldly.

Why didn’t Zhou Du leave yet! Qin Ying gritted her teeth and said, “Haha, goodbye Mr. Zhou.”

Zhou Du's eyes fell on her arm holding Lin Weisi. Is this what she said about the breakdown of marriage?
Chapter completed!