Reborn 1980 Lucky Hot Wife

Jiang Yi was almost completely wrapped in Zhou Junqing's arms. Afraid of attracting the attention of the people in the room, Zhou Junqing simply turned sideways to block her.

His turn was too sudden, Jiang Yi rushed forward, and subconsciously hugged Zhou Junqing's waist.

Wang Manqing walked quickly to the window and looked out.

"What are you looking at, hurry up and listen to me." Zhou Jun was concerned about his son's injury, and when he saw his wife suddenly go to the window, he frowned and called her anxiously.

"I seemed to see someone outside the window just now. I must have misheard."

Wang Manqing looked again cautiously, hesitating whether to close the window, and fearing that too hot would be bad for his son's wound, so he had to turn around and go back.

"Brother Zhou, your waist is so thin."

Jiang Yi realized that he was hugging Zhou Junqing, and subconsciously measured it. Afraid of being heard by Wang Manqing again, he tiptoed to Zhou Junqing's ear and said.

From the moment Zhou Junqing was embraced by Jiang Yi around his waist, he couldn't react anymore, but that's not enough, Jiang Yi still talked close to him.

The difference in height between the two made the little girl's warm breath blow towards his neck and ears when she was talking.

Zhou Junqing seldom talked to lesbians before, let alone had close contact with them. He didn't know that he couldn't touch this place. He just felt a tingling sensation when the little girl approached his ears.

This feeling was so strange that Zhou Junqing even forgot to let go of Jiang Yi, and even wanted to hold the little girl in his arms even harder.

Zhou Junqing was taken aback by this thought, and quickly let go of the little girl, steaming all over his body.

"Brother Zhou."

Jiang Yi was finally able to move around freely, and quickly expressed his gratitude to Zhou Junqing, "The last time the tailor asked you about your size, I just said it was a visual measurement. I didn't expect it to be quite accurate."

"En." Zhou Junqing responded with a hoarse voice.

The little girl who was approached was squeezed into the corner behind the tree, Zhou Junqing wanted to stick himself against the tree, there was no place to hide, so he could only try to turn his neck and ears sideways.

He was a little afraid of the tingling feeling just now, and he was even more afraid of letting the little girl know his reaction.

Just when the doctor's voice came from the window, Jiang Yi was instantly drawn away, but Zhou Junqing occupied the best "watching position".

Jiang Yi had no choice but to grab his arm and climb on his body, looking inside from his shoulder.

"Any reaction?"

"So, isn't there such a thing?"

Wang Manqing and Zhou Juntong stared closely, seeing the embarrassment on his son's face, distressed and anxious, but they still had to ask, "Old Yang, tell me the truth, what is going on with my son?"

Yang Ming is the director of the urology department. He has known Zhou Juntong for a long time, and he also knows that Zhou Ningyan is the only one in his family, but no matter how sympathetic he is, he has to say what he needs to say.

He shook his head: "You also know that I went to Beijing Hospital for advanced studies. Not to mention how high my level is, but at least City B can surpass me by a few. I also showed the film to a few colleagues. Rather, this situation...you guys Why don't you see a doctor."

Wang Manqing shook her whole body, tears fell instantly, she rushed over and grabbed Yang Ming tightly:

"Old Yang, Lao Yang, please show me again, why can't it work? My son, my son was kicked. Isn't it normal for young men to fight? Why is it so serious?"

At the end of Wang Manqing's speech, she couldn't help crying, covering her mouth and crying.

Zhou Juntong also seemed to be ten years older all of a sudden.

Yang Ming's meaning is very clear. With their current level, they can't cure Zhou Ningyan, but with some old Chinese medicine methods, maybe they can give it a try.

He took a deep breath, and asked with red eyes: "Old Yang, you are an expert in this field, can you recommend a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine?"

Yang Ming was also very attentive, thought for a while and said:

"Indeed, there is a real person. There was a family of traditional Chinese medicine in city B in the early years, but you also know that the situation in those few years was a bit complicated. Later, the heirs of their family heard that they were invited to the capital. Zhu Yunxi has the best medical skills in Yunzi's generation, and Ning Yan said that in this situation, ordinary Chinese medicine is probably useless."

Zhu Yunxi!

Jiang Yi suddenly grabbed Zhou Junqing's hand with force.

Zhou Junqing was keenly aware of the little girl's reaction, and when he lowered his head, he saw the excited and emotional expression on the little girl's face.

"The capital?"

Darkness flashed across Zhou Juntong's eyes quickly, but he said gratefully on his face,

"I remember, it's called Zhu Yunxi, right? Lao Yang, thank you so much, I will treat you to dinner when the child is well."

"Why are you being polite to me, you guys discuss it and see how to find someone."

Before leaving, Yang Ming reminded again,

"I just heard from colleagues in the capital that old doctor Zhu is very famous in the capital, but most people can't invite him, and they also say that his whereabouts are uncertain. You guys, you have to worry about it."

Jiang Yi lowered his eyes slightly.

If the doctor hadn't mentioned it again, she would have never thought about it in her previous life, why her?

But now, Jiang Yi reached out and touched the longevity lock.

She always felt that, as her mother suddenly asked about the Longevity Lock, she had faintly touched some of the truth of the year?

As soon as the doctor left, Zhou Ningyan yelled:

"I don't believe it. How can I not do it? It must be a lie. Mom and Dad, go and find it for me. Just find that Zhu Yunxi."

Zhou Juntong closed the door, turned around and reprimanded:

"What are you calling? Didn't you hear your Uncle Yang say that those kind of well-known doctors of Chinese medicine are usually big shots who can invite them. Do you think it's me and your mother who are on call?"

"Dad, what am I going to do? I don't want to be a useless person!" Zhou Ningyan gasped for breath, startled and afraid that his eyes would turn red.

Zhou Juntong felt distressed again:

"Okay, your mother and I will find a way to ask someone to inquire about that Zhu Yunxi. Yang Ming is a cautious person. Since he can specifically mention it, I think that old doctor Zhu must have excellent medical skills."

"The capital?"

Wang Manqing thought of Zhou Junqing all of a sudden, and cried bitterly,

"Ning Yan could have avoided this crime. Zhou Junqing was there at the time. As long as he was willing to take action, how could Ning Yan be hurt like this?"

Zhou Juntong was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at her suddenly: "Who are you talking about? Zhou Junqing?"

"I didn't tell you?"

Wang Manqing's mind was always on her son, and she even forgot to mention such an important matter.

"Who else? Isn't it Zhou Junqing, the good son of your stepmother Xu Yasheng? If it weren't for that idiot Xu Ya who only knows to hang around your father every day, how could the Xu family and Zhou Junqing deny her?"

"A mother is stupid and cheap, and a son is inhumane. Zhou Junqing saw us Ning Yan being beaten and refused to save us!"

Jiang Yi heard Zhou Ningyan yelling in horror, and was just about to laugh out loud with satisfaction, when he suddenly heard Zhou Junqing's name.

Hearing that Wang Manqing was blaming Zhou Junqing again, she was so angry that she wanted to rush in.

"Xiao Yi."

Zhou Junqing didn't expect her reaction to be so strong, so he quickly stopped her.

Just like that, Jiang Yi still refused to give up, struggling hard:

"You let go of my brother Zhou, how dare they blame you? Shameless, Zhou Ningyan deserves to be beaten to death!"

Zhou Junqing had no choice but to keep whispering in Jiang Yi's ear, "Don't be angry", and almost half-hugged her away from the window.

Fortunately, there was no one behind the hospital, otherwise the posture of the two of them would definitely attract attention.

"Xiao Yi, I don't care what they say." Zhou Junqing used all his patience to comfort the little girl, fearing that the little girl would run back again.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yi calmed down quickly: "Brother Zhou, I have a question for you."