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Jiang Zhuo¡¯s eyes were very red and he stayed up all night on the plane: ¡°I¡¯m sorry, Zhaoli.¡±
He blames himself very much.
But Qin Zhaoli didn't feel aggrieved at all: "What are you sorry for? The doctor told you that I have a terminal illness?" She didn't want him to be sad, so she deliberately changed the topic and talked seriously, "How much time do I have? Tell me, I can bear it. .¡±
Jiang Zhuo immediately stopped her unlucky words sternly: "Don't talk nonsense."
Qin Zhaoli smiled: "Isn't it a terminal illness?"
"It's just a cold."
"That's enough, what's there to be sorry for" She took her hand out of the quilt, her fingers playfully jumped twice, and jumped on the back of his hand. She rubbed his skin with her fingertips and couldn't put it down: "And you're here, aren't you?"
She still had a needle stuck in her hand. Jiang Zhuo grabbed her hand and stopped her from moving. He lowered his head and kissed her fingers.
My hands are itchy and my heart is itching.
Qin Zhaoli asked: "Did you tell your teacher when you came back?"
"I can't ask for leave." Jiang Zhuo said, "I didn't tell you until I arrived."
He was too anxious at the time and didn¡¯t ask for leave. He didn¡¯t even say hello. He went directly to the airport and bought the fastest ticket. When he got off the plane, the school teacher called him.
"How can you kill first and tell later?" Qin Zhaoli sat up, "What if he takes back the recommendation quota?"
She checked the information and found that the people Jiang Zhuo will be collaborating with this time are all well-known foreign musicians. If the recording goes well, when the album comes out, Jiang Zhuo will definitely become famous in the foreign music field.
If you miss this opportunity
There was no rush on his face: "I was anxious at the time and didn't think much about it."
¡ª¡ªLove brain is a real hammer.
"Then is your teacher angry?"
"No."
His mentor, Mr. Bert, is a very reasonable person.
"He asked me if something happened?"
"What did you say?" If it were Qin Zhaoli, it would definitely be serious, and it would be best to see him for the last time.
¡°I said someone in my family was sick, so he gave me three days off and I would start training again when I got back.¡±
It¡¯s good that the recommended quota has not been taken back.
Qin Zhaoli breathed a sigh of relief. Her place was saved. She was in the mood to tease him and deliberately teased him: "Family member?"
Jiang Zhuo¡¯s eyes drifted away: ¡°Yeah.¡±
Qin Zhaoli just followed him with his eyes: "Who is at home?"
The tip of his nose was a little red, whether from cold or shame. He didn't answer her teasing words and touched her forehead with the back of his hand.
Her fever has gone away.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"
Qin Zhaoli shook his head. His face was a little pale, but his eyes were "vibrant" and he could drive at high speeds: "It's nothing. I'll be discharged from the hospital later."
Jiang Zhuo tucked up his quilt: "There is no rush to leave the hospital."
Qin Zhaoli was very anxious: "Why are you not in a hurry? You only have three days off. Three days is not enough for us to be gentle."
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The nurse who came in happened to hear this sentence. In order to avoid embarrassment, she pretended to cough twice: "Ahem, the dressing has to be changed." So fierce, Mr. Qin.
Jiang Zhuo stood up and moved out of the way: "It's troublesome."
The nurse was surprised when she saw his face: "Are you Jiang Zhuo?"
"I am."
After Jiang Zhuo won the Michael Fisher Award, he gained a certain reputation in China. Ordinary people may not know him, but people who pay attention to music must have heard of him or seen his performance. After all, he won the award. The youngest winner.
The nurse was distracted while changing the dressing: "Can you sign your name for me?"
"Can."
Qin Zhaoli is staring at death.
The nurse did not look at her and was still talking to Jiang Zhuo enthusiastically: "I have seen your performance videos online. My daughter also studies cello. She said you play particularly well."
Qin Zhaoli hummed in his heart: Of course, otherwise, can he win a prize?
Jiang Zhuo politely replied: "Thank you."
The nurse then looked at Qin Zhaoli: I wonder what the relationship between Mr. Qin and this young musician is¡ª¡ª
Jiang Zhuo took the initiative to introduce: "This is my fianc¨¦e."
Qin Zhaoli gave the nurse a dignified and generous smile "like a musician's wife".
Your Mr. Qin is your Mr. Qin.
After the nurse finished changing the medicine and left, Qin Zhaoli stretched out his hand and pulled Jiang Zhuo to the bedside: "When did I become your fianc¨¦e?"
Didn¡¯t she ask him just now? Who is she from his family?
This is his answer.
"You promised me," he looked at her with bright eyes, with the most fervent and straightforward expectations, but also with still uncertain caution, "you will marry me when I reach the legal age."
¡°Unfortunately, the doctor came in just at this time.
Qin Zhaoli asked: "Doctor, can I be discharged from the hospital?"
"It's OK after the IV drip is finished."
The doctor came over and asked a few questions before leaving.
The door closed and the ward became quiet again.
When he didn't get a response in time, Jiang Zhuo squeezed Qin Zhaoli's hand and couldn't help but exert more force: "Have you regretted it?" He asked more carefully, "About the marriage."
He feels so insecure.
Qin Zhaoli couldn't help but reflect: Didn't she behave like a wolf and a tiger enough?
She pulled him over like a wolf and hugged him: "I don't regret it."
Jiang Zhuo smiled and rubbed her chin: "Then you will be my fianc¨¦e."
Qin Zhaoli finished the intravenous drip at around five o'clock, and it was almost six o'clock when he got home.
"Is there anything you want to eat? I'll cook it for you."
She lay on the sofa and didn't want to move. She held his hand and didn't let go. She smiled with her eyes narrowed and teased him to drive at high speed: "I want to eat you, can you do it?"
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No matter how many wolves are on the bed, Jiang Zhuo is always shy when he gets out of bed. His face was very red. Although he was embarrassed, he would never refuse Qin Zhaoli, except for the request of not wearing a condom.
"You have to eat first."
The implication is that I will cook it after eating.
Qin Zhaoli was not interested in eating: "Let's have some porridge."
When Jiang Zhuo went to the kitchen, she followed him like a little tail.
"Hey." She sighed.
He was washing rice: "What's wrong?"
"I want to kiss, but I can't." She sniffed, "I have a cold and it will be passed on to you."
"It doesn't matter if you are infected."
Jiang Zhuo turned off the water and dried his hands. There was a simple home bar in the living room connected to the kitchen. He picked her up and put her on it, then raised his head and kissed her.
She taught him his kissing skills, and he has her style, which is deep, domineering, and direct.
PS: A reader reminded me that the name of Rong Li¡¯s daughter, Yue Bai, has the same name as that in the Yandere book, so I would like to declare that Qi Yue Bai will be replaced by Qi Shi Yue (her nickname is Xiao Shi). (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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