My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Shi Jin tilted his head, just enough to kiss the corner of her lips, he pecked: "When Qin Mingli fell from the building, she knocked on the door of my room."

Jiang Jiusheng never imagined that the proof of Wen Shihao's absence would be Shi Jin. She turned around, stood facing Shi Jin, and looked up at him leisurely: "It's so late, what is she looking for you for?"

His tone was clearly annoyed.

That woman Wen Shihao was too unconscious, she was already a married woman, and she went to see Shi Jin at night, so she deserved a beating.

"Not sure, but," Shi Jin paused.

Jiang Jiusheng raised his eyebrows: "But what?"

"She wears perfume," Shi Jin thought, and said, "Maybe it's to seduce me."

What maybe, is clear!

It's no wonder that Wen Shi was so shameless that she didn't tell the truth, she went to seduce people at night, how could she have the nerve to say so.

Jiang Jiusheng stood on tiptoe, poked Shi Jin's face with his finger, and poked it again. He pressed his finger on his face and didn't move away, pretending to be angry: "Why does my doctor Shi Jin attract people like this?"

Shi Jin grabbed her hand, put it in his mouth, sucked it lightly, and deliberately teased it with the tip of his tongue before letting go: "Well, blame me."

She smiled, took a step back, didn't give hugs, didn't give kisses, and looked at him with arms folded: "Then what did you tell her?"

Shi Jin walked over, put his arms around her waist, and pulled her back into his arms: "The perfume is too strong, stay away from me."

Hmm, so cute.

Jiang Jiusheng was happy, put his arms around Shi Jin, raised his head and joked with a smile: "Yesterday, Mo Bing also helped me get a perfume endorsement. I will try it first, so you also have to stay away from me?"

Shi Jin didn't want to: "No." He moved forward, put his chin on her shoulder, and sniffed vigorously, "Come closer, I'll get used to the smell of your perfume on me."

As he spoke, he hugged her tightly, rubbed his face against her neck, and licked her from time to time.

This movement may have been learned from Bomei. When Bomei acted like a baby, Jiang Jiusheng was tickled by him and wanted to hide, but he refused to let her. He leaned over to kiss her, pecking her.

When Pomeranian pleases people, it's the same...

Jiang Jiusheng couldn't help laughing, stepped back on tiptoes, and asked him something: "Is 'Jiang Jiusheng' next door still in a coma?"

"Well, I gave her some medicine, and she won't wake up for a while."

He didn't want to talk about other people, so he picked her up directly, put her on the bed, and kissed her tirelessly, starting from the forehead, his patience was beyond words...

The next day, Mo Bing came to the hospital.

In order to avoid people's eyes and ears, it is difficult for her to wrap up a manager tightly, take off the mask and scarf: "There is good news and bad news, which one should I listen to first?"

Halfway through the lyrics, Jiang Jiusheng put down the pen: "Bad news."

"Next week for the film festival, you will go abroad for a few days, and the Qin family is in chaos. The doctor at your house should not be able to leave, and may not be able to accompany you."

Bad news indeed.

Jiang Jiusheng frowned: "Is there any good news?"

Mo Bing smiled, and lay on Jiang Jiusheng's bed that didn't look like a hospital bed: "The good news is that you have been shortlisted for Best Supporting Actress for the Golden Bear, so that's why you're going to the film festival."

Her debut work was shortlisted for an international award, which can be regarded as a watershed for Jiang Jiusheng's acting career. At least, her label is no longer a popular actor, but a powerful actor.

There was no joy on Jiang Jiusheng's face: "Can I not attend?" She was still pretending to be sick and couldn't be on camera.

Without thinking, Mo Bing shook his head: "It's best not to be absent. Your first film was nominated for a grand prize. If you don't go, the Berlin Film Festival may blacklist you."

Leaving aside the blacklist, this bad reputation of playing big names will definitely not escape.

Jiang Jiusheng frowned and thought: "I'll give you an answer tonight."

It is estimated that this husband-loving maniac will have to consult Shi Jin's opinion. The husband-slave attribute is too strong, and Mo Bing is too lazy to say to her: "Okay, I will not interfere with you, but, as your manager, I suggest that you not be absent."

Jiang Jiusheng nodded: "Mo Bing."

"Um?"

She had something to say, but stopped talking.

Mo Bing sat up from the hospital bed, took an apple from the cabinet, and took a bite: "What are you hesitating about? Talk if you have something to say."

"Lin Anzhi was hospitalized with a perforated stomach."

The apple in Mo Bing's hand rolled to the ground. She was stunned for a moment, then picked it up as if nothing had happened, wiped it with a tissue, and took another bite: "Oh, really?"

She downplayed it and stopped talking about it, as if it didn't matter.

Ten minutes later, Mo Bing left, saying that the company still had something to do and that she would not disturb Jiang Jiusheng's creation. When she left, she was restless. Tianbei Hospital is very large, plus the inpatient department, there are many buildings, if you are not familiar with it, it is easy to get lost. Because of the relationship between Shi Jin and Jiang Jiusheng, Mo Bing came to Tianbei frequently, and he should be familiar with the way, but went around in circles.

Stopping and walking, turning around, she still stood in front of Lin Anzhi's ward. It was as if she had been possessed by an evil spirit. There was no one else in the ward, and there was no fruit basket or fresh flowers.

She stood for a while, opened the door and went in.

Lin Anzhi lay on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, fell asleep, but slept unsteadily, his brows were tightly furrowed, his lips were light colored, drawn into a stiff line, his cheekbones were a little prominent, his cheeks were thin and pale .

He lay there alone, looking lonely.

Mo Bing approached and looked at his face through the sunlight outside the window.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes collided. He was in a daze for a long time, and called her, "Mo Bing."

Mo Bing responded softly: "Yes."

"I dreamed of you again."

Whispering in a low voice, he pulled the corners of his mouth, smiled, closed his eyes, and fell asleep again.

He thought it was a dream.

The sunlight leaked in and hit his face, his skin was white and transparent, his long eyelashes drooped quietly, and gradually, his frowning brows loosened.

Mo Bing cursed in a low voice: "Fool."

She stretched out her hand, covering the dazzling light in front of his eyes.

Near noon, the sun is at its strongest.

In the intensive care unit 721, the ECG monitor was beeping rhythmically, and the sun was shining on the hospital bed. Zhang got up from the chair and half closed the curtains.

The door opened, and Qin Mingzhu came in, wearing a team uniform and a baseball jacket, with the team's logo embroidered on the right chest.

Zhang looked back, and frowned dissatisfiedly: "Why are you here now?"

His hair was disheveled, as if he hadn't woken up, he raised his hand and stroked it casually, and said, "I'm lost."

Mrs. Zhang glanced at his dyed hair of grandma gray, her brows were further frowned, and her tone was clearly displeased: "How old you are, you can still get lost."

Qin Mingzhu didn't answer the call, pulled a chair and sat down, lowered her head, and looked at the phone screen.

This look of indifference made Zhang Shi furious, and grabbed his mobile phone: "What time is it, you still have the mood to play games!"

He raised his head, and his eyes, which were always lazy, became clearer: "Why didn't I?"

Zhang's face was flushed by his words: "Your brother is still lying on the hospital bed, so you don't care at all?"

Unhurriedly, he withdrew the phone from Zhang's hand and corrected: "My brother is Shi Jin."

Shi Jin's two words completely exhausted Zhang's patience: "You are a picky eater, do you really think that Shi Jin treats you as a brother? Don't think too far, your brother has fallen, and he will deal with you next. "

Qin Mingzhu had no expression on her face, her complexion was fair, and the corners of her mouth were pursed, looking aloof and indifferent.

"Finished?" He stood up, "I'm going back after I finished talking, and there is still training."

If it wasn't for Zhang's threats and annoying, he would definitely not be able to come this trip.

"Training and training, you know about training every day!" Zhang held back her anger, "You are not young, it's time to calm down, break up with the club, what's the future of playing games, come back to help your brother, now he is lying in bed There is nothing that can be done in the hospital, Shi Jin will definitely take advantage of it, talk to your father and arrange for you to enter the Qin family first."

Speaking the truth is a matter of course, not a discussion, but an order.

Qin Mingzhu pursed her lips, the dimple on her left cheek was shallow, her voice was soft but cold: "I'm not interested."

Zhang's righteous words: "I am your mother, can I still harm you? You listen to me, find a way to enter the company, and take your brother's seat first—"

He interrupted, his always sleepy eyes were scorchingly bright: "Think of me now?"

After more than twenty years of abandonment, when I think of it, I wave my hand, thinking he is a dog?

Zhang choked, her complexion was not very good, she eased the eagerness in her eyes, and she softened her tone: "I ignored you before, but there is nothing you can do about it. Your father is very suspicious, and he guards against thieves." Looking at our eldest family, we can't do anything blatantly, you and your brother and I can only take care of one, and it is impossible for your father to let you two brothers be in power at the same time, it is my mother's fault that the bowl of water is uneven." As soon as the subject changed, Zhang's tone was a bit strong, "But no matter what, you are my son, and I did so much for the benefit of your brothers. Just listen to me once, and go back to Qin's house first, and let your father take care of the clubhouse. Leave it to you, if you leave it all to Shi Jin, you brothers will be finished, he is cruel and will not show mercy."

She didn't ask him to fight, but she asked him to stand up for Qin Ming.

After all these years, she still hasn't changed a bit.

Qin Mingzhu was standing facing the sun outside the window. The light made his complexion white, with a sickness that he had not seen the sun all year round. The broken hair on his forehead slightly covered his eyes, and the light grayish white dyed his dark eyes a little white. , seemed unusually indifferent.

"Maybe you haven't raised me for a day, so you don't know me. I grew up with Brother Six, and he taught me how to behave. I'm just like him, ruthless. So, what will happen to you and Qin Mingli?" , I don't care at all, and don't point me to help you fight for power." He is tall and can't stand upright. When he looks at Zhang, he is still condescending, like an independent teenager, separated from the distance, " Sixth brother promised me that no matter what the situation is, he will leave you with a leeway, just treat me as a repayment of your kindness, and you have no kindness to me, so don't think that I will be a dutiful son and stand in for you. "

Maybe the Qin family was born with ruthlessness and ungratefulness, and he really didn't have any affection for this mother, let alone Qin Mingli. It's ridiculous to talk about the deep love between mother and child when they are born but not raised.

Zhang's mouth was tongue-tied.

He put the phone back into his pocket: "I'm done talking, don't ask me to come out, let alone go to the club, I'm very busy."

After speaking, he turned his head and left.

Zhang stopped loudly: "Qin Mingzhu!" She jumped into a rage, her eyes were full of flames, "If you just leave like this, I will treat you as my son."

Qin Mingzhu turned her head back, with laziness and tiredness in her eyes: "Didn't you throw me away when I was four years old?"

Zhang Shi was speechless for a moment.

Outside the ward, the corridor is very long.

Qin Mingzhu went back and forth a few times, but couldn't find the elevator entrance. He impatiently grabbed a handful of hair, and his grandma's ashes were messed up by him. He stopped, thinking about the formula taught by Dafei: go north, go south, left west , right east...

So, where is the east side?

He was in distress when, at the corner, a woman with her head bowed bumped into him.

He was knocked back a few steps, raised his head, and his furrowed brows suddenly loosened.

The other party still bowed his head and said, "Sorry."

After apologizing, she walked around and walked on, lost and aimless.

Qin Mingzhu turned her head and said, "Look at the road."

She was slightly stunned, and turned around: "It's you."

It is you.

Mo Bing.

He was holding the phone in one hand and pocket in the other, looking lazy, the hair on the back of his head was curled up, his eyes were slightly squinted by the sunlight leaking in from outside the house: "Well, it's me. "

Mo Bing nodded politely. There was nothing to talk about, so she said, "Goodbye."

Then she turned and left.

Behind her, Qin Mingzhu's voice was a little soft, and her eyes were misty, as if she hadn't woken up: "I'm lost, can you take me for a ride?"

This person must get lost when he goes out.

Mo Bing said yes, and asked him, "Where are you going?"

The corners of his lips were curled up in a happy mood, and the corners of his eyes were raised. Like the unruly hair on the back of his head, there was a kind of unassuming arrogance: "Heart surgery."

Mo Bing turned around and walked in front: "Come with me."

"Okay." He followed.

From the inpatient department to the cardiac surgery department, there are three buildings separated by an aerial corridor, just pass through.

There was nothing to talk about, Mo Bing chatted casually: "Why don't you come out together?" After finishing speaking, she added a reason, "You are such a serious road idiot."

Qin Mingzhu lowered her head, her eyelashes trembled twice, as if she was struggling, and she said after a long time: "I don't have a girlfriend."

Mo Bing laughed: "I mean your teammates."

Will be wrong, he scratched his hair annoyed: "I don't want to trouble others."

Mo Bing glanced back at him, a boy in his early twenties, clean and pure, like a piece of uncarved jade, a boy of this age should be full of vigor.

She joked casually: "then quickly find a girlfriend."

Qin Mingzhu raised her head abruptly, and almost blurted out: "What do you think of me?"

She stopped suddenly.

Unprepared, she said what was on her mind in such a reckless manner, without careful preparation, and without the right time and place, Qin Mingzhu bit her lip hard, feeling extremely remorseful, but the bottom of her heart had already been spoken, and there was no way to avoid it , he raised his head, met her gaze, and looked straight at her.

After all, young, free and easy, not twitchy.

Mo Bing, on the other hand, was a little caught off guard. After a long pause, he calmed down a little and asked him, "Are you serious?"

He nodded without hesitation: "Yes."

In the pupils that have always been sleepless, the radiance is astonishingly bright.

Such a good boy should be treated kindly.

Mo Bing thought for a long time, and said in a serious and solemn tone, "Then I will answer you seriously." She said seriously, "I'm sorry."

She is straightforward, she is not a procrastination person, although she is a little caught off guard.

She looked very calm, and said in a slow tone, "I don't know you, just like you don't know me, we just met a few times."

He stood there, a little at a loss, his eyelashes drooping slowly, the dark shadows covered the light in his eyes, his hands seemed not to know where to put them, they were frozen and motionless, and after a long silence, he raised his head and said in a soft voice: "Then Can you understand it slowly?"

The tone is so sincere and sincere that people can't refuse.

Mo Bing did not hesitate, but shook his head: "You are still young, and you will meet a girl who has the strength to respond to you in the future." She smiled at him, trying to relax, "I have no strength."

She can't protect herself, how can she drag people into the water again.

Qin Mingzhu stood with the backlight, looked at her quietly, focused her eyes, pursed her lips, and asked her for a long time, "Is it because of that person?"

He knew that she had someone she loved deeply.

On New Year's Eve last year, in the snow, he heard her whispering to that person with his own ears. It was completely different from her usual appearance, with soft light in her eyes.

He has never loved anyone desperately, and he doesn't know how unforgettable it will be.

Mo Bing smiled, with gentle eyes: "Yes, I have already met someone who made me do my best. Maybe I am lazy, and I can't give much energy to others." She stopped laughing and looked at him seriously. The tone was cautious, "I'm sorry, I said such merciless words to you, I hope you can meet someone who can do your best for you in the future."

That person will not be her.

It's better to be ruthless, before the love is deep, before the bones are broken, before the end of the day, she is already covered with bruises, and she can no longer affect others, and burning vigorously once is enough for a lifetime Already, love doesn't move anymore.

"No need to be sorry." His lips were bitten red, he licked his tense and dry lips, his eyes were a little dim, but he was firm, and he said seriously, "You are fine."

In fact, he doesn't know what he likes about her, he just thinks that she is a very good person.

It was because he was late and didn't meet her and walk to her before she was exhausted.

"The Cardiac Surgery Department is ahead, so I won't see you off." Mo Bing smiled, turned around, and waved her hand smartly, "Goodbye."

Crisp, tough, not muddy, but soft-hearted.

She is such a person.

Qin Mingzhu stood in the sun for a long time before looking away, a little regretful, a little annoyed, not reconciled, but also powerless, feeling sad and uncomfortable.

He took out his mobile phone and called his jungler Da Fei: "Queue with me."

When you are irritable, playing games is just right.

Da Fei was obviously not happy, and was just waving: "My young mistress, after a long vacation, will it allow me to survive for a day?"

Who wants to double row with him! Playing a game is like Rush.

Suddenly, Qin Mingzhu said, "I'm broken in love."

"Ah?" Da Fei was stunned, scratching his head, not quite convinced, "When did you fall in love?"

Qin Mingzhu tugged at the bangs that blocked her view, brushed her hair back, buttoned the sweater hat inside the baseball jacket, walked forward with her head down, and said, "I don't know." It was first love."

first love?

Depend on!

Dafei felt sour in his heart: "We clearly agreed that we would only be each other's angels and marry Youyou together, but you actually have a secret affair with Dou Chukai. On behalf of my teammates, I despise you together with Youyou."

Qin Mingzhu squinted her eyes, very irritable: "Get lost!"

Listen to the tone, the mood is very bad.

As the team's nanny and jungler, Da Fei felt that he still needed to comfort him. He said earnestly and earnestly: "Brother, don't be sad, who didn't love a few scumbags when they were young, look forward, don't be discouraged, don't give up Be discouraged, you will encounter more scum, just get used to it.”

For a bowl of poisonous chicken soup, Da Fei should do it first as a respect.

Qin Mingzhu stopped, frowning tightly, and her mood exploded: "She is a good person, if she talks nonsense, I will kill you alone."

Big fly:"……"

In the end, Qin Mingzhu spent an afternoon playing with her mobile phone in Shi Jin's office before going back. During this period, Da Fei was rubbed on the ground by him many times, turning over and over to kill, what a miserable death.

Shi Jin had an operation in the afternoon, which ended at five o'clock.

Stained with blood in the operating room, he washed up before going to Jiang Jiusheng's place. She was waiting for him and said, "Next week, I will be shortlisted for the Best Supporting Actress for the Golden Bear Awards."

Shi Jin closed the door: "Are you going to Berlin?"

She shook her head, sitting on the recliner beside the hospital bed, wearing a blue plaid hospital gown, and a long knitted cardigan over it, apricot pink, which made her complexion very fair.

"We need to find a reasonable excuse to be absent." She said, "I'm still 'seriously ill' and can't appear on the screen." She thought, should I just pretend to be sick and tell the organizer that I can't afford it.

Shi Jin walked over and squatted in front of her knees: "What day is the film festival?"

"Thursday."

Shi Jin said, "You don't need to be absent." Jiang Jiusheng didn't understand what he meant, and he slowly explained, "You're going to Berlin, and we're finishing up here, it doesn't matter if you appear on camera on Thursday, I will arrange your itinerary, it doesn't matter if you're not in Jiangbei , The Qin family is in chaos, so I don't feel at ease if you stay by my side."

She didn't ask too much, and said yes, let him arrange it.

At this time, someone knocked on the door.

"Doctor Shi."

It's head nurse Liu from the Department of Cardiac Surgery.

Shi Jin got up and went to open the door: "What's the matter?"

Head nurse Liu didn't go in, but stood at the door, looked around, saw no one, and whispered: "The patient in the intensive care unit 721 became conscious just now."

After Shi Jin thanked him, he closed the door and returned to Jiang Jiusheng's side.

She asked, "What's wrong?"

The sun was setting in the west, the days in winter were short, it was already dark outside the window, and it was a bit chilly, Shi Jin got up to get her a coat and put it on her shoulders: "Qin Mingli may be waking up."

"Then the murderer should be in a hurry." Jiang Jiusheng thought for a while and asked Shi Jin, "Is it Su Fu?"

The murderer was not Wen Shihao, Qin Xing and Zhang Shi had no motive, Su Fu was the most likely.

Shi Jin was noncommittal, sitting at the end of the bed, bent over to look at her, and asked, "Why do you think so?" He didn't tell her much about the ins and outs of this case.

Jiang Jiusheng narrowed his peach blossom eyes, the corners of which were bent, like a half-circle moon, and the eyes seemed to hold a pool of clear spring, bright and clear.

She spoke eloquently, speaking at an unhurried pace: "At the beginning, Su Fu released the news of your cooperation with the police to Qin Mingli. From what I know about you, you will probably treat others in the same way. It just so happens that you have Su Fu's handle in your hand. Qin Xing just handed over the Qin family to you not long ago. It is inconvenient for you to eradicate dissidents as soon as you take office. Send it to Qin Mingli, and in this way, whether you use Su Fu's knife to kill Qin Mingli or use Qin Mingli's knife to kill Su Fu, you will benefit in the end." After a long speech, she took a breath and her throat Rolling away, looking at Shi Jin with a smile, "Am I guessing right?"

Shi Jin said that he threw a piece of meat for their dogs to bite dogs. If she guessed right, it should be Su Fu's fault.

He smiled: "That's right." Leaning closer, he touched her forehead with his forehead, and praised without hesitation, "Why are you so smart?"

Not bad at all, she guessed all his thoughts.

Fortunately, she is his person, obedient and obedient, otherwise, she is so smart, he would never be able to beat her, at least, when he encounters her, he will be confused.

Jiang Jiusheng replied politely: "Because it's your girlfriend, IQ must match yours."

Shi Jin was delighted by her words, and kissed her hard on the face.

"So, Su Fu has a better skill, and he attacked Qin Mingli?" Su Fu's handle was in Qin Mingli's hands. Either Su Fu killed people to silence him, or Qin Mingli took the opportunity to turn around. It was obvious that Qin Mingli was lying in the hospital, completely defeated.

Shi Jin nodded: "Yes."

Jiang Jiusheng still has another question: "Then her alibi is fake?"

"It's true." Seeing her curiosity, Shi Jin continued to explain, "If she wants to attack Qin Ming, she doesn't need to do it herself."

If you don't do it yourself, if you want to kill people, there is only one way, to kill people with a knife.

Su Fu that treacherous fox.

"Since her alibi is true, then," Jiang Jiusheng paused.

Su Fu's statement, in addition to proving that he was not present, also proved for a person.

She knew, and looked at Shi Jin: "The murderer is Qin Wu."

"Well, it's him."

This makes sense, why Su Fu had an alibi, and why Su Fu had to give false testimony for Qin Yunliang, Jiang Jiusheng thought, Su Fu must have given Qin Yunliang's handle to Qin Mingli, and then, with his help A knife to eliminate future troubles.

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There is another update, very late, around midnight, don't watch it, watch it tomorrow morning.

After much deliberation, Mo Bing is always like this kind of person, he is straightforward, and he lives up to his youth and lives up to others.

For the three of Lin Mo and Mingzhu, I don’t have a script, so I write according to the characters’ personalities.