Because there were outsiders just now, both Song Wanxing and Jin Ze did not break the relationship between the two people.
But now it's just the two of them, so there's no need for restraint.
Song Wanxing said very seriously at this moment, "I actually thought just now that your surgeons' hands are very precious and cannot be hurt." My skin is rough and my flesh is thick. It doesn't matter if I cut my arm."
"Have you ever thought that if Qian Cong's father's hand had been more accurate, you would now be lying in the operating room instead of sitting in the consulting room?" Jin Ze's words, although it sounds a little scary, but very true.
Song Wanxing really... Did not expect that layer, he said, back cold sweat rose.
She looked at her arms, which were tied up very neatly, and after a while said: "We are husband and wife, although we are married by agreement, there is no emotional basis." But I can't stand to see you hurt, ah, husband and wife are birds in the same forest, but I don't like to fly apart when disaster comes."
In Song Wanxing's cognition, since they are now licensed, they are legal husband and wife.
Both prosper and lose.
At least for the duration, her conscience must be clear.
Jin Ze was almost touched by her words, especially after the desperate effort she had made to shield him earlier.
But I can't get the image of her getting into that Bugatti Veyron out of my head.
For a time she can not tell Song evening star in the end is really to save him, or deliberately to come so, just to let him be moved.
Jin Ze felt that he was also quite outrageous, and began to speculate on the mind of the agreement to marry the object.
What's more, he actually asked for the first time: "Why are you in the hospital, aren't you going to consult with that autistic child?"
Mentioning this, Song Wanxing remembered that he had not thanked Fu Jingxing for sending him over, and said: "Yes, today Xiaobao trusts me a little." But knowing that Qian Cong was in serious condition, I rushed here. If Xiao Bao's brother hadn't sent me, I wouldn't have come so soon."
If he hadn't come so soon, he probably wouldn't have caught Qian Cong's father holding a knife to Jin Ze's neck.
"Speaking of which, I made a joke this morning. The sports car driven by Xiao Bao's brother is so flashy that I don't even know how to open the car door, and I have to ask him to open it for me." Song Wanxing told Jin Ze the morning episode as a joke.
Little did he know that Jin Ze, hearing this, raised his brow slightly.
So, it wasn't the guy who got out of the car to open the door for her, it was the guy who didn't.
Song Wanxing once again joked: "That car, it looks very advanced, I think it should not be cheap." But the comfort was so bad that I felt my back break sitting in it. Besides, what are the people on the road looking at? It's too ostentatious. I prefer a car that's discreet and comfortable."
Jin Ze raised the corners of his mouth in a slight curve.
Good. Just as much as he hates fancy sports cars.
Therefore, it was not the next object that Song Wanxing was looking for, but the brother of the autistic child.
Song Wanxing had no idea of Jin Ze's inner world at this time, and said, "But I don't need to take it anymore. Xiao Bao's brother asked me to take a taxi and return by myself, and he will also reimburse the fare, so that I can save the time on the road and enlighten Xiao Bao more."
Jin Ze nodded with satisfaction.