Someone behind him laughed, "The doctor may not like your son! I heard that he comes from a big city and is a very good doctor."
The aunt was a little unhappy when she heard that. She slapped the table and retorted: "My son is also very good. Besides, two people can't live a life based only on their faces. Some people are good-looking, but it's not enough to just eat soft food.
It’s beautiful but useless!”
When Shen Zhiyan heard the last sentence, three black lines suddenly appeared on his forehead, "Do I look like a pretty boy?"
"Like!" Su Ci burst out laughing, her eyes shifted to the man with a gloomy face, and she couldn't help but take a closer look.
Well, this face does have the potential to be a pretty face.
But Su Ci knew very well that all this was just an appearance. Some people looked handsome and handsome on the surface, but when they were cruel, they were unstoppable.
Thinking of her swollen lips from being kissed, Su Ci's cheeks turned red and she quickly looked away.
Seeing Su Ci smiling happily, Shen Zhiyan felt a little less depressed.
Forget it, just be a pretty boy.
It's not bad to make her happy and just be a pretty girl for a while.
However, some things involved a man's dignity. He leaned down to Su Ci's ear and whispered in a low voice: "I'll let you know tonight whether I am of any use."
Su Ci's cheeks heated up and she pushed him away in panic, "What are you talking about!"
At night, Shen Zhiyan saw that Su Ci was so tired that he didn't even bother to raise his eyelids. The dignity of a man, the proof... none of it mattered anymore.
He sighed helplessly and picked up the sleeping girl lying on the table.
Holding him in his arms, he couldn't help but frown.
Why is it getting lighter and lighter?
It had no weight at all before, but now it is even lighter than before. All the flesh that has been hard-earned in the past few months is gone, and the chin is also pointed.
Shen Zhiyan held Su Ci's hand tightly, feeling a little distressed.
Dean Zhang came over, looked at Su Ci who was lying in Shen Zhiyan's arms, and lowered his voice and said: "Take good care of her. She has been exhausted these two days. You can come later tomorrow. There are already many fewer patients than before.
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Shen Zhiyan nodded, glanced down at Su Ci, and asked in a low voice, "When will you go to the countryside?"
"Tomorrow evening."
"okay, I get it."
After saying that, he strode away with his long legs.
Looking at their backs, Dean Zhang sighed with emotion: "I didn't expect that he would grow so big in a blink of an eye."
"Dean, who are you talking about?" Behind him, a student suddenly appeared. He followed Dean Zhang's line of sight and looked over, only to find that there was nothing there.
"It's nothing. Let's pack up our things first and go take a rest. We have to continue working tomorrow." Dean Zhang smiled and shook his head, changing the subject.
The accident more than 20 years ago involved an illegal research experiment. This matter was classified, so only senior officials knew about it.
He met Shen Zhiyan on a rainy night seventeen years ago.
When he was sent to the laboratory, he was already dying and suffered tremendous torture, but he still remained silent.
At that time, he was secretly amazed and felt that this child had great endurance, so he had been quietly paying attention to his news over the years.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, seventeen years have passed and he has kidnapped his most beloved disciple.
How unpredictable things are!
Back at the hotel, Shen Zhiyan put Su Ci on the soft bed, took off her shoes, held her white and tender feet in his broad palms, and couldn't help but frown.
Why is it so cold?
He thought about it carefully and found that Su Ci seemed to be so cold all the time.
Even on a hot summer day, she hardly sweats.
This is not normal.
Shen Zhiyan put Su Ci's little feet into the quilt, tucked the quilt in, stood up and left the hotel room.
Lu Mingchen has been particularly agitated in recent days. He finally found a shooting location and a pure natural scenic area, but now... everything has come to nothing.
Not only that, several actors were injured and are still recovering.
Especially Qiao Jingjing, she is his designated number three female, and she is the person she can find who best fits the character's setting.
But now, Qiao Jingjing's legs are not getting better one day, so he can't shoot these scenes.
He sat at his desk, looking at the screen of his laptop, lost in thought, a little overwhelmed, and even began to feel a little confused.
What should he do?
Give up?
As soon as this thought came to my mind, my head started to hurt.
Lu Mingchen scratched his head frantically and closed the computer in annoyance.
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Lu Mingchen put on his shoes and walked towards the door.
Who would be here at such a late hour? Could it be the family members of the injured crew members seeking revenge?
With a sudden thump in his heart, Lu Mingchen carefully walked to the door, put his ear to it and listened.
After making sure there were no strange sounds, he slowly turned the door handle.
The door was opened, Shen Zhiyan looked at the people in the room with a calm expression, raised his hand holding two bottles of wine, "Drink some?"
Lu Mingchen stared at Shen Zhiyan for a long time, making sure that he had not been transferred, then turned sideways and let him in.
"Why do you want to drink with me? It seems that you and I haven't gotten to know each other well enough to drink in the same room at night, right?"
Shen Zhiyan chuckled, bent over and sat on the sofa, and placed two bottles of fine red wine on the coffee table.
He asked someone to investigate and found that Lu Mingchen was not only a drama addict, but also an alcoholic. He liked all kinds of red wine the most.
"I came to you today to ask something."
Lu Mingchen took out two clean glasses and a decanter from the side, opened the red wine, poured it into the decanter, and then sat down opposite Shen Zhiyan.
"What's up?"
Shen Zhiyan pursed his thin lips, slowly raised his eyes, and stared at the man in front of him, "Porcelain treasure... the poison in his body is different from mine."
Lu Mingchen's hand in pouring the wine paused slightly, and then sneered, "Second Master Shen keeps saying you care about Ci Ci, but you didn't even notice that she was poisoned. How ironic."
Shen Zhiyan lowered his eyes, his hands on his knees were slightly clenched into fists, and there was a faint sting in his heart.
Lu Mingchen was right, Su Ci was a good wife, but he was not a good husband.
He didn't even know that his wife was poisoned, and he didn't even have time to ask her whether it hurt when the poison struck her, whether she was in pain, and what kind of symptoms she had.
He had always felt that Su Ci's body was cooler than ordinary people, but he only thought it was a physical problem.
It wasn't until just now that he realized that there were traces of everything, but he had subconsciously ignored it.
"I'm sorry, I know so little about Su Ci. I always thought that she didn't want to talk and I didn't want to force her. After all, everyone needs their own independent space... But I didn't expect..."
Lu Mingchen chuckled, shook his head slowly, and began to talk about Su Ci's childhood.