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Jiang Qi broke the jar, and the woman just smiled at Ye Jingtang's expression, but it was a pity that the smile was hollow and hopeless.

She whispered softly.

"Yeah, Ye Jingtang, you are cruel, what can't you do?"

Ye Jingtang frowned at Jiang Qi's eyes. He didn't like Jiang Qi's dying look, facing Han Didn’t this woman still smile happily when she let her?

"Don't pretend to be so aggrieved." Ye Jingtang smiled fiercely, "Jiang Qi, I have seen how ugly you are."

Jiang Qi didn't say a word, just closed his eyes and didn't look at Ye. Horrified.

She feels that people have feelings. She went forward for him, carrying insults, but he kicked her easily, and later caught her back when she was about to escape. What does he think of as her?

A toy?

A toy that can vent your desires at will?

There are so many women in the world, why alone refused to let her go? !

Later, Ye Jingtang was angry at Jiang Qi's resistance. Seeing her like this, he desperately wanted to show her another expression. Jiang Qi was unable to withstand his plunder, and the woman cried under him, like a needle. Like Ye Jingtang's heart.

When it was over, the man got up, Jiang Qi shrank himself into a circle, all traces left by Ye Jingtang on his body, a blue and purple mess.

Ye Jingtang got up and looked at Jiang Qi like this. His clothes were messy, his body was bruised, and he was still trembling slowly. He didn't know how, his heart contracted violently.

"Get up!"

Ye Jingtang went up and grabbed Jiang Qi's hand, but she didn't dodge, Jiang Qi must have avoided like an electric shock before changing. Such abnormal reaction surprised Ye Jingtang. Later, the man grabbed her. , I found out that her body was amazingly hot.

Is she having a fever? When did this happen?

Ye Jingtang's pupils shrank a little, and immediately took off his shirt to cover her, and immediately called Jiang Ling, the voice was full of shock, "A Jiang! Come over to my apartment soon. !"

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Jiang Ling arrived twenty minutes later, and when he came in, he saw Ye Jingtang greet him anxiously. Jiang Ling took a few steps back, "I rely on big brother, why don't you wear clothes on your upper body? , Don't come here, I'm not interested in men."

Ye Jingtang wanted to press his head against the wall and roared, "It sounds like I'm interested in you! Come in! Give my woman a doctor!"

"You Woman?"

Jiang Ling gasped with question marks when he walked in and saw Jiang Qi who had been shrunk into a ball on the sofa.

"Jiang Qi?"

Jiang Ling was stunned. Isn't this the little girl who came back to the ward to see Tang poetry? How could she be hurt like this?

"She's having a fever."

Ye Jingtang was dissatisfied with Jiang Ling staring at Jiang Qi, "Look, see what her face is doing, and see her doctor!"

"Do you think I am you?" Jiang Ling rolled his eyes. Take down the medicine chest hanging on your body, "One by one, I am really thankful. Let Bo Ye’s ex-wife see a doctor. Bo Ye stays aside to kill anytime and anywhere. Now, see your little girlfriend. Why don't you wear any clothes, do you want to wrestle with me?"

Ye Jingtang was smoking a cigarette, his hand shook slightly, "Who said she is my little girlfriend?"

"No? It's not that you are so nervous and dead wife. Why are you doing the same?"

Jiang Ling raised his voice, first put a thermometer into Jiang Qi's armpit, and then touched her forehead, "If you burn it like this, you can still handle it? Are you a man?"

"I." ——!!!"

Ye Jingtang was directly stunned by Jiang Ling and was speechless, "Where do I know."

"Haha." Jiang Ling expressed disdain for Ye Jingtang's weak explanation. "It's all scumbags. How come a good doctor like me doesn't have a girlfriend. You don't have a girlfriend at all."

Ye Jingtang Frowning irritably, "I have said it several times, she is not my girlfriend."

Jiang Qi was sleeping and unconscious, and he heard a particularly cold voice, like a steel nail, which was nailed into her forcibly. Brain.

"She is not my girlfriend."

The voice was Ye Jingtang.

Jiang Qi didn't speak, but her eyelashes trembled. She still had a clear sense of consciousness, but she couldn't support it anymore. Later Jiang Ling took out the thermometer and saw that his eyes were straight, "Thirty-nine degrees, quickly take the anti-fever medicine. Do you think she has a fever without any common sense of life? Give her the anti-inflammatory medicine and anti-fever medicine first!"

Ye Jingtang looked at Jiang Qi's unpopular look, and he felt as if there were ants gnawing in his heart.

The subtle, but unignorable, tingling.

Jiang Ling prescribed medicine to Jiang Qi, and then asked her to open her mouth to look at her throat. Sure enough, the woman's throat was dumb, and the light was shining in. It was obviously inflamed. Jiang Ling gave a tut and looked back at Ye Jingtang, "Yes. What did she do?"

Ye Jingtang folded his hands on his chest, "What can men and women do?"

"Although the bow is so violent, you are probably the first in the world." Jiang Ling sneered. "If you think she is dead, why don't you call me to do it? Just kill her. It's fun to hang her like this?"

Jiang Ling opened Jiang Qi's shirt and glanced, Ye Jingtang was anxious, "Look. What?"

"She's all bruised and scratched, what's wrong with me!" Jiang Ling was almost annoyed by Ye Jingtang, "Why are you more annoying than Bo Ye!"

"Let me and that woman less. You can’t help me!”

Ye Jingtang was upset, “I won’t be so stupid to let my woman out, and let her be free.”

"Hehe." Jiang Ling said nothing, "Bo Ye can still be saved, but you have no medicine to cure."

Ye Jingtang felt that now his good brother, Bo Ye, was simply squeezed by the door. It was like before. What will be done by Bo Ye? Actually, I have disclosed all the things I did wrong. Doesn't that mean slapping myself in the face?

She also let go of Tang Shi, silently watching her behind her back, is that interesting?

It's boring, things that only belong to him, only if you hold them in your hands, are they considered possessions. Ye Jingtang would never know Jiang Qi to let go of this truth. Jiang Qi is just his plaything. To escape the fate of the palm of his hand, life is better than death.

Jiang Ling raised his eyelids and looked at Ye Jingtang, "So your fate will be worse than Bo Ye, wait for Ye Jingtang."

"Why are you fighting for Jiang Qi?"

Ye Jingtang was impatient and looked. Jiang Ling took out the ointment and applied it to Jiang Qi, and was anxious, "Let it down, I'll come!"

"I'll put a little on her first. Let me give you this ointment, specifically for the bruises, and her skinned knees. Over there, remember to anti-inflammatory for her to avoid suppuration. That's right."