My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

"If you dare to go back, I will object to your marrying into Su Qing's family."

Xu Qing stopped talking for a long time.

Yuwen Chongchong hung up the phone and said lukewarmly: "Su Qing is an idol artist and is not allowed to fall in love."

Su Qing is an artist from Tianyu and is under the charge of Yuwen.

Xu Qingjiu said with a face: "What kind of overlord clause is this?"

Yuwen Chongchong lowered his head and stared at his phone, dealing with emails, and casually said: "I remember that you have a three-year contract with Qin's Entertainment, and it expires next month."

Xu Qingjiu didn't react for a moment: "Speak directly."

Yuwen Chong raised his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled like a yuppie: "Are you interested in coming to Tianyu?"

Such a strong threat.

There is no business without treachery.

Xu Qingjiu said cautiously: "I will consider it." He raised his head and reminded Xu Qingbo who was walking at the front, "Don't walk so fast. You are so dark that I can't see you at night."

Xu Qingbo: "..."

He thought it was time for him to go to a beauty salon for a full body whitening.

Jiang Jiusheng suddenly remembered something and called Yuwen.

Yuwen Chong turned back and slowed down his pace.

"I read reports that Tingtiao will transfer in Liangzhou." Jiang Jiusheng and Yuwen had heard it several times and were quite familiar with it.

"Well, she will come over." Yuwen Chongchong's eyes slightly raised, and he was in a good mood.

"We haven't seen each other for a year." Jiang Jiusheng said with emotion. Yu Wenting was an athlete, and he joined the swimming team from gymnastics in the middle. To come from behind and win the world championship, one can imagine the intensity of training.

There are not many people she admires, Yuwen Ting is one of them.

Yuwen Chong turned back, glanced at Jiang Jiusheng, and corrected: "It's ten and a half months."

She was noncommittal.

Shi Jin raised his eyelids, his eyes falling on the side of Yuwen Chongchong's face, and there was a slight glimmer of light in his eyes.

The group of people walked out of the hotel together, which was really eye-catching.

The ancient street of Liangzhou Flower Market is not far from the hotel. It takes less than ten minutes to drive, but it took twenty minutes to find a parking space. At this time, the whole street was full of tourists, and the streets were crowded and empty. It was so lively.

There were so many people that they were dispersed by the crowd not long after they got off the bus.

Jiang Jiusheng asked the boy next to him: "Would you like to go to a place with fewer people?"

Jiang Jinyu's social phobia has improved a lot compared to before, but he has never been to such a crowded place, so Jiang Jiusheng is worried that he will feel uncomfortable.

He shook his head: "It doesn't matter." He clenched his hands subconsciously, his eyes were a little hidden, and he was worried, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Although it's not adaptable, at least it's bearable.

The psychiatrist advised him to contact as many people as possible.

Jiang Jiusheng was still worried: "Take my hand."

Jiang Jinyu pursed his lips and smiled, then held her hand obediently.

Shi Jin was on the other side of Jiang Jiusheng, looking nervous the whole time. He was afraid that someone would bump into her and wanted to push her into his arms. However, Jiang Jiusheng patronized Jiang Jinyu and was pushed and pushed several times.

A man came over and bumped into Jiang Jinyu's shoulder. He almost subconsciously held his hands and hid his body back, his eyes alert and wary.

The other person was a man in his thirties, with his hands in the pockets of his cotton-padded jacket. He was very short, very thin, and had a very short haircut. Seeing the strange expression on the young man's face, he immediately made a face and said, "You must be sick. I'm afraid of you." It’s not a virus, why hide?” He said with burning eyes, looking at people nakedly.

Jiang Jinyu instinctively took a step back.

The man sneered and said with a knowing expression: "Is your brain really sick? Is he mentally retarded?" His tone was extremely mocking and his voice was loud, attracting the attention of many people.

What an impudent and rude fellow!

Jiang Jiusheng's eyes turned completely cold. Just as he was about to speak, Shi Jin pulled her and blocked her and Jin Yu behind him: "Sir, please speak with respect."

"Isn't it?" The man pressed his temples, veins twitched on his forehead, and sneered, "You can tell he is mentally retarded."

Shi Jin was not angry, and said in a tepid tone: "My brother is not sick, but you are the one who is."

The man was born with a pair of goldfish eyes, which were severely bloodshot and extremely fierce. He became angry and cursed: "Who are you calling sick?"

Shi Jin spoke slowly and unhurriedly: "I have an irritable temper and persistent headaches." He paused slightly, his eyebrows were clear and his tone was gentle, not losing his grace, but oppressing people for no reason, and continued, " The skin is rough and pigmented." His eyes moved and fell on the other person's hand. "Excessive growth hormone causes acromegaly."

The preface does not match the postscript.

The man didn't understand. He was extremely irritable and impatient: "What the hell are you talking about!"

Occasionally, the eyes of people passing by would linger on Shi Jin intentionally or unintentionally. He had a beautiful face and a gentle temperament, like a noble medieval gentleman.

He said without hesitation: "I suspect that you have a pituitary gland tumor. I suggest you go to the hospital for a brain MRI."

After hearing this, the man was stunned for a moment. When he came to his senses, he became furious and said, "You are the one who is sick!"

Pituitary tumor?

What the hell is that!

Shi Jin was not in a hurry, always calm and composed. Looking far away, he met the eyes of Xu Qingbo who was watching the show with a smile: "Doctor Xu, have you brought your business card?"

Xu Qingbo touched his pocket and walked over: "I took it with me."

Shi Jin took the business card handed over by Xu Qingbo and turned around: "The illness is not serious. Go to the neurosurgery department as soon as possible for a craniotomy."

Tianbei First Hospital.

Department of Neurosurgery, Deputy Chief Physician Xu Qingbo.

Oh, it turns out to be a doctor. The passers-by onlookers understood clearly, and looked at the man with inquiring eyes. Well, the patient with the pituitary gland tumor turned out to have this symptom.

The man was stared at so hard that he was hesitant about Shi Jin's words. After hesitating for a long time, he still accepted the business card and was laughed at. He couldn't bear to face it, cursed a few words, turned around and wanted to leave.

Shi Jin called to him: "Wait."

The man paused.

Shi Jin's eyes narrowed slightly: "You haven't apologized yet."

The other party was pestering.

His clear eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of cold light, not as gentle as before: "Pituitary tumors can compress nerves and make people grumpy. However, having a brain disease cannot be a reason for your lack of education. Please apologize immediately."

There was quiet oppression in his tone.

The man felt a sense of fear for no reason, stammered an apology, and left quickly with his face downcast, his head lowered.

Passers-by continued to enjoy the flowers individually.

Xu Qingbo put his hands in his pockets and leaned over: "Are you interested in coming to our neurosurgery department?" This was the first time he heard someone describe a brain disease in such a clear and refined manner. He was clearly trying to teach someone a lesson, but he was still professional and rigorous. That's all to the point. Even he, a neurosurgery doctor, couldn't make a diagnosis so quickly.

Shi Jin's powers of observation and professionalism are unrivaled.

However, it was obvious that Shi Jin was not interested. He pulled up the scarf for Jiang Jiusheng, covered his face, held hands, and replied: "Not interested."

If Shi Jinzhen is transferred to neurosurgery, it is estimated that neurosurgery will need another expert.

After knowing each other for so many years, Xu Qingbo really hasn't found anything that Shi Jin is not good at, oh, except being tone-deaf.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk," Xu Qingbo looked at Shi Jin with the eyes of a monster, then turned to Jiang Jiusheng and asked, "Don't you think he's scary like this?"

Jiang Jiusheng said seriously: "No, he's very handsome."

Xu Qingbo: "..." He felt that he asked a very stupid question.

Rarely, Jiang Jinyu also said: "Very handsome." After saying that, he lowered his head, his ears were slightly red, and his eyes turned to the side unnaturally.

Shi Jin couldn't suppress the curvature of his lips and chuckled. He lowered his head to look at the person in his arms. She was raising her head with her direct and hot gaze, as if she couldn't see enough. She didn't blink. Shi Jin was amused: "You keep doing this." Look at me, I want to kiss you.”

Xu Qingbo: "..." Is he air?

Jiang Jiusheng smiled and continued to look at him: "Thank you, help me protect my brother."

He touched her lips through the mask: "You're welcome, I'll protect you."

The corners of Jiang Jinyu's mouth turned upward.

Xu Qingbo, who was treated like air the whole time: "..."

Ahead, Li Ranran, who was holding a cone and chewing it happily, suddenly sighed.

"Eh."

Jin Fanglin wiped the milk stains at the corner of her mouth and pulled her pink fisherman hat down: "What are you sighing for?"

Li Ranran had an incredulous expression, turned around, glanced with piercing eyes, and sighed: "How can there be such a perfect person as a doctor in the world?"

Jin Fanglin: "..." He stretched out his hand and gently tapped the head of the little thing in his arms, "Li Ranran, do you still want to eat fried ice?"

Li Ranran immediately realized that something was wrong, and his desire to live was overwhelming. He immediately sighed again, with emotion and sincerity: "Hey, I just like you like this. Even if you are not perfect, I love you to death."

Jin Fanglin was amused and rubbed her little head: "Do you want some fried ice?" His eyes were so fond that he couldn't take away, "I'll buy it for you."

Li Ranran's eyes lit up: "I want it, I want it!"

The group of them walked back and forth, and the street was filled with small temporary storefronts, decorated with various flowers, floral decorations and handicrafts. Naturally, various special snacks were indispensable.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't have the habit of eating at night, but he bought a bunch of them for Jiang Jinyu. He didn't eat them, but just took them, with a satisfied and happy expression.

Shi Jin hugged her and suddenly stopped.

Jiang Jiusheng looked at him: "What's wrong?"

He shook his head: "Shengsheng, I'm going to buy a bunch of flowers. There are many people here. You take Jin Yu to the cold drink shop in front and wait for me."

She said: "Okay."

He watched her lead the boy to the cold drink shop, then turned around. He took a pair of scissors from the flower shop's stall in a hurry and put it in his pocket without leaving any trace.

In the crowd behind, a man in a black baseball uniform turned around and retreated.

Suddenly, the sharp scissors touched his waist. The man remained motionless, and a low and cold voice came from behind: "Who sent you here?"

The man was stunned for a moment, then reached into his trouser pocket and took out a slender silenced gun.

Jiang Jiusheng and Jin Yu waited in the cold drink shop for a long time. When Shi Jin didn't come back, she felt something was wrong and felt uneasy. After waiting for a while, she couldn't sit still.

"Jin Yu, wait for me here. I'll be back soon."

Jiang Jinyu hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Jiang Jiusheng took the small bag slung over his body and pulled Jiang Jinyu to the table where brother Xu Qingbo was sitting: "Doctor Xu, can you help me take care of my brother?"

Xu Qingbo gestured: "OK."

Afterwards, she left the cold drink shop. Before she could take a few steps, someone blocked her path. She looked up and saw two tall and strong men, both wearing suits. Their faces were expressionless and their eyes were particularly sharp.

Jiang Jiusheng immediately became alert: "Who are you?"

At this time, several men gathered around from the crowd and blocked her path.

The leading man folded his hands behind his back and said in a respectful manner: "We are the Sixth Young Master. The Sixth Young Master has an order to ask Miss Jiang to wait for him here."

Only now did Jiang Jiusheng find out that they actually brought bodyguards with them when traveling. It must be related to the underground transaction a few days ago. Although Shi Jin never told her the content of the transaction, it was not difficult to guess that the Qin family's underground transaction was No one is breaking the law, and those who cooperate are all extremely vicious.

But Shi Jin left the bodyguard behind and left.

She was almost certain that someone was following them, and the target was Shi Jin.

She ignored long-term planning and urged: "Don't worry about me, you go find Shi Jin quickly."

The other party still had the same expression, unmoved: "Sixth Young Master has issued a death order, Miss Jiang cannot be left alone."

Jiang Jiusheng took a deep breath and tried to stay calm: "Did he go alone?"

The leading bodyguard paused and replied: "Yes."

Knowing that was the case, he left everyone to her.

She raised her head: "Get out of the way."

Seven or eight people, no one moved.

Jiang Jiusheng pushed directly.

The man at the front was quick-witted and blocked it with his arm. He lowered his head and said, "I'm offended."

Still won't get out of the way.

Jiang Jiusheng took a step back with his right foot, clenched his hands into fists, and said with aggression in his eyes: "You may not be able to beat me. There are many people here, and I don't want to attract attention. Let me knock you down and go find Shi Jin alone. , or do you guys go with me?"

This posture, in Sanda, means attacking.

After a bodyguard looked at each other, he still gave way.

Ahead, at the flower stall, a handsome man stopped. The girl from the store immediately walked over and smiled kindly: "Sir, do you want to buy flowers?"

The other party was wearing a navy blue windbreaker, open, with a white shirt underneath. He looked a little naughty when he smiled, but he had a very good temperament, noble and elegant, and his slightly squinted eyes looked a little bad.

It was Yuwen who charged.

He was half squatting, stroking a blue rose with his fingertips.

The shopkeeper asked: "Sir, do you want roses?"

He shook his head, smiled, and pointed to the small white flower next to him: "I just want a daisy."

The girl in the store found out, picked a fresh daisy, packed it, and couldn't help but ask: "Are you giving it to the girl you have a crush on?"

He said: "No."

The flower was wrapped, a daisy, very thin but very beautiful. The girl handed it to the handsome man in front of her. He took it, smiled and thanked her, paid and left the store.

The flower language of daisies is love deep in the heart.

This gentleman probably had someone he loved deeply. The girl couldn't help but lean forward and take a look. He had already gone away, but in the vast sea of ​​people, he still stood out, holding a flower in his hand and sniffing it casually. For a moment, with a frivolous smile, he put the flower in his ear.

Suddenly, he paused, his cynical eyes lit up, he took off the flower from his ear, held it carefully in his hand, avoiding the crowd, and followed a girl in a black coat.

The flower market is two streets long, and it becomes quiet when you reach the end. It was originally a pedestrian street. Because it was late at night, it was not popular. The further in, the quieter it became. Several people were lying on the ground, motionless as if dead.

A thud.

Shi Jin unloaded the opponent's bullets, pressed the man against the wall, and put a pair of scissors to his throat: "Tell me, who is your head?"

The man was shackled and couldn't move, his pupils widened in horror: "Yes -"

Before he could finish speaking, a bullet flew through the wind and penetrated the man's head. He died without even closing his eyes. Blood spattered on Shi Jin's hand. On the white fingertips, there was a bright red that stood out. shocking.

He turned around slowly.

There was a man standing in the opposite direction, with a gun in his hand and the muzzle pointed at him.

The man was wearing a baseball uniform and a peaked cap. His face could not be seen clearly. He held a long and thin silenced gun in his hand, and his finger was on the trigger: "I'll send you on your way now."

Hook your index finger on the trigger and slowly press it back.

Shi Jin's eyes froze.

At the dark street entrance, his girl was standing upright. She was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand tremblingly, holding a small pistol in her hand.

He matched it for her, and when he gave it to her, he said to her: I would rather you shoot and hurt someone than get hurt.

"Put the gun down."

The slightly hoarse smoke and alcoholic voice suddenly sounded, and the voice was shaking.

The man holding the gun heard the sound and turned around subconsciously. At that moment, Shi Jin stepped forward, held the muzzle of the man's gun, turned it in one direction, and struck the man's arm with one hand. Shi Jin pulled hard and removed him. gun.

The man reacted and grabbed the gun with his bare hands. Shi Jin took a step back, raised his hand, and pointed the gun at the man's head.

The man immediately stopped moving.

Shi Jin turned the hand holding the gun and hit the man on the back of the neck with the handle of the gun.

The man's body went limp and he fainted.

Jiang Jiusheng slowly lowered her hand holding the gun. Her palms were covered in cold sweat and she gasped for air.

"Shengsheng," Shi Jin was still standing there. When she looked up, he subconsciously hid his bloody hand behind his back and said nervously, "I didn't kill that person."

He avoided the vital points and didn't hurt anyone because she didn't like it.

Jiang Jiusheng's nerves had been tense for too long. When he relaxed, he felt a little weak: "Yes, I understand."

Shi Jin relaxed his frown and walked towards her, saying, "Come over to me."

She walked over. There were no lights in the street, only the street lights from the flower market in the distance came through. It was dim. She walked slowly, heading towards Shi Jin step by step.

In the darkness, someone raised his hand, pointed the gun at her back, loaded the bullet, and made a clicking sound.

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

I was so vomiting that I felt like my brain was full of shit, and I was going 500 an hour...

Oh my God!