Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

Chapter 304 Allergies

Song Qingzhu ate deliciously, but Rong Junchu kept his head down and glanced at her from time to time. He felt that the way she ate food was more appetizing than the food.

"This is delicious." Song Qingzhu put the mutton skewers in his bowl, and after a pause, she asked hesitantly, "Can you eat mutton?"

"Ah."

Rong Junchu replied lightly.Song Qingzhu breathed a sigh of relief, and she asked while eating: "By the way, do you have a wheelchair in your car?"

She didn't want to go through that incident again, it was terrible.

Rong Junchu looked down at the mutton skewers, and when he heard her question, he felt a little blocked. He always felt that she was disgusting him, but he knew that she didn't mean that.But when he asked those words, it was like a flood of beasts in his heart, scurrying around in his heart, messing his heart into chaos.

"Yes." Rong Junchu looked at her with eyes as deep as the night, and looked at Song Qingzhu, the darkness flickered in his eyes. Thinking of the scene in the office, he felt that his behavior was too radical, but the relationship between the two of them Relationship, he still couldn't help but want to ask.

Rong Junchu weighed two sentences repeatedly in his heart, and then asked in a nonchalant tone: "What is your relationship with Jiang Jingzhi?"

Jiang Jingzhi, Jiang Jingzhi again.

Song Qingzhu really wanted to touch her forehead, she put down her chopsticks, looked at Rong Junchu with piercing eyes, and looked at his indifferent handsome face, she sighed helplessly.

"I'll say it again, Brother Jiang and I are just friends."

"Oh." Rong Junchu looked gloomy, he slightly pursed his lips, and continued to ask, "Then why did he appear in your office?"

He felt more and more that Jiang Jingzhi was planning something against Song Qingzhu, no, he had to be told to tell him.

Song Qingzhu shrugged, frowned slightly, and said: "Brother Jiang just wanted to invite me to have a meal. He saw that I was working in the Central Hospital. Besides, Brother Jiang is friends with you, can't I be friends with him?" ?"

Rong Junchu's face darkened, he took a deep breath, picked up the chopsticks, picked something for her, and passed the topic.

"Eat."

Song Qingzhu snorted proudly, chomping on something, yes, yes, she just doesn't deserve to be friends with Brother Jiang, it's so irritating, she's never been so angry.

When she looked up again, she suddenly found that Rong Junchu was very close to her, so close that she could see his thick and thick eyelashes, she was stunned, and swallowed her saliva involuntarily.His eyes widened, staring at him blankly.

Rong Junchu's deep and dark eyes looked at her lips, her lips were bright red, which looked delicious.As if possessed, he stretched out his fingertips and stroked her lips, then stepped back, took out a tissue and wiped it.

When he left, Song Qingzhu's face seemed to be burning, and it turned red instantly.

Song Qingzhu lowered her head in a panic, took a sip from the water glass next to her, took another sip without quenching her thirst, until she finished drinking, her heart was still beating continuously.

When she raised her head and looked at Rong Junchu again, she found that the expression on his face was a little weird.

Song Qingzhu touched his face and swallowed hard.

"What's wrong?" she asked confusedly.

Rong Junchu looked at the water glass next to her, and explained clearly: "That's my glass."

Song Qingzhu suddenly looked down, and sure enough, she saw a cup beside her, and the one in her hand... didn't seem to be hers.

"Ah...I..." Song Qingzhu trembled, the glass fell to the ground, and there was a crisp sound of glass breaking. She tensed up for a moment, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I took it by mistake."

As he spoke, he was about to bend down to pick up something, but Rong Junchu calmly stopped him.

He called the waiter and asked the waiter to clean up.

After the waiter finished cleaning up, Song Qingzhu barely calmed down.

It's just that the tension is still very strong. I looked down at the things on the table. I thought they were delicious just now, but now they have no taste.

The atmosphere froze for a while.

Rong Junchu didn't seem to have seen the scene just now. Seeing that Song Qingzhu didn't eat any more, he stared at her and asked, "Is this cold and delicious? Do you want to order something else?"

Song Qingzhu shook her head, she is so nervous now, is she still in the mood to eat?

The two just stared at each other for 2 minutes. In the end, Song Qingzhu was the first to react. She was a little embarrassed, and quickly explained: "I was distracted just now, and then, when I was thirsty, I took the wrong cup. I'm sorry."

Rong Junchu didn't speak, lowered his eyelashes, and ignored her words.

Song Qingzhu sat for 2 minutes, took two symbolic mouthfuls, then she put down her chopsticks and said to Rong Junchu pretending to be relaxed, "I'm done eating, do you want to go back?"

Rong Junchu didn't speak, Song Qingzhu couldn't wait to stand up, and walked towards the door.

Rong Junchu also stood up and followed behind her.

The wind at night made her head swell, her face flushed slightly, the embarrassing incident that happened just now made her extremely nervous, she clasped her hands, and walked a little slowly.Suddenly she felt goosebumps on her arms.

Song Qingzhu paused, touched his face, his face was still blushing, even after being blown by the night wind for so long, nothing dissipated.

Thinking of what she ate just now, she frowned slightly. Could it be that she was allergic?What did she eat just now?She doesn't remember any allergies she has?

The goosebumps on her arms were getting more and more itchy, she couldn't hold back, but the itching was so painful that she squatted on the ground.Rong Junchu had been following her all the time, seeing her squatting down, his expression changed, and he rushed towards her with big strides.

Pulling her up, seeing the red bumps on her arms, she was shocked.

"Are you allergic?"

Song Qingzhu was pulled to stand up, and bumped into his arms inadvertently, and replied weakly: "It should be."

"What did you eat?" Rong Junchu frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice.

Song Qingzhu replied dully, "I, I just ate barbecue. I remember that I have no allergies, why did I suddenly develop a rash."

Rong Junchu hugged her in his arms, Song Qingzhu was startled, subconsciously circled his neck, his heart was beating, his eyes fell on his chin, feeling his heartbeat.

"Take you to the hospital."

Without any explanation, Rong Junchu carried her into the car, and then drove to the nearest hospital.

It was already early in the morning when they came out, and they found a hospital, checked the situation, tested for allergens, prescribed medicine and infusion, and after everything was done, it was already midnight.

Song Qingzhu was drowsy from this allergy, his head was dizzy, and he fell asleep while lying on the drip.Rong Junchu stayed by her side the whole time, sitting with her all night.