Chapter 2050 She is not a doctor
Nan Jiaojiao suddenly felt goosebumps all over her body.
She was standing in the blind spot outside the guest room, intending to walk around. She didn't show up, so why did he just call her by her first name.
"What are you doing!"
Bo Qingshan jumped out, but before he went in, he stood at the door with his hands on his hips, "Why are you calling me Sister Jiaojiao? She is not a doctor!"< br>
Song Yuan had no idea that Nan Jiaojiao knew Chinese medicine. She bit her lip and tears fell from her eyes, "I'm sorry, I'm just so scared and want to find familiar friends. I didn't mean it. If you think I'm offensive... Yes, I'm sorry. . ”
This kind of half-said and half-hidden way of expressing pity is easy for people to see through, but Nan Jiaojiao inexplicably feels like a scumbag who treats seriously ill people. Throwing her on the bed without asking anything, she sighed and straightened her chest under the disapproval of Bo Yanqing and the old lady. "It's okay. I'll go take a look. You have to take care of your guests."
< br>Bo Yanqing didn't want her to go. The room hadn't been cleaned up yet. There were debris all over the floor. He would feel bad if it hurt her anywhere.
But she also knew that she couldn't stop her. He waited until the servants inside picked up all the glass shards and swept them away before they let go of her hand.
It was inconvenient for him to go in. Nan Jiaojiao put a hand on the back of his hand to reassure him. Bo Qingshan hesitated for a while. Anyway, he is a child and will not really treat him as an adult and be asked to take responsibility when he sees something. Yes, Nan Jiaojiao went in, and he followed closely behind, straightening his back, like a warrior who could roll up his sleeves and fight at any time.
"What's wrong?" Nan Jiaojiao stood two steps away, "What's wrong with you?"
"Jiaojiao..."
Song Yuan raised her hand, but Nan Jiaojiao didn't hold it. But Bo Qingshan rushed over and held Song Yuan's hand with both hands, "Aunt Song, we are all listening to what you want to say."
The corners of Song Yuan's mouth froze, and her eyes jumped for a moment. Lying on her back, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes into her temples, "Jiaojiao, I didn't mean to cause trouble for everyone. Don't be angry. It's really because of me... My injury hurts too much, and I don't know who to look for." "I'm close to you in age, so..." Bo Qingshan said quickly: "No, you are three years older than my sister Jiaojiao, or four? Auntie, you and sister Jiaojiao are not in the same generation gap, how can you do that?" Are they about the same age?”
Song Yuan's face turned red, and her teeth itched with hatred, "I...I said the wrong thing, I just want to talk to Jiaojiao."
Nan Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes and looked at her for a while. , to be cautious, she didn't take a step closer, and asked Wu's mother to urge her. The doctor came after a while.
The old lady also came in. Song Yuan looked outside the door. She knew Bo Yanqing was there, but she couldn't see him, so she felt disappointed. When she looked at Nan Jiaojiao, who was standing beside her indifferently, she felt angry.
The doctor wanted to lift the quilt and look at Song Yuan's injuries, but she held the quilt tightly, "Qingshan is still there."
Bo Qingshan blinked, "Me? Me? Want to go out?”
Song Yuan bit her lip and spoke clearly.
He simply pretended not to understand, "No need, I am a child, and I also care about Aunt Song. Doctor, please hurry up. I see Aunt Song is crying in pain. If you wait a little longer, Do we need to call an ambulance?”
The corners of Nan Jiaojiao’s mouth curled up. This kid pretended to be stupid and looked at the barbecued pork, and his eyebrows and nose showed concern. It's not too big a deal to watch the fun.
(End of this chapter)