My Bloodthirty Husband is So Gentle

Chapter 9

"excuse me."

Jiang Jiusheng turned around and was a young girl with a backpack on her shoulders. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, she was a little studentish. Jiang Jiusheng nodded, as a greeting.

The little girl was clearly excited: "Are you, Sheng Ye?"

Out of courtesy, Jiang Jiusheng took off his mask and said, "Hello." She smiled, always with a three-point cloud and a light breeze, a seven-point laziness, and a cool look in her eyes, like a mysterious cold. Cat.

The other girl's eyes widened in surprise, a little unbelievable: "I, I like you for a long time." Shaking his hand out of a watercolor pen from his shoulder bag, sincerely and expectantly asked Jiang Jiusheng, "Can you sign me Names? "

"Okay," Jiang Jiusheng took the pen. "Where is the sign?"

The little girl yanked off the hooded sweatshirt and grabbed her white T-shirt, her eyes glowing: "This! This! Sign your heart!"

Jiang Jiusheng nodded with a smile, and signed his name in the heart of the little girl's T-shirt, unlike the signatures of the current artists who are full of tricks and unrecognizable, they are in block letters, correct and neat.

I just signed my name and buckled the pen cap. Someone suddenly shouted, "Jiang Jiusheng!"

Immediately afterwards, the crowds in the corridor quickly blocked the corner aisle. The originally quiet hospital was noisy for a while, and the shouting was sudden and eye-catching, attracting more crowds of people, perhaps fans of Jiang Jiusheng. Or maybe not. In short, a whole brain chasing the corridor up.

"It's Jiang Jiusheng!"

"Jiang Jiusheng!"

"Shengye, I love you ~"

Jiang Jiusheng: "..."

She has always been accustomed to low-key, the agent and assistant are not around, so the scene made her a little wonder how to do it.

"Sheng Sheng."

Jiang Jiusheng looked at the girl who asked for her signature.

She looked as if she was dead, and opened her hand to block Jiang Jiusheng behind. The little girl looked around and listened to all directions, ready to be brave and righteous at any time. A pair of passionate and generous to go to the fire for the idol: "You Go first, I will stop them. "

This is true love, no doubt about his own.

Jiang Jiusheng solemnly said: "Thank you."

After hesitating for a moment, she turned around, avoiding the influx of people behind her with her back.

"This is a hospital, be quiet!"

"Everyone calm down."

"Our grandson she—"

Jiang Jiusheng ’s fans are well-known Tie Zhong in the entertainment circle. His wife is mostly pink, and most of them are young women. The degree of fanaticism can be imagined. In a little while, the little girl ca n’t stop it. Squeezed forward, the scene was out of control.

Jiang Jiusheng didn't want to cause unnecessary commotion in the end, she turned and ran into the corner without finding a sense of direction. When she was caught off guard, her hand was caught.

It is a dry and cold hand with great strength.

She was stunned for a moment, and was pulled into the backlit staircase. She looked up and slammed into a pair of deep pupils. It seemed to melt into the sky and stars, a pleasing beauty, but with three points of coolness.

The tip of the nose was filled with the smell of disinfectant water. It was clean but slightly pungent. Jiang Jiusheng stunned for a moment and called him: "Doctor Shi."

The doctor's white robe, with a smile on the side, is Shi Jin.

He whispered ‘offensively’ and pulled her by the wrist, exerting a little force and taking her in a direction.

"Come with me." Shi Jin said.

For inexplicable peace of mind, Jiang Jiusheng didn't say a word, letting this man, who was at the turn of the river, took her hand and walked dark all the way.

He took her to take the elevator that the staff inside the hospital took, entered it with a fingerprint, how long the beautiful fingertip stayed on the button of the fingerprint recognition, Jiang Jiusheng's eyes followed it for a long time, when he was stunned, Shi Jin let go She realized that he was holding the hand of her wrist, and his palm was sweaty, like his hand, it was also cool.

"Sorry."

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head and thanked him.

Shi Jin pressed the first floor, his fingers paused for a moment, the button glowed a light blue light, refracted in his fingertips, some transparent color, glossy and beautiful, slender knuckles, distinct and slender bones.

How could a man have such a beautiful pair of hands.

When the hat fell off, the scattered hair covered the outline of half of the face, Jiang Jiusheng looked down, staring at Shi Jin's hand: "Your hand," she hesitated for a long time, still unable to hold back, "I can keep Touch it? "

Shi Jin withdrew his hand unscathed and looked at her with a deep and focused look: "Do you even touch beautiful hands?"

Jiang Jiusheng was shocked.

She met Shi Jin about for the third time, and it was indeed rude. These hands seemed to make her look like herself, time and time again ghosts cross the border, inexplicably impetuous.

"Sorry, I took the liberty." She thought about it, shook her head, and explained, "You are the only one."

Even now, Jiang Jiusheng still has no conclusive explanation, why she is so obsessed with Shi Jin's hand, why she has never crossed the boundary of self-control even if she has been in control for many years, how can she not break into the army here? It ’s not that I have n’t seen extremely beautiful hands, such as her brother Xie Dang, a pair of violinists, which are equally beautiful, but she has never been offended again and again.

Shi Jin's lips were loosened and he didn't smile, only the corners of his lips were light and his eyebrows were stretched, which was enough to surprise others' eyes.

"I had surgery just now, my hands were sterilized, and the smell of medical alcohol, if you don't mind." After that, he reached out to her.

She was enchanted, she took his hand without hesitation, bent her eyes, smiled, pure and content, unlike the usual cool and careless smile.

These hands really want to hide it.

At ten o'clock, when the doctor ended the sitting consultation, there was a cardiac bypass operation after a quarter of an hour. All the preparations were ready, but the doctor was not in place.

Shi Jin's medical assistant Xiao Yi walked around the operating room anxiously. The assistant doctor in the operating room urged the sound a second time, and footsteps were heard in the corridor.

Xiao Yi looked up and frowned: "Dr. Shi."

Shi Jin nodded and walked straight into the dressing room in the isolation area.

Xiao Yi followed closely and asked, "Is there something urgent about you just now?"

For the first time, he saw the doctor walk away from the operating room immediately before the operation.

"It's okay." Shi Jin replaced the white shirt, changed to the green sterile clothes, and wore a mask. He couldn't see clearly. The fine hair on the forehead fell into the shadow of Meiyu. "Are you ready?"

Xiao Yihui: "Already ready."

Shi Jin nodded and entered the operating room.

Xiao Yi took sterile gloves and followed, asking in surprise: "Don't you wash your hands?"

"Washed."

Even if I used to wash it before, I still wash it. Doctors like to wash their hands when they have a slight cleansing habit.

Strangely, this time the doctor not only did not wash and disinfect the hands twice, but also wore two layers of sterile gloves. What is even more strange is that after the operation, the doctor did not wash his hands immediately.

At nine in the evening, Jiang Jiusheng posted a Weibo.

Jiang Jiusheng V: I want to be my own.

The accompanying picture is a hand-drawn drawing, with a hand drawn, a simple sketch, and a few outlines, still pretty beautiful.

(End of this chapter)