As she said this, the smile on Su Wanqing's face gradually subsided, but more than two red clouds flew up on her cheek...

because, after the last time Zhang Xiaofan finished the acupuncture treatment for himself, before leaving, he specially told himself -

he said that the follow-up treatment needed acupuncture and moxibustion all over the body, However, song Qingming, who is his own, is still licking his old face and saying to himself what he wants to stay with? What kind of international joke do you have the right to say that? Don't you blush!

Of course, as for Zhang Xiaofan, the matter will be another matter.

How to say, Zhang Xiaofan is also her "doctor in charge" of Su Wanqing, is the "lifesaver" who rescued herself from the ghost door!

What's more, doctors have parents' hearts. In front of doctors, there are only patients, not men and women!

As for Zhang Wanfan's words, she is still in front of her, so she can't help but feel embarrassed!

"Sister Wanqing, you..."

Song Qingming was also rebuffed by Su Wanqing's unkind and merciless sharp words. For a while, he didn't know what to say!

His face was full of disbelief. He never dreamed that Su Wanqing would not agree to his request, but also because another man openly "hated" himself in public, and even gave himself to the "enemy"?!

Emmmmm... Who can tell me what's going on here?!

"Ha ha... You hear me clearly, Mr. Song? There is no place for you! You'd better be honest and down to earth. Don't be obnoxious here --! "

After that, Zhang Xiaofan didn't even look at Song Qingming, took Su Wanqing's hand, and strode toward Su Wanqing's boudoir on the second floor.

Su Wanqing, who was held by her little hand, was flushed. She struggled instinctively and subconsciously --

but she was just like "tickling" in front of Zhang Xiaofan's strength, which made Su Wanqing unable to break free for a while, so she could only let Zhang Xiaofan hold her hand. Moreover, her small face was getting hotter and redder, almost all of which were about to drop The bleeding came....

"cough, cough..."

seeing song Qingming, who was gloomy and was about to drip water, sun Yunhai coughed a few times. He went forward and patted him on the shoulder, saying with great care.

"Xiao Song, don't take this matter to heart. It's really inconvenient for the doctor to treat Wan Qing with needles."

"What's more, you know acupuncture in your heart. It's impossible for you to make patients wear clothes for acupuncture?"

"So it's a helpless thing. Don't say it's you. Even Zhenyong and I should avoid it. "

" what do you say? "

After hearing Su Yunhai's words, song Qingming's eyes widened in an instant, and the expression on his face was like seeing a ghost?!

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