Bo Jingxing looked at her smile, said the size she gave to her phone, hung up the phone and returned to her side.

He properly put his phone in his voice, and he said in a gentle voice: "Sister has invited an aunt for you to meet you later, but you can't take a shower within a week to avoid affecting the healing of the wound."

She didn't take a shower yesterday and today, and she was a little worried when she sat down with Bo Jingxing. She didn't expect to remain in this state for the next week?

He quietly sniffed with the collar, Qin Yiren secretly thanked that it was autumn now... autumn?

A daze flashed across Qingmei's face. She looked at the fallen leaves outside the floor-to-ceiling window and muttered to herself: "Jingxing, isn't it June?"

She remembers it very clearly that the midterm exam is approaching.

She was trying to review some time ago, while Bo Jingxing was preparing for a doctorate. They both had their own things to be busy with. They only met once within half a month, but their relationship was not unfamiliar.

The smile in Bo Jingxing's eyes became deeper, and hesitated and did not answer immediately.

The details of five years ago were a long time ago for him, and I remember that I was definitely not as clear as her.

Although Qin Yiren has been thinking about the exam, he only thought it was an exam like CET-4 and CET-6, and the time was almost the same as it is now, but unexpectedly she was talking about the midterm exam.

Qin Yiren received no response for a while and looked at the man standing by the bed in confusion: "Jing Xing?"

"Xiaoqian, you may have remembered it wrong."

Bo Jingxing sat sideways beside her bed, staring at her little face as big as a palm. There was a faint worry hidden between her handsome eyebrows and eyes, and she said in a coaxing and comforting manner: "You know, that car accident is very serious, the doctor said you

If there is a concussion, memory may be confused."

Memory confusion caused by concussion is clearly written in textbooks. There are also thirteen or fourteen sequelae, which have been necessary knowledge points before exams over the years.

I didn't expect that one day I would be able to experience this feeling myself.

Qin Yiren was dumbfounded and raised her hand to rub the tingling forehead, silently comparing several reactions of concussion one by one.

Stinging, dizzy, memory confusion, occasionally seeing Bo Jing's momentary unfamiliarity...

Yes, it’s all a specific manifestation of concussion!

The confusion in his heart suddenly disappeared. Qin Yiren fell on the pillow with a split headache and said helplessly: "If you say this, the midterm exam has ended? How did I take the exam?"

"You always get first-class scholarships, isn't the result obvious?"

Seeing that Qin Yiren had no doubts, Bo Jingxing's heart fell down, his slender fingers touched her snow-white forehead, and asked the question he cared about: "Xiaoqian, have you had a headache these two days?"

"Um."

Qin Yiren did not doubt that he was, and nodded pale: "It doesn't matter. Since I did not show any serious symptoms, it means that the concussion was not serious. You can recover after a while of rest."

Bo Jingxing narrowed his narrow eyes, and he bent his fingertips and rubbed his forehead intimately, "Remember not to force yourself, give me the opportunity to take care of you for a while, okay?"

Qin Yiren was a little embarrassed again, nodded shyly and yawned a little.

"Go to sleep, I'll ask my aunt and doctor to come to you later to check the recovery of the wound." Bo Jingxing withdrew his hand and his eyes fell on her flat belly, "Or... I'll check you out, okay?"

”

Qin Yiren looked at him with a blushing face and said, "No."

Although the lower abdomen is not a very private part, the wound with the surgery is definitely not good-looking, and she doesn't want to leave a bad impression on Bo Jingxing.

Bo Jingxing looked at her and was helpless, "I am a top student at the University of Medical Sciences. It's okay to see if the wound is still fine. Can you ask the reason?"

Qin Yiren blinked, lifted the quilt and hid inside, muttering in a low voice like an ostrich: "Even if you can, I don't want to."

“…you.”

Bo Jingxing chuckled and raised his hand to pat her, "If we get married, we will still see each other's gray hair in the future. Will you dislike me and become a bad old man?"

Qin Yiren understood what he meant and showed his eyes from the quilt, "I was also an old lady at that time, so I would definitely not dislike you."

Now, the only person who is injured is herself, and it is not a relationship of equal conditions.

Bo Jingxing was amused by her natural tone and made a concession in an understatement: "Okay, I'll invite the doctor, you have a sleep first."

"Um……"

Qin Yiren said, her eyelids closed and she fell asleep quickly.

Bo Jingxing sat by the bed and looked down at her until her phone was shaken, and she got up and went to the hall on the first floor.

When I opened the door, the aunt invited was waiting at the door, "Don't worry, the lady has explained everything to me, and I promise not to say anything."

Bo Jingxing nodded slightly: "She is a very careful girl, you have to take care of her carefully."

"I will."

"I prepared afternoon tea and kept it in the refrigerator and brought it to her if she woke up."

"clear."

"Also, the doctor I made an appointment will come soon. He won't talk casually. You just need to cooperate well."

The aunt agreed respectfully, "Okay, I remember everything."

Bo Jingxing looked back at An Anjing Second Floor. Even though the aunt was found by Bo Jiu himself, he was still worried about leaving his girl here, but he really wanted to go out once now.

With a deep look, he opened the door and said, "Please give me your wish."

When he arrived on the empty road, Bo Jing walked forward, drove out in the garage across the street, and slowly drove through the long street. The scene in front of him suddenly changed.

As an imperial capital where every inch of land is valuable, even the most remote suburbs cannot be quiet and silent.

Fortunately, I bought all the nearby villas a few years ago, Bo Jingxing turned on the car navigation and set out towards the address he requested.

One hour later.

The black Porsche parked at the entrance of the private hall, and Bo Jingxing threw the key to the parking guy, and looked up and saw Chu Xinian who looked bad.

"Bo Jingxing, where did you take Yiren?"

He rushed to him with his long legs, Chu Xinian raised his hand to grab his collar, his handsome face was haggard, "Give her back to me!"

However, the bodyguard behind Bo Jingxing immediately stopped his movements.

Looking at Chu Xinian's irritable eyes, Bo Jingxing spoke slowly: "She is not your Qin Yiren, but my Xiaoqian. Why should I exchange it for you?"

Chu Xinian gritted her teeth, "I will remind her."
Chapter completed!