Chapter 913 Tingting, I Have Super Powers (17)

In the same company, she and Tang Nuan had an argument in the bathroom. None of the colleagues outside heard it. How did Su Zhinian hear it?

Oh my God, is this the legendary Shunfeng Er? Or is he an alien like Professor Do in "My Love from the Star"?

However, this is not a mythological drama, nor is it a Korean drama...but reality!

Although she has little education, she doesn't want to be teased like this...

Song Qingchun grabbed his hair hard, feeling that he would go crazy if he continued to study, so he simply gave up thinking.

Anyway, she couldn't figure it out, so instead of wasting her brain cells, she might as well ask Su Zhinian.

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Although Su Zhinian was not life-threatening, the wound on his head was still serious. After returning home, he did not receive any infusion and some sedatives, so the wound still hurt. Although Su Zhinian did not complain of pain, Song Qingchun At night, you can often see him wrinkling the sheets with his hands.

So even though she was full of questions, she didn't talk to him when he was in pain.

The next day, in the afternoon, when Dr. Xia came to review Su Zhinian's wound and apply medicine, Song Qingchun told Dr. Xia about Su Zhinian's pain when sending Dr. Xia away.

Before getting into the car, Dr. Xia took out a black medicine bottle from the medicine box, handed it to Song Qingchun, and ordered her to apply Su Zhinian's wounds three times a day.

I don't know whether the ointment given by Dr.

When Dr. Xia came for the last check-up, he removed Su Zhinian's sutures and told Song Qingchun that nothing was serious. Before leaving, he reminded Song Qingchun again to remember to continue applying the ointment he gave her to remove it. scar.

Song Qingchun stood at the door, waiting for Dr. Xia's car to drive away, then slowly turned around and returned to the villa.

She raised her head, glanced at the second floor, went to the kitchen first, made a glass of lemonade for Su Zhinian, then took it upstairs to the study.

Song Qingchun opened the door without knocking and walked in. Su Zhinian was sitting at the desk and talking on the phone.

Song Qingchun put the lemonade in front of the desk. Su Zhinian glanced at her and kept talking on the phone.

Song Qingchun didn't leave. He casually found a book on Su Zhinian's bookcase, sat on the sofa, and read while waiting for Su Zhinian to finish his work.

Su Zhinian was really busy. After hanging up the phone, he turned to the computer and started typing. From time to time, he would flip through the documents on the table and draw on them with a pen.

After Song Qingchun flipped through a third of the book, he glanced at Su Zhinian and happened to see him leaning back on his office chair, holding lemonade and drinking it.

Song Qingchun closed the book, tilted his head and said, "Are you done?"

Su Zhinian, with water in his mouth, nodded his head and said a vague "um".

Song Qingchun put the book in his hand on the coffee table and pointed to the sofa in front of him: "You're done, why don't you come over and chat with me for a while?"

Su Zhinian's swallowing of water stiffened for a moment. He glanced at her in surprise, and then, as if he understood what she wanted to talk to him about, he held the glass with his fingertips and suddenly increased his strength.

What should come will always come. That day, when he used his superpower to control the truck driver to hit the guardrail, he knew that he would face this scene.