After an accidental flash marriage, the mysterious boss is addicted to his wife

Qiao Jing didn't take the antique shop to heart at all and hid in his room all afternoon.

In the evening, the three of them had dinner together as usual.

Professor Ben Rosen's head still felt uncomfortable, so he put down his knife and fork, "I went back to take a rest, but I didn't really fall asleep in the afternoon."

It's fine if migraine doesn't occur normally, but it can hurt for several days when it does occur.

Ai La is young and in good health. He recovered well after a good sleep. Seeing Professor Ben Rosen in such serious condition, he couldn't help but worry, "How about taking some painkillers? Can you sleep better at night?"

"It can only be this way."

Professor Ben Rosen pressed his head and closed his eyes tightly.

Qiao Jing took out the things she made in the afternoon and said, "Teacher, I asked the hotel service to buy some medicinal materials this afternoon and made a medicine bag. You can put it next to your pillow to see if it has any effect."

This is the medicine package she prepared after secretly taking the teacher's pulse at noon.

should be valid.

Professor Ben Rosen originally wanted to refuse because Qiao Jing's medicine kit was not very useful last year, but when he saw Qiao Jing's clear eyes, he couldn't bear to refuse.

He took it and nodded, "Okay, then I'll go back to the room first."

However, the two still insisted on sending Professor Ben Rosen back to the room.

Ai La closed the door and sighed, comforting Qiao Jing, "Qiao Jing, don't worry too much. You already know the old problem. You have to take care of yourself. I still have some work to do, so I'll go back first."

"Don't worry, I can take care of myself!"

Ai La smiled and changed into a professional suit, which could not reduce her charm.

After taking off the makeup, I am pure and beautiful.

He stretched out his hand and touched Qiao Jing's cheek, squinting, it was so white and smooth.

The childish face at the beginning is now fully grown.

Ai La couldn't help but feel lost, sighing secretly, she knew Qiao Jing was beautiful when she first saw her, and now she was even worse!

The words on his lips became, "That boy is so lucky to marry a beauty like our Joe! Joe, he must be crazy about you in bed."

Ai La thought that if she were a boy, she would not be able to bear it and would have to pester Qiao Jing for three days and three nights.

The style in foreign countries has always been open, and it is enough for a man and a woman to see each other if they are in love with each other.

It doesn't matter that much.

Qiao Jing: "..."

She refuses to answer the question!
Seeing that Qiao Jing was silent, Ai La's smile deepened and he joked, "We Qiao Jing are so shy! I haven't said anything yet!"

"I do not have!"

The rouge color bloomed in Qiao Jing's earlobes and spread to her cheeks. She unconsciously thought of Huo Yuchuan's intimate behavior towards her.

It's kind of crazy.

"Go back to work quickly!" Qiao Jing came to his senses and found himself thinking about those things, and was furious.

She was led astray by Huo Yuchuan!
Ai La looked at her with a smile, as if she could see what Qiao Jing was thinking.

After sending Ai Laye back to the room, Qiao Jing finished washing and untied the gauze.

It looks like the wound is almost healed.

Just a little scar.

But very weak.

If it hadn't been for the incident caused by Qiao Huanhuan, it would have been cured long ago, and there wouldn't be any faint traces.

Girls are more or less concerned about the scars on their bodies, and Qiao Jing is no exception.

Qiao Jing thought of the medicine Professor Ben Rosen gave her, but she did not bring her own medicine for lightening scars.

Opened it and smelled it.

Frowning, it was really familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had smelled it.

Apply finely to the wound.

When it was almost dry, I continued to tinker with the tools for lunch.

For a while, Qiao Jing looked at the finished product in his hand with crooked eyes.

No more refined than in the lab, these pills are a little rougher and less effective.

But more than enough for the teacher's migraine.

When she was bored, she restored ancient prescriptions to pass the time. She modified an ancient prescription and turned it into a new prescription.

I just want to find a suitable time to give it to the teacher!

Now it's about to come true.

Qiao Jing put away a few pills and found that it was already early in the morning, so he hurriedly washed his hands and went to bed.

—When I woke up the next day, it was already noon.

When Qiao Jing saw the time, he almost screamed.

Clean yourself up.

Ai La has already sent a message urging her to eat.

Qiao Jing didn't forget to bring the pills he had stayed up late last night to prepare.

"Qiao, did you stay up late alone last night?" Ai La put the back of his hand holding the chopsticks against his chin and looked at Qiao Jing with a little teasing.

If it wasn't for the chat last night, Qiao Jing would have believed that this was just a common concern.

But now that he heard it, Qiao Jing only felt that there was something in his words.

"Teacher, did you sleep well last night?" Qiao Jing decided to ignore Ai La's words.

Professor Ben Rosen's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he was obviously very satisfied.

"I felt so uncomfortable last night that it was difficult to even get up. I wanted to rest first and feel better before taking medicine. Unexpectedly, I fell asleep quickly. I woke up this morning and my head didn't hurt anymore! Qiao, how do you make this medicine bag? It’s much better than the previous one!”

Ai La was also surprised, "Really? Professor!"

"Yes!"

Qiao Jing curled his lips in anticipation, "I changed a few different medicines, but I didn't expect the effect to be so good."

In fact, the previous medicine pack was made when she first started to get into contact with traditional Chinese medicine, so the effect was not so good.

After saying that, he took out a small packet of paper and said, "Teacher, I forgot to take it out yesterday. These are the pills I got in Yanbeicheng. I will take a pill later and take a look."

Professor Ben Rosen took it and sighed, "Okay, I'll listen to you. It seems that Qiao is very talented in learning Chinese medicine. Even if I look shy, I will ask QJ to guide you at the conference!" "

Qiao Jing: "..."

The hand holding the bowl and chopsticks paused.

Teach yourself?
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Huo Yuan.

The heavy industrial black copper carved door slowly opened.

A motorcade drove in.

Feng Ze opened the door and protected the roof of the car while Huo Yuchuan bent down and got out of the car.

He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the courtyard in front of him. This belonged to the heir of the Huo family.

Lift your feet and go in.He was stopped by a female voice.

"Yuchuan."

Just like spring water, fresh and natural.

Huo Yuchuan turned his face and nodded slightly, "Cousin."

Feng Ze also looked over and saw that it was Miss Huo Er.

Huo Yun raised the broken hair by his ears slightly, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved, which was too beautiful, such a simple movement was pleasing to the eye.

She is indeed the No. 1 woman in Beijing!

In the past, Feng Ze would have said a few words about how beautiful it was, but after seeing Qiao Jing too many times, that was it.

A little dull.

Qiao Jing's beauty is a beauty that doesn't care about people's life and death.

In comparison, the difference is too much and not enough to watch.

"Long time no see. Now that I'm back, why not go to grandpa's place to see him together."

Huo Yuchuan calmly withdrew his eyes and said, "Cousin, please help yourself, I won't go."

The words fell, no more words.

Huo Yun bit his lip slightly and saw that Huo Yuchuan was about to leave. Unwilling to give up, he said hastily, "I heard that you had a flash marriage. Is it true?"

"good."

Huo Yun was slightly surprised, not expecting him to admit, "Huo Yuchuan, are you crazy?"

Huo's tradition attaches great importance to rules, and Huo Yuchuan's approach is simply deviant!

"Crazy?"

Huo Yuchuan smiled elegantly, with no warmth in his eyes. He was dark and surly, and his words made people shudder.

He is crazy.

Tormented by Qiao Jing and going crazy.