The Miraculous Doctor’s Wife: The rough guy villain is so cool

Back in the village, Li Xuemei was still mumbling, "That woman is really hard to get along with. If you ask me, I won't treat her."

Jian Xining tilted her head and looked at Li Xuemei with a smile, "Sister Xuemei, are you so sure that I can cure her? Do you trust me so much?"

Li Xuemei was startled for a moment, then straightened her back and said, "I don't trust you, I trust Father Qin. Father Qin's medical skills are so good. You have received his true inheritance. Is there any disease that cannot be cured?"

Jian Xining blinked, "Dad Qin can also treat gynecological diseases?"

Li Xuemei: "..."

Jian Xining waved to her, "I'm going back, Sister Xuemei, it's getting late, you should go back soon."

Li Xuemei looked at Jian Xining's back and thought for a long time, yes, can Father Qin cure women's diseases?She wasn't sure.

However, if Jian Xining did not learn medical skills from Father Qin, where did she learn medical skills?

She must have learned it from Father Qin, Li Xuemei tried hard to convince herself, and then pushed the bicycle towards her home.

When Jian Xining returned home, Jian Aihua had just made dinner, which was steamed rice with sweet potatoes added to white rice, and fried three vegetarian dishes and one meat dish.

She took off her apron and was about to ask Jane Eyre to have dinner. Jane Xining quickly put down her backpack and said, "Sister, I'll go."

"Okay, then go ahead and bring him Qin Zheng's rice." Jane Aihua said as she served the food.

"Okay." Jian Xining took a big bowl and filled it with sweet potato rice. This time she did not put the vegetables on top of the rice. The rice this time was sweet potato rice. The rice was sweet and the vegetables were salty. She was worried about Qin Zheng didn't like eating sweet and salty things together, so she packed them separately and brought them to him.

Qin Zheng was carving something with a knife, very seriously.

Jane Eyre is not in the house. Since Li Xuemei stopped coming to deliver meals, Jane Eyre spends less and less time in the house.

When Jian Xining knocked on the door and came in, Qin Zheng didn't even raise her head, she just said lightly, "Have you seen Xuemei?"

"Huh? How did you know that I went to town with Sister Xuemei?" Jian Xining asked in surprise.

Qin Zheng's hand trembled slightly. The knife cut his hand, and blood oozed from his fingers instantly. He raised his head and looked at Jian Xining, "Why is it you?"

Jian Xining looked at his hands and frowned, "What are you carving? Your hands are cut."

She came over, put the rice on the edge of the bed, held Qin Zheng's hand, "Let me take a look."

Qin Zheng's whole body froze. He withdrew his hand from hers and said with a slightly hot face, "It's okay."

Jian Xining pursed her lips, "Okay, if you don't want me to watch it, I won't watch it. Are you afraid that I will say you are stupid?"

She murmured as she brought the food over, "Here, your food is sweet potato rice today, so the vegetables are not spread on top."

"Yeah." Qin Zheng nodded.

Jian Xining looked at his hand again and asked, "Your hand is injured, do you want me to feed you?"

Qin Zheng raised an eyebrow and looked at her, "Are you sure you want to feed me?"

Only then did Jian Xining realize what she had said. She chuckled and said, "Well, I'm just being polite."

Qin Zheng also laughed and said, "You're welcome."

Jian Xining blinked her eyes, always feeling that these words were a bit strange. He told her to be polite?It's not like he gave her something to ask her to be polite, so he meant to let her feed it by being polite?

While she was still thinking, a little rabbit carved from wood suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.

Jian Xining looked up at him in surprise, and he curled his lips and said, "This is for you."

"Did you give it to me?" Jian Xining reached out and took the wooden rabbit. It was small and cute. Even the fur on its body was carved out. It was really lifelike.

"Wow, is this what you are carving? Oh my god, your hands are so skillful." Jian Xining couldn't help but praise him.

Qin Zheng just smiled, held her chopsticks and started eating.

Jian Xining took the little rabbit and looked at it again, and then muttered, "It looks so good, I want to hang it on my bag, ah, no, I don't have a bag now."

In her previous life, she had many beautiful bags, each with a different little doll on it.

After hearing her words, Qin Zheng silently memorized them.