God-given Wife: The Exclusive Love of the Gold Master

Chapter 118 The Story of the Poisonous Little Doctor and the Cold-faced Female Painter [-]

This woman was different from the few women who appeared in his life, and he didn't know how to figure out her character at all.

Qin Zha took a few mouthfuls of food, saw that Zhang He was motionless, raised his head and asked, "Eat first. After you fall asleep, I'll wipe your whole body."

Zhang He felt that his brain was obviously not enough. Did none of the Qin family play their cards according to the rules?He thought that he was enough off-line by himself, but when he met the two brothers and sisters of the Qin family, he felt that his rank was too low.

Qin Zha put down the bowl and chopsticks, and saw that Zhang He was still in the same posture as before, "If you want to ask anything, just ask directly, eating with depression in your heart is not good for your stomach."

"If you feel uncomfortable, you don't have to accompany me. I really couldn't bear it anymore, so I thought it would be good to just look at you from a distance. I didn't expect this kind of thing to happen." Now Lian Anjing stays by her side, secretly protecting her The chances are gone.

Qin Zha was taken aback, and looked at Zhang He with some doubts. The face of this man who did his own way was a little apprehensive. It turned out that she had inadvertently hurt him so badly that even his tone became humble. How could this be?
Qin Zha despised himself deep in his heart, and then said seriously: "Zhang He, I didn't come here to avoid you. Don't think so."

Hearing this, Zhang He relaxed slightly, waiting for her next words.

"Those paintings really surprised me." Qin Zha looked straight into Zhang He's eyes calmly, and continued, "You know I'm not an enthusiastic person. The paintings that I've been watching for so many years suddenly appeared in front of me. The enthusiasm for discovery is almost exhausted, where do I get the enthusiasm to love you?"

"...You said you love me?" Zhang He was surprised, he didn't expect her to admit it so readily, why didn't she have any twitching like an ordinary girl?

"...Well." After Qin Zha finished speaking, her face was still a little hot, but this is not important. The important thing is to talk about things clearly, so she cleared her throat and continued: "I have never left the scope of the Qin family. , I have lived alone. My heart has also been blunted by the cycle of life, and I have no special feeling. I think that not every kind of love is vigorous, and maybe the ordinary love is suitable for us. Therefore, I think Wait until your face naturally emerges in my heart before going back."

After Qin Zha finished speaking, he lowered his head and remained silent.

Zhang He's gaze was full of pity, and he looked at the woman who was close at hand. Her thin shoulders, sharp arms, slender legs, ivory white skin covered with a dark coat, and her current condition With a gentle temperament, the whole person is beautiful like a dazzling sculpture.

Only now did he understand that he shouldn't use any conventional knowledge of psychology to speculate on her. Her thoughts and her heart are unfettered and impossible to speculate at all.

He thought that both he and she need to try to learn how to love, learn to give, and learn to love in a way that truly considers each other.

Seeing that Zhang He had been silent, Qin Zha asked, "You... I ran away when you were saving me. Do you hate me? Do you regret it?"

Zhang He was really stunned when he heard this, really wanted to use a scalpel to open her head to see what was inside, why didn't she look like a woman at all?Isn't it natural for a man to protect his woman?How come to her is a series of doubts?
"Honestly, if you were a stranger, I might call the police, but I wouldn't rush like that. I didn't think of anything at the time... I was very happy after you ran away. Fortunately, you are not in danger. I still It works." At least she's safe to run away.

"why?"

"I think it's because I love you." Zhang He Xiangxiang said bluntly, none of them liked to beat around the bush, and it was much easier to say it directly than to guess.

And he did love her, and when he saw her running away, he felt nothing but peace of mind.

Originally, his fist and kick skills were more than enough to deal with the two wandering people, but it was only because he was distracted by thinking about her that they had an opportunity.But in exchange for his small injury for a sincere conversation with her, no matter what, he earned it.

"I'm so selfish, I left you and left. Have you ever thought about what happens if you die?" This is what Qin Zha was worried about. In the face of a catastrophe, she actually left the person who helped her leave.

"No!" Zhang He said firmly, "I still want to live and love you well, I will be fine, Qin Zha, don't think so much, my injury has nothing to do with you." Knowing Qin Zha's knot The reason is that she didn't blame herself for saving her, but blamed herself for not being afraid to run away when she saved him.

This woman, what should he do with her?

"..." Qin Zha lowered his head, wondering if he had listened to Zhang He's words.

Zhang He sighed secretly, and added: "You are not wrong. People will subconsciously choose the method that is most beneficial to themselves. You just don't know that person is me. I believe that if you know it is me, you will stay and be with me." I'm together. But in that case, I'd be worried."

Qin Zha didn't let go of her burden because of such words, but she began to accept the fact that she was just an ordinary person, and it was impossible for her to do those noble things, sacrifice her life, and help others.

She thinks that she should protect this person who can sacrifice her life for her. She can't protect her too much physically. At least she can ensure that she is in a safe environment and prevent him from taking risks for her again. .

**
After Zhang He stayed in the hospital for a week, no matter what the doctors and nurses did to keep him, he couldn't stay anymore.A week of bed rest for a small wound is already the limit, and if he stays any longer, his body will be covered with mildew.

Qin Zha has no opinion on this aspect, after all, he is a doctor himself, a doctor who cherishes his own feathers.So there was no objection to his decision.

After seeing Zhang He's attending doctor nodding, he went out to help him complete the discharge procedures.

And if people get unlucky, they will really be unlucky. After they left the hospital by car, it was raining outside, neither of them had an umbrella, and they were drenched for a short distance. The wound was wet by the rain, and it was hot and painful.

After Qin Zha wiped it for him, he helped him to lie down. After that, Zhang He's body officially declared a strike, and fell limply on the bed like a boneless fish, falling into a lethargic sleep.

Until the evening, Zhang He woke up slowly in a very clear and faint fragrance.

It was a wonderful feeling, his body was sore and painful, and his head was swollen for a while, but the fragrance was like a gentle little hand, soothing his discomfort strangely, it was the natural smell of food.

food?

This thought brought Zhang He back to his senses, and he got up with difficulty, only to find that he had changed into a set of pajamas and pajamas. Qin Zha must have changed them for him because he sweated while sleeping?
Resisting the itching in his throat, he walked out of the bedroom following the scent.

He never left food out overnight, so he knew he didn't have any cooked food in the house, so where did the smell come from?
He didn't see it until he walked through the living room. How to describe the feeling in his heart when he saw the scene in front of him?
It was still raining heavily outside the window, and the room was warm.

The orange light was shining gently, a woman in light blue home clothes was standing by the stove, her long black hair was fastened with a tree-colored barrette, and the only little pearl on the barrette was in the light. Shining brightly.

Qin Zha lowered his eyebrows and looked at the pot in front of him earnestly. The beautiful and slender hand that only held a paintbrush was tightly holding a small wooden spoon, stirring carefully in the steaming pot. From time to time, he reached out and grabbed the mobile phone that was placed aside and looked at it seriously.

It was very warm, homely, hectic, and at a loss, but it made his heart feel a strong sweet and sour taste.

She was cooking porridge. The eldest miss of the Qin family has always been respectful to the kitchen. Since the day she was born, she didn't know what the kitchen looked like, and she didn't know how to turn rice into rice. He cooks porridge.

That serious look is no less than the level of devotion she put into painting.

There are no particularly messy pictures in romance novels, and it does not conform to the traditional painter's style, using the kitchen as a canvas to paint and dye at will.Rather, it is relatively organized, and the stove is as clean as no one has ever used it.

He thought it should be because of the Qin family's habit of cleanliness.

Zhang He leaned against the kitchen door, quietly watching Qin Zha's every move.

She is in the backlight state, her face is not very clear, only the untied hair loosely slips down and covers her cheeks, making the whole painting more vivid, with a kind of gentleness of IKEA and IKEA .

Who would have thought that a woman with a cold and indifferent appearance would exude such a charming taste.But this woman, what she pursues is the simplest and purest love, and she must clean her heart before accepting a new relationship.

Zhang He walked lightly, walked behind Qin Zha, put his arms around her waist, buried his face in her neck, and breathed her warm breath, even mixed with the smell of acrylic paint.

"Are you awake?" She paused, reached out to touch his forehead, and frowned at the fact that the heat hadn't dissipated much. "After the injection and the medicine, why hasn't the heat subsided?"

Zhang He lazily responded, without looking up.

"Are you hungry? I made porridge, you can eat some."

Zhang He murmured lazily, but people couldn't hear what he was saying.

"What did you say?"

"You know how to cook porridge?" Zhang He stood up straight and changed his sentence.

Qin Zha pointed to the mobile phone next to the stove, and said in a bad tone, "Doesn't Baidu have it?"

Zhang He still hugged her, and carefully looked at the steaming pot. There was a thick pot of porridge without any tricks. It was just the simplest and purest rice fragrance, but it was enough to seduce people's index fingers.

It was the first time for Miss Qin's family to cook. Although it was just plain porridge, the result was quite satisfactory.

Zhang He stretched out his hand, held her hand that was still holding the big spoon, lifted it up, kissed it lightly, closed his eyes slightly, feeling the moisture in his eyes, "How long have you been cooking?"

There is no burnt smell, no overcooking, and no mistakes that novices will make. It is obvious that she has been holding a spoon in front of the pot and stirring slowly to cook such a pot of white porridge with soft rice grains.

Qin Zha did not answer Zhang He's question, but said, "It is said on the Internet that porridge is more nutritious, and it is good for people with wounds and fever."

"Qin Zha." Zhang He's eyes were really wet at this moment. Her words were not embellished. With her vocabulary and self-cultivation, she could say this sentence in various touching and gorgeous ways, but she didn't, not even There is no embellishment at all, just say it so bluntly.

"Ok?"

"Thank you." Thank you for not complaining to me when I hurt you in the wrong way; thank you for not being indifferent to ordinary people; thank you for giving me the opportunity to stay by your side ...

Zhang He found that his eloquence could be so good for a while, but such touching words were not important to Qin Zha.She is not a person who likes rhetorical embellishments, what she wants is straightforwardness, directness, just love her, appreciate her and speak out directly, other rhetoric will only weaken sincerity.

Qin Zha paused slightly, and his tone was not very good, "Thank you, why don't you, sit down and eat!"

"Okay." Zhang He responded obediently and obediently, then took her palm, turned over and lowered his head to gently press a kiss on her soft palm.

Qin Zha's breath was suffocated, and the palm was so sensitive that all the nerves in his body were concentrated there. His lips were very hot, and his kiss was also very hot, which made her heart sore. Can look at him speechlessly.

He looked up and looked back at her.

The dark eyes were deep and complicated, they looked at each other deeply, and they didn't need too many words, it was fine.Language is the best tool in the world, and it is also the most deceptive.

Don't say anything, just show it with actions.

**
After two days of recuperation, Zhang He's fever has subsided. In the past two days, they ate and rested together, most of the time in Qinzha's small apartment. Zhang He found that her small apartment still maintained the layout of the landlord. In terms of appearance, except for some clothes and skin care products, other things are the things that the small apartment originally brought. I knew in my heart that she didn't plan to live for a long time. I really think what she said just needs time to think about it.

On the third day, Zhang He, led by Qin Zha, walked slowly in Barbizon and climbed to the small back hill of the apartment building.

"Want to go home?" Zhang He stood on the hill, looking at the little Barbizon.

At the end of the small street of Barbizon is a dense fir forest, which used to be the place where young artists sketched and chatted. On a big stone, the heads of Millet and Rousseau were engraved to represent the relationship between the two. Friendships last forever.

Today, many houses in Barbizon have been turned into galleries, exhibiting paintings of various styles and genres that are popular today.On the outside of many houses there is a stele engraved with a famous painter who once lived here.

"It's okay. I think I'll stay for a while longer." Qin Zha shrugged indifferently.

"Aren't you afraid that the house has become a mess?"

"No, the Qin family will never be in chaos, especially after the eldest brother comes back." Qin Zha smiled, not particularly worried about this matter.

Although Qin Zha said so, he still packed their clothes that night, bid farewell to the enthusiastic Mrs. Hill the next day, and boarded the plane back home.

She knew that he would be with her for as long as she wanted to stay.But she couldn't help thinking about him, his work, and his relatives.The Zhang family would not want too much to have an unreliable daughter-in-law who handles personal affairs messily.

**
Qin Zha and Zhang He, they fell in love, they got married, they were together, their personalities still... haven't changed!

If they loved each other again, if they changed anything, it would be that they knew each other better, loved each other more, and wanted to possess each other more, monopolize them!
As soon as the "Zhe He Private Clinic" opened, it became a hot spot among everyone. Zhang He, the owner of the "Zha He Private Clinic", speaks viciously, and even takes pleasure in beating patients. He never explains any medical terms to his patients. , just tell them a simple and straightforward result; this is not the most important thing, the most important thing is that there are all big men in this clinic, and even the patients only accept male patients.

It is said that it is because his wife, Qin Zha, dislikes his contact with other women very, very much, and Zhang He, who loves his wife, obeys him willingly; similarly, his wife, Qin Zha, the leading rising painter in City B , she also kept an indifferent distance from any man, except——Zhang He.

After marriage, all the information about her calligraphy and painting manager was conveyed to her through Zhang He.

Both of them are perverted, terribly perverted.

They like to be quiet and don't like to be disturbed; the two are expensive, live in a villa on the outskirts of the city, but they don't even have a basic cleaning person, and they have to clean up everything by themselves, but they enjoy that kind of life very much.

They spend a lot of time together every day, doing their favorite things every day, and often enjoying the Huoshaoyun on the outskirts of the city.

There are thousands of kinds of love in the world, and there are thousands of ways of getting along with couples, but theirs is the most extreme and abnormal.They demand too much from each other's partners and demand the same from themselves!

This is their love, it has nothing to do with right or wrong, as long as it is suitable, it is the best!

(End of this chapter)