Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 25 I can't help it, I want to kiss her
Suddenly want to rely on this man, at least at this moment, can't help thinking.

Jin Ziqi, who is weak, does not want to push away the man who is holding her because of etiquette.

The moment Song Qiyan led her into the elevator, Jin Ziqi involuntarily leaned his head on his shoulder, and slowly closed his eyelashes, seeking a moment of peace.

Her long black and smooth hair crawled all over his chest, Song Qiyan looked at himself on the elevator wall, wearing only a black vest, with a hint of tension and panic remaining on his face.

Jin Ziqi was held tightly by him, and he knew how much strength he used to support her carefully.

Her elegant and beautiful long legs were raised above his strong arms, and her delicate white ankles were exposed at the bottom of her trousers.

Her cheek was pressed against his chest, her eyes were quietly closed, and her pale lips were slightly pressed together, as if she was the Sleeping Beauty who was stolen from the castle by him.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Song Qiyan hugged Jin Ziqi and walked quickly to his car parked at the door.

"It's Miss Ziqi..."

At the gate, she met Xiao Xiao who had just returned from dinner. She recognized Jin Ziqi wrapped in a suit at a glance, and then also saw this handsome mature man holding Jin Ziqi.

Her first reaction was: Who is this man.

In fact, she just thought: Why didn't anyone stop this man from coming out with Ziqi in his arms?
"Sister Ziqi!"

When Xiao Xiao recovered from her dazed doubts and chased him out, Song Qiyan had already stuffed Jin Ziqi into the car, and the luxurious black Maybach drove away.

Xiao Xiao stared at the car that turned into a black spot in a daze.

Sister Ziqi has never let a man get close to her in these years, and she seems to be vigilant and evasive anytime and anywhere.

But now, she allowed a man to hold her in his arms.

Who is this man?

The Maybach rushed into the parking lot of the hospital. Song Qiyan hugged Jin Ziqi, who was drowsy from the pain, before he had time to register, and directly smashed open the door of an emergency room.

The young doctor on duty recognized Jin Ziqi at a glance, the heir to the Jin family who often appeared on financial pages, and also the most expensive daughter-in-law in the city.

So when seeing a doctor for Jin Ziqi himself, it is inevitable that there will be a little bit of excitement.

When he pressed his hand to Jin Ziqi's stomach, he didn't grasp the strength, and the pain caused Jin Ziqi to convulse.

She leaned to the left, spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground, and tears fell down in big drops.

"Miss Jin, I'm sorry, I'm a little harsh..."

As soon as the young doctor finished speaking, Song Qiyan grabbed his collar by the side, and his thin body was smashed to the ground by a hard fist, and then he was lifted up violently: "What did you do to her, didn't you see?" Does she hurt! Do you treat people like this?"

Song Qiyan's entire face was filled with gloom, he clenched the young doctor's fist and gritted his teeth.

But soon he noticed that Jin Ziqi seemed to be frightened by his rudeness, so he threw off the young doctor's collar, left a sentence of "take care of her", then turned around and quickly disappeared at the door of the emergency room.

Jin Ziqi held his swollen stomach and watched Song Qiyan leave.

He punched hard and accurately just now, as if the doctor had a deep hatred for him.

If that kind of fist greets her one day, what will be the consequences?

Thinking of this, Jin Ziqi raised the corners of her lips as if she was having a hard time, she suddenly wondered if Song Qiyan would hit a woman or not?

About 10 minutes later, the door of the emergency room was pushed open from the outside. Jin Ziqi, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, felt his heart skip a beat. Looking around, he saw Song Qiyan escorting an old man in.

"I said, why are you so unreasonable, a young man! Didn't you speak slowly, and you are so reckless!"

The old man who was held by Song Qiyan in his hand turned his head twice and yelled angrily at Song Qiyan, who looked tense: "Driving is so terrible! You don't want to live yourself, so don't take the old man with you!"

Song Qiyan and Jin Ziqi's examining eyes met, and they immediately moved away, feeling uncomfortable.

After hearing the old man's complaints, You Qi became more and more impatient, dragged the old man to the bed and said coldly, "See a doctor!"

The old man turned his head thoughtfully, and when he saw Jin Ziqi on the bed, his hale and hearty eyes flashed.

He glanced back at Song Qiyan who was standing by the door and refused to come, and snorted meaningfully: "It's a good thing for young people to have sex, but you have to worry about your own life..."

"Damn old man, I said you never finished!"

Song Qiyan's low growl came to an end when he glanced at Jin Ziqi from the corner of his eyes.

He coughed in disguise, but the corners of his mouth curled down revealed his displeasure.

The old man squinted at Song Qiyan, and snorted softly, "Aren't you happy to say a word about you? Then you broke open the door of my house and pulled me out of the bed. Should I hate you for the rest of my life?"

Only then did Jin Ziqi notice the old man's attire. Apart from wearing a pair of leather shoes on his bare feet, he was wearing a vest for sleeping and a pair of boxer shorts, as if he had been forcibly dragged here.

Seeing Jin Ziqi's surprised look, the old man snatched the medical equipment from the young doctor's hands in a fit of anger, and told Jin Ziqi to lie down while the young doctor prepared to wash Jin Ziqi's stomach.

"Okay, Dean, I'll let the people in the instrument room prepare it right away."

Dean? !Jin Ziqi doubted his hearing. Is the old man in front of him the dean?
The old man squinted contemptuously at Jin Ziqi, who was full of doubts, with an expression of "I don't know much, it's scary".

Then he turned around and stared at the door, his anger rising: "I don't know where this kid found out my address, my poor door, I was knocked and kicked by this kid, and I almost didn't need a chainsaw knife !"

"Don't you know that I was too tired to be on duty last night? I wasn't even allowed to sleep peacefully!"

Jin Ziqi looked at the door amidst the dean's endless murmur, only to see Song Qiyan standing by the door, tall and straight, with a tall and straight posture, the slightly dim light obscured the expression on his face.

The suit she placed next to the bed still carried its own warmth, which was put on her by Song Qiyan.

Jin Ziqi couldn't help but curled up his mouth, and the hand hidden under the quilt unexpectedly grasped the corner of the suit at some point, as if he had grasped a support.

Song Qiyan tried his best to calm down his panting breathing, sweat slipped down his temples and browbones, and condensed on his chin.

When the dean's eloquent complaints lingered in the ward, his eyes flashed with punctured embarrassment.

"Isn't it just money? I'll give it to you!"

Song Qiyan's face had already darkened, and after finishing his cold words, he slammed the door and walked out.

(End of this chapter)