Jian Qing's earlobes hidden in her hair were hot and red.

She pursed her lips, sat up and asked, "Do I need to repair these four teeth?"

"It can be supplemented, or it can be supplemented." Lu Huaiyu slowly cleaned up the disposable oral instrument plate, making a slight metal collision sound.

"The degree of caries of your teeth is not very serious. If you brush your teeth well, you may not have deep caries in the future. However, you need to conduct a review every six months to observe the caries regularly."

Hearing him say this, Jian Qing frowned and muttered in a low voice, "I think I usually brush my teeth seriously, why do I get tooth decay?"

Lu Huaiyu lowered his head, rolled up his used mask and surgical gloves, and threw them into the trash can. "It should be that your back gums are less free. It is not easy to brush the toothbrush. You can change it to a small-headed toothbrush to brush your teeth."

"By the way." He seemed to remember something, raised his head and asked, "How old are you?"

Jian Qing was stunned, as if the patient was facing the doctor's subconscious answer: "21 years old."

When Lu Huaiyu heard this, his eyelids slightly raised and he pondered for a moment, "When I checked just now, I didn't see your wisdom teeth. Maybe it's an ambush because the gums are not in place. If you have time, you'd better go to the hospital to take a tooth."

"But I don't even feel my wisdom teeth are growing. Do you need to go for a checkup if you don't feel uncomfortable?" Jian Qing licked the deepest teeth.

"The ambush teeth grow inside the gums, and the position of the teeth cannot be seen with the naked eye. If the position is not correct, it will press on the teeth, causing damage to the teeth. It still needs to be removed if necessary." Lu Huaiyu explained to her patiently, his voice was low and cold, and he was not slow.

Jian Qing opened her bright and ignorant eyes and listened to him giving him a sense of oral knowledge.

I only grasped one point and wanted to extract my teeth.

She nodded, as if she understood, "Ao, then I have time to go to the hospital for a film."

Well, of course there won’t be time, who can go to extract teeth without any trouble?

Seeing her solemn expression, Lu Huaiyu didn't notice the perfunctory and resistance in the little girl's heart, "Just Friday morning."

He took out the notes and pens from the coffee table and wrote down a string of numbers, "I happened to go out of the clinic that day. You just need to report my name with a plus. If you have any questions, call the above."

“…”

Jian Qing was silent for a while and refused: "That's too troublesome to you. I'll have to add a number. I'll just sign up for it myself."

Lu Huaiyu pursed his thin lips and looked at her with dark eyes, "But aren't you my patient now?"

The tone was faint, and it seemed like I was a little unhappy, as if I was complaining that you had already seen your teeth by me, why could you go to another doctor?

“…”

All the words were over here, but Jian Qing seemed very ignorant when she refused, so she could only take the note and thank him obediently.

I couldn't help but mutter to myself, it seemed that the competition among dentists was very fierce, and I had to grab the patient like this.

Her eyes fell on the notes. The man's hard pen was very beautiful, with his pen moving in a dragon and snake manner, vigorous and powerful manner, and his name was written.

His name is like his person, he is noble and cold.

After Lu Huaiyu had processed the used disposable oral instruments, he asked inadvertently: "How are you thinking about the work I mentioned to you before?"

Jian Qing paused to pack up the painting materials. She lowered her head, and her hair fell from behind her ears, covering half of her side face, unable to see her emotions clearly.

I remembered Jian Hongzhe’s phone call during the day, and to be honest, the job of taking care of Mianmian is very easy. I just need to sleep with Mianmian, and it does not take up any time during the day.

She hesitated for a moment and decided to take on the job.

After hearing her promise, Lu Huaiyu had no special expression, and she looked like a tutor, and paid a month in advance.

After Jian Qing left, Lu Huaiyu got up and went to the door of Mimian's room, knocking on the door with clear joints on his hands, "Get out."

After a long time, the little guy opened the crack in the door, poked his head out, drooped his eyebrows and eyes, and made a last unnecessary struggle, "I don't want to check my teeth."

Lu Huaiyu curled his lips and smiled, as if he was in a good mood, but suddenly he became easier to speak, "Yes, then don't check it."

"Really? That's great, hehehe." Mianmian's expression immediately turned cloudy and sunny. He opened the door and jumped back to the living room.

"Hey, is your sister gone?" She didn't see Jian Qing in the living room, so she turned around and asked Lu Huaiyu who was following behind.

Lu Huaiyu said lightly, put his right hand in his pocket, and walked casually to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room.

There were two painting boards, one big and one small. When Jian Qing left, she forgot to take the painting paper away and just put it on the painting board.

On the plain white paper, the clean and simple lines are not a burden, which outlines the beautiful sleeping face of a man.

In contrast, Mianmian's paintings are crooked and there is no trace of her father except for two eyes and one mouth.

Mianmian sat on the white cashmere carpet, playing with her rabbit mother and rabbit daughter in her hands, and a mini kitchen on the ground.

She pushed the small pot that was not as big as a palm and threw it into the green bamboo shoots that were shrinking in proportion. She said, "Tsk, I think the dishes my sister cooks are better than Aunt Qin's. Can I let my sister cook every day in the future?"

Lu Huaiyu's eyes remained on the sketch paper and did not move away. He replied lightly: "No, my sister's hands are for drawing, not for cooking for you."

He carried the little guy into his arms and said in a negotiated tone, "Mianmian, can you be obedient in the future and call me uncle?"

Mianmian tilted her head, giggled, and then shook her head, "I like the word 'Dad'."

The three-year-old child is ignorant and does not understand what the two names "Dad" and "Uncle" represent. He only thinks that the pronunciation of "Dad" sounds good and convenient, and he can't come back no matter how he is straight.

Mianmian blinked her big round eyes, looking innocent and ignorant.

Lu Huaiyu stretched out his hand helplessly, tapped the tip of her little nose, and didn't say anything.

There was no one on the bus at 9 o'clock in the evening, and the driver drove very quickly. From the speed of stopping and opening and closing at every stop, he was eager to get off work.

Jian Qing sat in the last row, staring at her phone, and the blue light emitted from the screen reflected the outline of her soft face.

The balance in the account is pitifully small, only more than 10,000 yuan, and the big one was transferred by Lu Huaiyu just now.

She pursed her lips and clicked on the transfer record. In the past, at the beginning of each month, she would transfer money to an anonymous account for 10,000 yuan, and it had been transferred for twenty-four months.

It's only six months away.

Enough for her to pick up the lost self-esteem bit by bit.

It took Jian Qing more than two years to save 200,000 yuan. Jian Hongzhe asked her to get the money in a week, which was clearly forcing her.

Forced her to take out so much money overnight like before.

Jian Hongzhe didn't care where her money came from, even though he knew that there was no vacancies lunch in the world.

All he wanted was a machine that could make money, just like his past wife.

Thinking of this, Jian Qing took a deep breath, opened the window, and poured the wind into the air, which cooled into the heart.

She turned her head and looked out the window. The city that had rained was filled with water vapor, and the bus stop billboards shone brightly, which was particularly eye-catching in the darkness.

The woman on the billboard was wearing a haute couture black dress, with the skirt covered with broken diamonds, like stars in the Milky Way.

The maroon curly hair hangs like a waterfall, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes are like spring water, red lips and white teeth, and the smile is so beautiful.

It's Cen Yu.

Jian Qing suddenly envied her.

Live freely and freely, never looking back or staying for anyone.

Even such a noble man and such a smart and sensible child could not restrain her.

On the silent bus, the sound of the phone vibrating suddenly sounded.

"Aqing, I am my aunt." A middle-aged woman's accentuated voice came.

Jian Qing said lightly, and asked softly: "Is there anything wrong?"

Chen Mei sighed and said, "It's nothing big. It's just that I played mahjong at the mahjong hall in the afternoon. I heard that Jian Hongzhe was selling his old house."

"There are rumors that the area will be demolished in the future, and the demolition fee will be at least 300,000 to 400,000 yuan. Jian Hongzhe has been short of money recently, and there are still many people asking him to buy a house. Some have offered to pay 150,000 yuan."

Jian Qing listened silently, her fingertips turned white, and she held her cell phone tightly.

"My aunt is watching you at home. If he sells the house, you can't lose one of your money. That house is left to your mother and him." Chen Mei didn't hear anyone's reaction for a long time, "Hey, are you listening, Aqing?"

"Yeah, listening."

"Okay, I'm here to tell you that you have to take good care of yourself outside. If you don't have enough money, come to find your aunt." Chen Mei said in a nagging manner.

Jian Qing pursed her lips, opened her mouth, wanted to say something, and finally closed it again.

Chen Mei and her husband opened a fireworks shop in their hometown. They lived a barely strong life and were not well-off. Jian Qing really couldn't open this.

What's more, except her, I'm afraid no one would think there was something worth nostalgic about in that dilapidated house.

Without saying a few words, a sound of glass shattering came from the other end of the phone, and the child's crying came. Chen Mei's tone became impatient, "Oh, okay, I won't tell you anymore, the puppy needs to be cleaned up again."

After saying that, he hung up the phone to isolate the bustle and complexity on the other end.

"Little girl, the terminal is here." The driver knocked on the steering wheel and urged.

Jian Qing came to her senses only after she didn't notice that the bus had stopped for a long time. She hurriedly said sorry and jumped out of the bus.

At night at the Nanda Sports Center, the headlights of the open-air basketball court are shot from a distance and will not be too dim.

At this moment, there were bustling students running around the red plastic playground, sweating profusely.

There is a football field in the middle of the playground. The grass has turned yellow and exposed the mottled ground.

Jian Qing found a seat to sit on the ground, dazed. She was in a bad mood and didn't want to return to the dormitory to affect Lin Yi and the others.

She opened Nanlin Bank's app again and stared at the transfer records.

Wouldn't it be too shameless if I asked someone to get the money I paid back?

Jian Qing clicked on the transfer entrance.

Enter the transfer amount: 1

She stared at [Transfer Postscript] and typed a line of words, with her thumb hanging on the button of [Confirm Transfer], and she didn't press it for a long time.

I don’t know how long I thought about it, but my fingertips were rubbing my fingertips repeatedly on the screen.

Finally, I mustered up the courage to vent, plucked up, plucked up, and vent.

Until the time got late, the headlights of the open-air basketball court were turned off and the playground fell into darkness.

In a corner not far away, the sound of water stains on the lips and teeth kissing was unbearable.
Chapter completed!