Jing Mohao protected Luo Xi and walked to the cabin door, bumping his shoulder against Jian Qing's.
The sudden collision caught Jian Qing off guard and staggered, "Hey you" "When can I act like a man?"
Jing Mohao snorted coldly and strode into the cabin.
Depend on He also said he looked like a woman Jian Qing touched her cheek sullenly.
It’s really smooth and tender Does wearing a mask have the effect of applying a facial mask?
I did have to wear a mask for a long time after surgery recently.
Who am I to say that he can turn into a woman by applying a facial mask?
Jian Qing glared at the man walking away angrily, turned around with a dull head, and followed He Yiru onto the plane.
Jing Mohao Luoxi entered the cabin where Ding Runing was, while Jian Qing and He Yiru sat in another cabin.
The propellers turn and the plane takes off.
He Yiru felt like her body was in the air, and she couldn't help but start to panic.
Jian Qing picked up a medical magazine and flipped through it leisurely, but He Yiru felt more and more uncomfortable.
She began to feel dizzy and sweaty, her body became weak, and her face began to turn pale and blue.
He Yiru reached out and put her hand on the man's arm, speechless.
Jian Qing turned around and saw that He Yiru's face looked wrong.
She quickly dropped the magazine in her hand and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
He Yiru hummed, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and said angrily, "This is my first time flying in a helicopter."
"It looks like I'm airsick.
Please wait for me for a while."
Jian Qing got up and went to the bathroom outside the cabin, wetted a towel and brought it into the cabin, folded it carefully, and gently placed it on He Yiru's forehead, "Hold on for a little longer, and we'll be there soon."
"Thank you, Mr.
Jane."
Jian Qing helped her deal with the sweat stains on her cheeks, "You will have to follow me for a while from now on.
Don't call me Mr.
Jian.
Just call me Jian Qing."
He Yiru was slightly shy as his hand caressed her cheek.
She didn't dare to raise her eyes to look at him for a moment.
She smiled hard at him and nodded slightly.
"Be sure to bring some chewing gum and fresh orange peel when you fly in the future to relieve airsickness."
Jian Qing warned patiently.
"Okay, I remember."
He Yiru responded softly, her eyes passing over the man's handsome face and she closed her eyes softly, covering the soft waves in her eyes.
Jian Qing couldn't help but feel slightly emotional as she smelled the sweet scent on her body.
A face as hot as fire suddenly appeared in his mind, and he woke up instantly.
He could leave He Yiru's body and sit back in his seat.
He Yiru's gradually relaxing mood made her body gradually feel more comfortable, "Jian Qing" She tried calling him that.
Jian Qing tilted her head slightly, "Are you feeling better?"
He Yiru sat up a little straighter and showed a relieved smile, "It's much better.
Maybe I'm too nervous.
I shouldn't be like this when I fly in the future."
Jian Qing smiled heartily and said, "That's good."
He Yiru took off the towel on his head and asked, "If I follow you from now on, what can I do for you?"
Jian Qing thought for a moment and asked for her opinion, "What will you do?
Bandaging, sampling or testing?"
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He Yiru shook his head one by one, "It may sound simpler just to bandage, but I majored in journalism in college and have never been exposed to these.
I don't know if I can do it."
Jian Qing didn't take it seriously, waved his hand and said, "You can't say that, as long as you have the will, you can do it well
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