Chapter 873 Be Good, Call My Name, I Want to Listen

In the operating room, Jun Xiqing was lying on the operating table. Sikongheng performed the operation himself, with Bai Xue as his assistant.

Midway, Sikong Heng took off the white gloves on his hands and glanced at Bai Xue, "Come up here and press it for me."

Bai Xue quickly jumped onto the operating table. She also took off the white gloves on her hands. She held Sikong Heng's hand with her five green-white fingers, walked in, interlocked with his fingers, and held it gently.

Sikong Heng's heart moved slightly. He didn't even tell her how to do it or where to press it before she understood, and she did it perfectly.

The two have never collaborated before, but they have a good understanding of each other.

Now that her fingers were slipping into his palm, he felt that her skin was delicate and lubricated, and her green-white fingers were extremely beautiful. They were intertwined with his fingers, and they looked indescribably well-matched.

The two of them were so close that Sikong Heng could smell the body fragrance on her body, a cold orchid fragrance, just like her focused and beautiful eyebrows at this moment.

Sikong Heng felt that his attention was diverted for a few seconds, and it actually fell on the female assistant.

For some reason, this female assistant gave him a very familiar feeling.

…

An operation jointly performed by Sikong Heng and Bai Xue was destined to be very successful.

In the ward, Sikong Heng looked at the examination report and said gently, "Miss Jun, your voice has completely recovered. You can now try to open your mouth and practice speaking."

Jun Xiqing sat on the hospital bed and looked at the mirror in front of her. She looked at herself in the mirror, and then opened her mouth.

Nothing is sent out.

She tried a few more times, and some sweat broke out on the small beauty tip of her forehead.

"Ms. Jun, you may not have spoken for a while, so you're a little nervous now. It's okay. You'll have absolutely no problem speaking now. Just practice it a few more times and you'll be fine."

Jun Xiqing was very grateful to Sikong Heng, so she smiled brightly at Sikong Heng.

At this time, a clear cough sounded, "Ahem."

Jun Xiqing looked sideways and saw the Brahma Gate.

It's a Brahma cough, which means a reminder.

A figure as tall as jade stood in front of Brahma Gate, and Lu Yeming came.

Lu Yeming's deep phoenix eyes fell quietly on her Xianchen little face, and then glanced at Sikong Heng with a vague look.

He didn't know when he came, and he had been standing by the door watching, quietly, silently, and with an indescribable coldness.

Jun Xiqing was confused by him.

Behind him, Brahma Men's anxious palms were all sweaty. The Lord had been watching for a long time, and Miss Jun smiled at Divine Doctor Sikong.

The atmosphere in the ward was very quiet, eerily quiet. Sikong Heng, tall and long-legged, stood beside the hospital bed. He closed the examination report in his hand in a hurry. His black eyes hidden behind the gold frame were warm and calm. Looking at Lu Yeming, "President Lu, are you here? Miss Jun has recovered well and can speak again."

Lu Yeming was silent for a second, or two seconds, and then slowly raised his thin lips, he smiled and said, "The medical skills of Divine Doctor Sikong are indeed well-deserved. Thank you for your hard work this time. Let Divine Doctor Sikong rush over to perform an operation. The cost is It must be very high, I have asked Brahma to prepare a check.”

Jun Xiqing quickly raised her eyebrows. Dr. Sikong was the best doctor in the academic world. He was gentle, noble, and extremely talented. Dr. Sikong rushed over to perform the surgery on her, most likely out of affection.

But now Lu Yeming dryly used the word "check" to criticize Divine Doctor Sikong, which was simply too much.

Sikong Heng's handsome face showed no emotion, "Thank you, President Lu. I'll go out first."

Sikong Heng left.

…

As soon as Sikong Heng left, Fanmen followed suit, leaving Lu Yeming and Jun Xiqing alone in the ward.

Lu Yeming walked forward and came to the bedside. He was wearing a black suit today, with a striped business vest and a white shirt underneath. He looked particularly handsome in a priceless formal suit.

He lowered his handsome eyelids and looked at her, then stretched out his slender fingers to lift her small chin, and said in a gentle voice, "Can you talk? Call Lu Yeming and come listen."

She hasn't spoken for a long time, and hasn't called him "Lu Yeming" for a long time.

Lu Yeming admitted that he missed the time when she used to be shy and angry at the same time, sometimes like an angry kitten with its claws spread out and angrily calling him Lu Yeming.

Jun Xiqing stretched out her little hand and knocked his big palm off with a "snap". She turned her little face away, not looking at him.

But the next second, her small face was pinched by his big palm, and with force under his fingers, he forced her to turn around and look at him.

Jun Xiqing was forced to look up and bumped into his overly delicate handsome face.

Lu Yeming had a smile on his lips, and his sharp eyes like a falcon locked her little face. Looking at her inch by inch, he said slowly, "Are you angry? Tell me, what are you angry about?"

He is now condescending and his careless attitude looks very...bad!

Jun Xiqing stretched out her hand to push him, her red lips twitched, and she opened her mouth and said, "Are you interested in treating Divine Doctor Sikong like this?"

She spoke.

Her voice is still lively and sweet.

But Lu Yeming felt that it was unreasonably harsh. He curled his thin lips and said sarcastically, "I rushed here from the Congress, and I hope that the first thing you say is to call me by my name. Jun Xiqing, please give it to me now." Listen to this, Divine Doctor Sikong?”

Her first words were Doctor Sikong.

Jun Xiqing raised her head and looked at Lu Yeming, "Where did you offend Divine Doctor Sikong? First you hit someone in the face with a check, and now you don't allow me to mention it?"

Lu Ye thought about the bright smile she gave Sikong Heng just now, and a layer of gloom fell on her handsome eyebrows.

But he was very good at controlling his temper, "Qingqing, don't make me angry, ok? Be good, call me by my name, I want to listen."

"President Lu, I'm not your puppet. When you're angry, you'll be all weird and unwilling to speak clearly, and I can only please you?" Jun Xiqing got up from the bed and looked at him with her smart eyes, "You're such a big shot, I can't serve you!"

She turned and left.

After taking two steps, a big hand came from behind, grabbed her slender wrist, and half pushed and half hugged her against the wall.

Two small hands quickly pressed against his sturdy chest, trying to push him away, "What are you doing, let me go!"

Lu Yeming looked at her very reluctant look, and the smile in his phoenix eyes deepened a little, "It seems that you are really all right. I won't force you to call my name if you don't want to. I haven't touched you for several days. Now give me a kiss."

He leaned over and kissed her red lips.

Jun Xiqing quickly turned her head to avoid his kiss, "Let me go, this is a hospital, I just recovered, you want to bully me?"

"What do you think of me? You never asked me if I was willing or not."