Chapter 74 - Shooting Himself In the Foot (2/2)

Tang Qiu pounced on him without hesitation and kissed him. Jiang Shaocheng hugged her and could not bear to let go.

“Dear, I need to start my reading.”

Jiang Shaocheng agreed, but didn’t release her yet. He lowered his head and took his time to kiss her forehead before letting go.

Professional books were very boring. After reading for more than an hour, Tang Qiu felt sleepy. She propped up her eyelids, only to feel them drooping not long later.

“Qiu, get up and drink some water,” Jiang Shaocheng reminded her.

Tang Qiu quickly obeyed. She was earnest about her studies, but Professor Sun’s assignment was more than a little taxing. She scratched her head and drank some water before pouring a second cup for her husband.

“Not easy, is it?”

Tang Qiu nodded. “The content itself is manageable, but there isn’t an autopsy available for reference. I have to imagine the anatomy myself. It’s a little troublesome.”

Anatomy?

Jiang Shaocheng deliberated and pointed at himself. “Why don’t I be your research subject? You can use parts of my body for reference.”

Tang Qiu’s eyes lit up. “You’ll have to take off your clothes.”

“Would you mind that?” he asked, smiling.

“Of course not,” she said without a trace of humor. “You’re devoting yourself to the study of medicine!”

He nodded, matching her seriousness. “Help me take them off, then.”

Tang Qiu immediately helped him take off his jacket and shirt. The light shone down on his muscles, accentuating their sculpted, well-defined lines. Tang Qiu’s face turned red. Just by looking at him, she felt that something was wrong. Her husband was ill–how could he be so muscular? It didn’t make sense. “Dear, you cough just from being out in the wind. How did you manage to train your muscles?”

Jiang Shaocheng was caught off guard by her question. Had he shot himself in the foot?