Chapter 243 Cats rely on human power
After Qiao Cian left Song Deming's ward, he went to another VIP ward.
She opened the door and walked in. The young man in the ward immediately raised his head and looked at her, "Come back so soon?"
"Come back, that old man won't tell the truth, wait. I'll know the truth if I catch that ghost tonight." Qiao Cian walked over and made a move to sit on the hospital bed.
Before the butt fell, I got a kick on the butt.
"Ouch!" Qiao Cian stood up straight and stared at the person on the bed with a pair of big beautiful eyes, "What are you doing?!"
The boy on the bed was handsome and pale, with a clear look of disgust and indifference on his face. He uttered one word, "dirty."
Hey, I have such a bad temper, you actually called me dirty!
Qiao Cian sat down on the hospital bed without hesitation, and even rubbed it deliberately, "Just a little bit, I'll sit down, I'll sit down, if you don't accept it, come and hit me."
Duan Qinghua's teeth were itching from the look of him wanting to be beaten. He looked at the neat bedside and saw the wrinkles caused by her rubbing. He rolled his eyes in anger and fainted.
"Hey, hey, why did you faint?!" Seeing that someone suddenly fainted, Qiao Cian hurriedly ran out to call the doctor and nurse.
On the other side, Song Zhenglin left the ward with a gloomy face. On the way back to his son's ward, he thought about it for a long time, with countless flashbacks in his mind. He finally made a decision - to pull back from the brink. Stop losses promptly.
We can no longer let that monster continue to harm his family!
Song Zhenglin was about to walk to his son's ward. After making up his mind, he immediately turned around and headed towards the street. Just when he was about to take a taxi, an accident happened.
Among the pedestrians walking on the street, a homeless-like person suddenly bumped into him. At the same time, the fruit knife the homeless man was carrying accidentally slipped off, and the tip of the knife was pointed at Song Zhenglin's thigh. In an instant, a large gash was opened on his leg, and blood flowed freely.
Song Zhenglin had no choice but to return to the hospital to bandage his wound. After bandaging the wound, he planned to continue leaving when he was almost at the entrance of the hospital.
But he received a call from his wife, telling him that the child's wound had worsened and was sent to the emergency room again, and asked him to go there quickly.
In the weather in July and August, the heat wave was scorching outside, but he could not feel a trace of temperature. His whole body was cold, and he suddenly seemed to sense something.
He suddenly turned around and looked at the hospital behind him. In his sight, the noisy sounds in the hospital hall and the people inside disappeared. There were many people wearing red wedding dresses standing in the middle of the cold and empty hall. girl.
They were staring directly at him, looking at the familiar faces, Song Zhenglin's mind went blank.
The honking of the car behind him seemed to come from another world, and he could hear nothing except his own rapid breathing.
There is only one sentence swirling in my mind - they are back for revenge.
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Lunch was still cooked by Yanqing. Knowing that Qi Ming was going to stay for lunch, he secretly cooked a few more dishes and even bought a fish. , made a squirrel mandarin fish.
He read the historical records in the Taoist temple and found that the Qi Ming Patriarch was from Suzhou and his favorite food was squirrel and mandarin fish.
Yang Fan looked at the many extra dishes on the table, raised his eyebrows slightly, and couldn't help but feel his teeth sore.
She looked at Yan Qing expressionlessly, who looked a little guilty, "There are two more people, I'm afraid there won't be enough food."
There are just two more ghosts. , you have five more dishes.
Yang Fan just laughed.
Yan Qing’s voice was a little weak, “It’s my own money that I use to buy vegetables.”
Normally, Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin would go directly to the living room cabinet to get the money they needed to buy groceries.
Hearing that he used his own money to buy groceries, Yang Fan could barely accept this excuse.
Qi Ming gave Yan Qing an appreciative look, which was a good job.
With the approval of the ancestor, the corners of Yan Qing's mouth turned up slightly, like a child who was praised by the teacher, which made Yang Fan's teeth even more sore.
My heart once again greeted the person who failed to record his glorious deeds.
A certain headmaster far away in Sanqing Palace kept coughing.
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Song Weiyi didn't expect that she could have a free meal at noon. When Yan Qing handed her the rice bowl, she was flattered and took it with both hands. Say thank you again and again. But after getting his job, Song Weiwei didn't know where he should sit.
At the square dining table, Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin sat on one side in a tacit understanding, Tang Yuanyuan and Yan Qing sat on the other side, Yang Fan and Yan Qing each sat on the other side, the host Yang Fan was sitting there, but there was a stool next to her, and that seat belonged to Little White Tiger.
The only empty seat left is the one next to Qi Ming.
Sit next to the adult and eat... Song Weiwei moved a small stool and sat behind Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin without thinking. It was safer to stay in this position.
Fu Cancan and Xiao Lin could completely understand her fear. They looked at each other and moved to the side in a tacit understanding to make a space for her.
Beside Xiao Lin was Tang Yuanyuan, who moved towards Yan Qing.
While moving, Fu Cancan accidentally moved to Yang Fan's side. The latter didn't say anything and moved the stool calmly.
Successfully, Song Weiwei squeezed in between Xiao Lin and Fu Cancan, and it was not crowded while sitting.
Yang Fan picked up the little white tiger and let him start choosing vegetables.
The little white tiger's little paws pointed at the meat and vegetables on the table. He wanted to eat this, that, and that, he wanted to eat.
Yang Fan gave it some of each item one by one.
Others have long been accustomed to the little white tiger, but Qi Ming stared at the little white tiger in Yang Fan's hand for a few more times and said.
"Why is it so fat?"
It seems to be a few circles fatter than when he first saw it.
I didn’t grow up, I just gained weight.
Yang Fan immediately pointed the head of the little white tiger at Qi Ming, "He called you fat, bite him."
In Yang Fan's hands, the little white tiger became much more courageous, oozing. He roared at Qi Ming.
Qi Ming just stared at it without any movement or expression.
Yes, that’s it.
Yang Fan put the little white tiger on the stool and patted its butt, "Go, Lao Hei."
"Ouch..."
Little White Tiger The voice gradually became quieter, and finally he pretended that nothing happened and lowered his head to cook.
Others:...'Cat' relies on human power?
The corner of Yang Fan's mouth twitched and he complained softly, "It's worthless."
Little White Tiger: It's definitely not a coward, but eating is important!
“Eat, eat, don’t sit around stupidly.”
Yang Fan picked up the bowl and started eating, and the others started to use their chopsticks one after another.
Dining with the Patriarch (a senior Yin Chai), except for Yang Fan, everyone else was a little reserved at first.
But this restraint was quickly broken.
"Yang Fan, you are eating." Li Wenlin walked in from the gate with a smile.
Yang Fan asked, "Uncle Wenlin, have you eaten? How about we eat some together?"
"I haven't eaten yet." Li Wenlin came over and saw a large table full of them. I was greedy for the food, "You guys eat so much food for lunch, so I'll just take two bites."
Hearing this, Fu Cancan, Tang Yuanyuan, and Xiao Lin got up to serve the meal without Yang Fan's reminder.
Tang Yuanyuan was one step ahead of them and served the rice first.