The petite wife of the era, the rough man's husband spoils

Tan Mianmian ate happily. The food here is really better than that in the countryside.

After eating, they continued to tidy up, and when the house was tidied up to a normal and liveable appearance, both of them were a little tired.

Ji Yan still wanted to get up and clean up the dishes, check the water supply, walk around the surrounding area, and let her know where to buy things and the local committee office.

"What are you doing, make me look like my parents sent me to college." Tan Mianmian leaned into his arms.

Ji Yan grabbed her quickly and stroked her hair: "The mood is the same."

"Oh, Dad Ji, Dad." Uh.

It's kind of weird to read this together.

Forget it, this style is not for them.

"You, you say some things that people can't stand when you are serious." Ji Yan fell down.

Tan Mianmian snorted and buried herself in front of him; "I'm going to buy you softer fabrics. By the way, when are you going back? Can you stay a few more days? I want to make you some clothes before letting you go. .”

"I have a lot of clothes. Besides, I have been here for two months. I usually come here every few days. If I am afraid of living alone, I will send Xiaohua."

"Pfft, if you do this, where did you put your aunt, where did you put Xiaohua's brother? I did it alone, and the security here will not be bad."

"No, I'm going to put something on your wall." Ji Yan thought of his way of dressing up in the yard in the country, and he wanted to reproduce it here.

I don't know how he found it. He went out for a walk, and when he came back, he brought back a lot of glass slag, piled in the corner, and said that he would go to the cement factory and ask for a bag.

"Is it suitable for a small second-floor courtyard?"

"Appropriate." Ji Yan responded without blinking.

On the same day, I got her a glass bottle slag fence to protect her, oh, and rusty iron wire soil bumps and so on, and put them on it together, but anyone who has a bad heart and doesn’t walk through the front door, what’s waiting for him Only harm.

Tan Mianmian didn't say anything nice, and let him come a few times at night.

I felt a little regretful when I got up the next day, because I had to go to the hospital to understand the current situation of the hospital.

This is the hot weather, so wearing a silk scarf is so conspicuous.

However, she still went to work with a silk scarf.

Ji Yan stays at home and strives to be the number one snail husband of the era.

It was not the first time for Tan Mianmian to come to the hospital, and he went to the dean's office with ease.

"Hello, hello, have you eaten, Dr. Tan?"

"I've eaten, you're welcome, I'll just sit here."

After exchanging pleasantries, Director Li personally brought tea over and put it away.

"Thank you."

The fragrance is pleasant, it is green tea.

Because the official work must be postponed for two days. After all, firstly, he has to organize a meeting, and secondly, he has to sort out Tan Mianmian's office needs, and show her the schedule of the new work. There will not be too many episodes and problems arising temporarily.

Tan Mianmian looked through the materials one by one, and went over the doctors who are good at those fields in the hospital, as well as the latest tricky operation.

Surgery, she can do it all.

But there must be an affiliated department. Omnipotence is not a good word, and I don't want to fall to the point where I have no skills.

"For surgery, I usually stay in the emergency department. If there is anything serious and difficult to deal with, I will solve it as soon as possible. If other departments encounter difficult operations, I can also go to it. By the way, please keep this news within a certain range. .”

After thinking about it, Tan Mianmian added: "By the way, I don't think the surgeries listed in this document are difficult. If you need them, they will be arranged in the May surgeries."

"Okay, okay, sure, please don't worry." When Director Li saw Tan Mianmian saying that, you couldn't hold back your words.

After discussing the matter, Director Li sincerely asked to go to the small cafeteria for dinner.

Tan Mianmian asked if he could bring his family.

"Oh, you are talking about your husband, Ji Yan, right? Of course, we welcome you very much. Does Mr. Ji drink?" Director Li asked.