The little wife of the demon president

Chapter 692
So he tried hard, enduring the bitterness in his mouth and the nausea in his throat, and swallowed all the pills with different flavors.

He watched quietly, and I leaned back and smiled at him: "After I learned to be independent, I actually changed a lot of my habits. I used to take a pill and a glass of water and couldn't drink it, but now I can take it without water." go down."

"Mo Qianxun."

I looked up at Ji Xiaobei who was still panting at the door and smiled: "Xiaobei, you finally came to pick me up, you have to wait a little longer, this drip is almost over.

"Brother Lin Xia." I smiled: "Xiaobei is here to accompany me, you can go back!"

Ji Xiaobei said very cooperatively: "Lin Xia, thank you for taking care of Qianxun. Now that I am here, I will take good care of him. You can go back first!" Ji Xiaobei walked to the other side and stroked Qianxun with one hand. Flicking my hair: "What's the matter, I brought myself to the hospital again, baby, I'll buy you ice cream when you're better, be good." He lowered his head and kissed me on my face in front of Lin Xia. kissed.

Lin Xia looked sad and stood up: "Qianxun, call me if you need anything."

He walked a little awkwardly, but his back was straight.

As soon as the door was closed, I hurriedly said to Ji Xiaobei: "Hurry up and take me to the bathroom, I want to vomit." I couldn't help it, the medicine was so nauseous, and the soreness was still in my throat.

I vomited upside down, and Ren Ji Xiaobei was so collapsed that he hugged him back to the hospital bed.

His heroic eyebrows frowned and wrinkled again, as if I didn't know his displeasure, and even drank a few glasses of water to suppress the discomfort, I let out a long breath: "Stomach bleeding makes people feel uncomfortable." Sent to the hospital, Lin Xia was calling me at the time, so he came."

For this explanation, he just snorted coldly.

"Qianxun, I think it's better to go to the hospital for a good examination and take care of your stomach first."

I shook my head: "Don't be in the hospital, I hate hospitals, if you do this, I'll go to Qiao's house tomorrow."

That being said, he doesn't force me anymore.

But when I went back, I brought a large bag of medicine, which made me lose my face: "Stomach pain cannot be rushed, it has to be taken care of slowly."

"The medicine has to be taken, and it has to be nourished."

Pulled me out, he was looking for a car, I looked, "Which one is your car?"

"It was clearly put here just now." He raised his chin and looked around.

"Ha, this is a place where cars are prohibited. Look, what is this?" A receipt was pressed on the rock, and I picked it up and looked amusedly: "Ji Xiaobei, your car has been towed away."

The expression on Ji Xiaobei's face was brilliant, black turned blue, blue turned purple, and then turned red again. "It's so courageous, the young master's car was actually dragged."

I took out a few coins and waved them in front of him: "Ji Xiaobei, I invite you to take the subway."

"No, I won't leave, but I want them to bring my car back." He became angry, stubborn and domineering, but refused to leave.

I really don't want to be ashamed to stand here with him, covering my face with one hand: "Then wait slowly, I'll take the subway."

"Do you think it's possible?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at me fiercely.

The guard came over: "What are you two doing standing here, this is the entrance of the hospital, don't block it."

But he glared at the man domineeringly: "You guys are lucky to be standing here."

I've seen pretty people, but I've never seen anything like this.

Does he think that just standing like this, his car will come back, don't be kidding.He thought he had a Teletubbies receiver installed on his head, and if he was in a bad mood, people would accept it and return his Xiaoye Ji's car.

Just in front of the bus stop sign, I took two quick steps forward: "Hurry up, I want to go back to rest early, it's so uncomfortable, if you like standing here, stand by yourself." I don't want to accompany you girl.

With a gloomy face, he followed me and got on the bus.

No matter how reforms are made, driving is restricted, the buses on the ground and the subway underground are crowded and still full of people. Ji Xiaobei protects me and prevents people from crowding me, but keeps a straight face and doesn't say a word to me.

When others bumped into him, he gave them a displeased look.

Finally someone got out of the car, he saw the seat sharply and pushed me over to sit.

"Miss, make room!" The aunt, who is about 40 years old, talked to me a little arrogantly.

I was depressed: "Why do you let me go? I also paid for the car."

"The quality of young people nowadays is really low, and they don't know how to respect the old and love the young. It is right to give up your seat to the old. These people from other places have only so little self-cultivation." She complained and cursed.

Ji Xiaobei got angry with a pure Beijing accent: "If you always come up lying down, I will charter a bus for you to lie down. If you are over 60 years old, please sit in front of the old, weak, sick and disabled." Go. My daughter-in-law is sick."

I stood up and hugged Ji Xiaobei's waist, and leaned on him: "Xiaobei, let's let her. She is of high quality and can let people give up their seats at any time. The bus is probably driven by her family. Let it go, since people are not ashamed to ask."

We were standing, but she was not ashamed to sit, and everyone in the car was looking at her.

At the next stop, Ji Xiaobei pulled me off: "You don't feel well, don't stand there."

"But here, it's not easy to stop the bus, and the subway is far away."

He squatted down, and I raised my eyebrows and smiled: "What are you doing?"

He was quite depressed: "Why, what are you talking about."

I climbed on his back: "Pass over the overpass ahead, and turn halfway to the park, where you can stop the car."

In fact, he could have called someone to pick him up, but he still walked behind my back, making these detours.

When I walked alone, I only had one purpose and didn't care about anything. When he walked behind my back, I didn't even have to think about the purpose.

When I returned to the apartment, there were a few delicate and light dishes on the table, such as millet porridge and red dates health porridge.

I drank the soup with papaya and grass carp fish tail, which was very well done. It didn't taste fishy at all, and the sweetness of the wooden fish was delicious.

Ji Xiaobei curled up on the sofa to send a message, I crawled over and teased him: "Young Master Ji, are you out of money on your phone?" I sent the message instead.

He wrapped his arms around my neck, let me nestle comfortably in his arms, and showed me his mobile phone: "Here, look."

"Ji Shao wants to open a restaurant?" There are all menus.

He caressed my earballs and played with them: "It's all for nourishing the stomach. I just sent it over. The three meals are different from Monday to Saturday. On Sunday, I can let you eat what you like. How about it? Are you grateful?"

Looking at it at first, I thought it was really heart-warming, but the last sentence made her want to despise him again.

"Baby, it's time to take your medicine." He looked at his watch: "Take it every four hours."

"I don't want to take it, I will vomit as soon as I take the medicine." I pretended to be pitiful.

(End of this chapter)