The secret of a black-bellied husband

Chapter 799 Sweetness (5)
Over there, Lu Zhanjiang came to pick up Jiajun, and she got into the car with her arms folded.

"It's so cold today."

"Looks in a bad mood."

Lu Zhanjiang said lightly, Jiajun rebuked him, and he knew that she was in a bad mood, and she was still in a bad mood every day. Losing a senior brother felt bored, and I could understand this from a moral point of view. .

Monday is the meeting of the General Assembly and the small meeting. The meeting was still talking about those things. I kicked the quilt when I slept last night. This damn thing, I worked behind my back in the study, so that she caught a cold. Jiajun was in a daze. Heading to the hospital, the elevator door opened, the people inside walked out, and the people outside squeezed in, she took a step back, waiting for the next trip, and finally got in, the hospital is sure that all the people who come in and out are patients Family members or caregivers, someone is talking in the elevator.

"Damn it, how many of the officials are clean now? It's hard to get on the job, earn more while you can, or you will be kicked out. There are more corrupt and less honest ones. "

"I watch the so-and-so on TV right now. I have a nephew who works in the public security team. I heard that the leadership style is quite upright."

"Just listen to what they said. How did you get a woman to climb up to this position? You forgot the one back then, how many people slept on one butt."

Jiajun cleared his throat, do you want to say this in front of her?She heard bad things about her, and her head became even more dizzy.

But this truth is now understood by everyone. If you are not greedy, you just don’t fit in with the group, and you will be kicked out sooner or later. Who cares about the boss’s name? Lived on wages.

I took an IV for a while, and felt a little sleepy, but I didn’t dare to sleep. I took a photo of myself getting the needle and sent it to Lu Zhanjiang. After waiting for a long time, there was no movement. Lu Zhanjiang was in a meeting and didn’t see it at all. I put my phone aside. , Jiajun finished the injection, the secretary asked her if she wanted to come back, there was something to do in the bureau, Jiajun said that she would go back right away.

After finally clearing my head, I ordered too fast in the end, which made me feel a little flustered. It may be because I didn’t eat much in the morning. I went downstairs and went to the supermarket in the hospital. The food is really expensive.

If it were her, she would definitely buy it outside. Mineral water costs two yuan a bottle, is there a mistake?
I took a taxi back, and when I got out of the car, I felt dizzy. I was refreshed after taking this damn medicine, but now it's over, so I went inside.

"Pour me a glass of water."

In the afternoon, I really couldn't hold on, and felt terrible, so I lay on the desk and took medicine once in the middle. The routine meeting before get off work was postponed, and there was nothing to say. Lu Zhanjiang didn't come to pick me up after get off work. When I took a taxi back, I was very dizzy. The driver talked to Jiajun and asked her if she had a cold. He said that there are many people with colds this time.When I got home and called my son, Lu Peining asked a particularly classic line, he said, Mom, have you been boiled?
Jiajun said weakly, "Yes, your mother was boiled."

"Who cooked it?"

The child really hates it, and when he asks questions, he will talk endlessly. If you don’t accompany him, he will have to torture his grandma when he hangs up the phone. Once he tortures his grandma, his grandma will torture himself, so Not to be tortured, Jiajun was patient, his head hurt, the pain was severe, and his body felt cold, even under a quilt.

"Ning Ning, go to eat first, after dinner, mom is calling you?"

Lu Peining thought about it, and then gave a compromise suggestion, mainly because the number of fucking appointments was too many.

"Mom, ask Xiaoer to hold the phone, and I'll go eat, okay?"

Jiajun just doesn't have a frying pan in his hand, or else he really wants to fight, like an old lady, nagging, can you shut up?
"Good son, mom is sick, and now her head is going to explode..."

Lu Peining: ...

Sun Jiajun: Are you done yet?Or I'll take a plane and beat you up in a while.

Lu Peining: Goodbye, Mom!

Tormenting herself to the death, lying on the sofa and refusing to move, in fact, going upstairs is not impossible, otherwise she can take the quilt off, she is really uncomfortable, but she also sincerely wants others to replace her Feeling.

When Lu Zhanjiang looked at the time in the car, his head hurt. He must have never finished with him when he got home. He bought her some food on the side of the road. As soon as he entered the door, the actor at home began.

With snot and tears, saying that he doesn't care about himself, that he is going to die of sadness, Lu Zhanjiang really wants to yell at her, you can get better if you are me?It's just thinking about it, throwing the suit aside, hugging the man in his arms, and saying good things, women are really troublesome, knowing that this is false, but still like to listen, it hurts.

"Did you get an injection?"

Jiajun grabbed his clothes, his whole body was groggy, his bones ached, it was so uncomfortable.

When he was about to go upstairs, he originally planned to carry her up, but in the end he didn't. He recovered and looked good, but his physical strength was not good. Jiajun was a little fatter. With the quilt added, it would be good if he didn't throw her on the ground. Now, Jiajun's face was darkened, he pulled the quilt up and went up, threw it on the bed, and planned to fall asleep.

Lu Zhanjiang called her to take medicine in the middle of the night, but Jiajun couldn't get up to take it, her whole body was hot and cold, she was going to die, she was given an injection, why is she still like this?

"Jiajun, get up and take your medicine, hurry up."

The pill got stuck in her throat and she couldn't swallow it for a long time. Lu Zhanjiang hurried to find walnut milk for her in the refrigerator outside. After finally swallowing it, she started crying again. Lu Zhanjiang wanted to cry too.

Jiajun woke up in the morning with a splitting headache, which was worse than drinking alcohol. He walked down with his head staggering. Lu Zhanjiang prepared breakfast, which was very simple. kitchen.

"Have a meal."

Jiajun sat on the sofa and didn't go there, saying that he had no appetite, not only did he have no appetite, but he felt bitter in his mouth when he ate anything.

When I go to work, I pretend to be a dead body in the office. As a leader, I can’t lie down even if I’m uncomfortable. When I come in, I have to sit up. I can’t hold it in front of the secretary. There is another meeting after ten o’clock. Every day, I just had a meeting to play, and after nine o'clock, I said I was going to the hospital for an injection.

(End of this chapter)