Chapter 692

So he swallowed all the pills with his mouth full of bitterness and nausea in his throat.

He watched quietly. I leaned back and smiled at him: "after I learned to be independent, in fact, many habits have changed. In the past, I couldn't drink a pill and a large glass of water. Now I can eat without water."

"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 drop is almost over.

"Brother Lin Xia." I smiled: "Xiao Bei is coming to accompany me. Go back!"

Ji Xiaobei said very cooperatively, "Linxia, thank you for taking care of Chihiro. Now that I'm here, I'll take good care of him. Go back first!" Ji Xiaobei walked to the other side and stroked my hair with one hand: "what's the matter? I brought myself to the hospital again, baby. When you're good, I'll buy you ice cream. Be good." He lowered his head and kissed me on the face in front of Lin Xia.

Linxia looked dejected and stood up: "Chihiro, call me if you have anything."

He walked awkwardly, but his back was straight.

As soon as the door closed, I quickly said to Ji Xiaobei, "hold me to the bathroom, I want to throw up." I couldn't help it. The medicine was disgusting, and the acid was still in my throat.

I threw up and collapsed. Ren jixiaobei took me back to the hospital bed.

His heroic eyebrows wrinkled and wrinkled. I was afraid I didn't know his displeasure. I even drank a few glasses of water to press down the discomfort. I gasped for a long time: "my stomach was bleeding, so I was sent to the hospital. At that time, Lin Xia was calling me, so he came."

He just snorted coldly at this explanation.

"Chihiro, I think it's better to transfer to a hospital, have a good examination and take care of your stomach first."

I shook my head: "don't be in the hospital. I hate the hospital. You have to do this. I'll go to Qiao's house tomorrow."

So he won't force me.

But when I went back, I picked up a large bag of medicine, which made me collapse: "stomach pain can't come in a hurry, so I have to raise it slowly."

"You have to take medicine and keep it."

Pulling me out, he was looking for a car. I looked at it and said, "which car is yours?"

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

"Ha, this is the place where it is forbidden to put the car. Look, what is this?" a document was pressed on the stone. I picked it up and looked happy: "Ji Xiaobei, your car was towed away."

The expression on Ji Xiaobei's face was brilliant, black to green, green to purple, and then red. "How brave, my car was towed."

I took out a few coins and said in front of him, "Ji Xiaobei, please take the subway."

"No, I won't go, but I want them to drive my car back." he became angry, stubborn and arrogant, but refused to go.

I really don't want to stand here with him and lose face. "Then wait slowly and I'll take the subway."

"Do you think it's possible?" he frowned and looked at me fiercely.

The guard came over: "what are you two standing here for? This is the entrance of the hospital. Don't block it."

But he glared at the man angrily: "it's your blessing to stand here."

I've seen pretty people, but I've never seen such people.

Does he think his car will come back if he stands like this? Don't be kidding. He thinks he has a antenna baby receiver on his head. If he is in a bad mood, people will accept it and return his little Ji's car.

The bus was just in front of the stop sign. I took two quick steps: "hurry up, I want to go back and have a rest early. It's so painful. You should like to stand here. You can stand alone." girl, I won't accompany you.

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

No matter how the reform is carried out and the driving is limited, the public transportation on the ground and the subway underground are crowded and crowded. Ji Xiaobei protected me from being crowded, but he didn't say a word to me with a straight face.

He glared at others when they bumped and squeezed him.

Finally, someone got out of the car. He saw the seat with sharp eyes and pushed me over to sit.

"Miss, give me a seat!" my aunt, who was in her forties, spoke to me with some high spirits.

I was depressed: "why did you let me? I also paid for the car."

"The quality of young people today is really low. They don't know how to respect the old and love the young. It's right to give up their seats to the old. These people from other places have such a good cultivation." she complained.

Ji Xiaobei became angry and spoke a pure Beijing accent: "if you always lie down, I'll charter a bus for you to lie down. If you're in your sixties, please take a seat in the front where you are old, weak, sick and disabled. My daughter-in-law is ill."

I stood up, hugged Ji Xiaobei's waist and leaned against him: "Xiaobei, let's let her. People's quality is relatively high and can let people give up their seats at any time. The bus is estimated to be driven by her family. Let's let it, that is, people are not ashamed to ask."

We were standing, and she didn't want to sit down. The whole car was looking at her.

At the next stop, Ji Xiaobei pulled me off: "you're not feeling well, don't stand."

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

He squatted down and I raised my eyebrows and smiled, "why?"

He was very depressed: "why, what do you say?"

I climbed onto his back and said, "go over the overpass and turn half a park. You can stop the car there."

In fact, he can call someone to pick him up, but he still carries me around these corners.

When I go alone, I have only one purpose, regardless of anything. When he goes behind my back, I don't even have to think about the purpose.

Back in the apartment, there are several delicate and light dishes on the table, millet porridge and jujube health porridge.

I picked up papaya grass carp tail soup and drank it. It was very good. It didn't smell fishy at all. The sweetness of wooden fish was delicious. I accidentally drank a bowl up to the sky.

Ji Xiaobei shrunk his feet and nestled in the sofa to send a message. I climbed over and teased him: "Ji Shao, do you have no money on your mobile phone?" I sent a message instead.

He put a ring around my neck, let me Nestle comfortably in his arms, and showed me his cell phone: "here, look."

"Does Ji Shao want to open a restaurant?" it's full of menus.

He stroked my ear beads and pinched them to play: "they are all for the stomach. They have just been sent by people. The three meals from Monday to Saturday are different. You can eat what you like on Sunday. How, are you grateful?"

Originally, she felt a little warm, but the last sentence made her want to despise him.

"Honey, it's time to take the medicine." he looked at his watch. "Take it every four hours."

"I don't want to eat. I will vomit as soon as I take medicine." I pretend to be poor.