Chapter 711

"The anesthetic has been added and will work soon. Mr. Ji, please go through the formalities first, and we will operate on Miss Mo right away."

"Wait, just you?"

"I'm a brain doctor in this hospital."

Ji Xiaobei said with a straight face, "no, find the most powerful brain director and President of your hospital."

My consciousness gradually became a little confused, but I was not afraid at all, because Ji Xiaobei was around.

Conscious, no pain, just like a deep sleep. The decoration of the separate room is not like that of the ward. The dandelion sticker on the wall has a light purple background, which has a comfortable and relaxed taste.

As for the quilt, it's also a pleasant goat... Suddenly I feel a little want to laugh. Ji Xiaobei, do you want to be so cute? There's a pleasant goat sticker in the hanging bottle.

"If I have to deal with these things, what else can I ask you to do? You don't get along well. I'll go back tomorrow and hope to see your resignation." Ji Xiaobei's tough voice is so strong.

He opened the door: "Chen Rong, please contact some authoritative doctors in brain science. Remember, I want famous doctors at home and abroad."

"How is Miss Mo now?"

"The operation is good. I cleaned up some blood clots left over from the past. Give me the soup and you can help yourself."

"Mr. Ji, I'll be busy. Call me if you have something, but I think I'd better call someone to send some clothes first."

Ji Xiaobei smiled: "it's true. He also sent several sets of loose pajamas to Chihiro. How do you think of the sick clothes? How do they look like prison clothes."

After a while, Junlang's facial features smiled softly: "wake up, you can have some soup."

He was also wearing clothes full of mud, but he was particularly good-looking.

"Ji Xiaobei, is this a children's ward?"

"No, it's specially made for people. How about it? Does it look like you're in a good mood?"

I sighed and said, "it's unique. I didn't expect that young master Tangtang Ji would also see pleasant sheep and grey wolf."

"I didn't see it. I asked people to find the most popular animation now. At the beginning, I found salted egg Superman. I couldn't accept the salted egg."

I couldn't help laughing.

He glared at me: "don't pull the wound."

He poured the soup, then picked up a small spoon and fed it to me, scolding me: "haven't you felt pain before?"

"Yes, I thought it was a migraine and I didn't take it seriously because I was busy at work?"

He tried to poke me in the head, stopped at his forehead and pinched my nose: "I really don't take your body seriously."

"I didn't have time and money before. Just take medicine."

"Chihiro, if I had been with you earlier, would you be better now? Would you not marry Qiao Dongcheng?"

"I don't love him. Marrying him is my father's last wish."

"Don't marry. If you want to marry, marry me!"

"Hehe, don't play these jokes. I don't like listening. Send me a message to Qiao Dongcheng. After all, I really treat him as my fiance. I think he has the right to know about me."

He put the bowl heavily on the table: "Mo Qianxun, who are you when you are a young man? You can't ask the young man to send a message to your fiance."

"Don't pull down." being so stingy is also Ji Xiaobei's style.

As soon as the anesthetic is withdrawn, painkillers will be added immediately. I won't feel pain. I just lie down like this, but I'm bored.

The pajamas he asked people to buy are lovely and lively, but they are all pleasant sheep. I won't wear them to death.

His subordinate is really a pleasant goat. The little pink cups that drink water are painted with pleasant goats.

Ji Xiaobei said to me, "next time we change people to buy it, why should we have Donald Duck's aesthetic level."

Donald Duck level? What kind of level.

His cell phone rang again. He looked at it and his eyes slipped with some impatience.

"Ji Xiaobei, if you want to be busy, go back. I'm fine. I'll be discharged when I live for two days."

"I'm not busy. It's rare to have a holiday."

"Yesterday and today? Let's get busy. This minimally invasive operation is getting better very quickly."

"I love to take my own leave, and you can take care of it." he glared at me and turned on the TV to watch the financial news.

Qiao Dongcheng sent a message back and said that he was not free now. He told me to go home and have a good rest. Don't go around with a cold.

There's no need to return his information again. Lin Jing has something to do. He will never be free.

After watching the news for a while, Ji Xiaobei turned back and asked me, "when did you accumulate blood in your head?"

"For many years, there was a car accident, so Lin Guimei's foot was broken." I drove into Lin Guimei's car, but a little blood flowed on my head. I thought it was no big problem. My father went to the hospital, scraped my head, hit the wall and fainted at that time.

At that time, too many things piled up. My mother was making trouble with my father. My father went to take care of Lin Guimei and Mo Yan. I looked like a very redundant person. After hanging the bottle of salt water, I was discharged from the hospital, but my headache always occurred from time to time.

Lin Guimei was seriously injured. She woke up in the serious illness room for three days and lost a foot, which also destroyed her intellectually beautiful face. I really want to teach her a lesson and drive the car fast, but I don't know why she lost control. She couldn't stop, so she kept crashing her car out of the protective world.

Finally, she didn't accuse me of intentional murder or intentional wounding. She only asked my father to marry her.

My mother was proud all her life. She endured these anger for me and agreed to divorce.

That was the first time my father hit me so hard. When my brain hurt, I always asked myself, is it me that caused the big mistake?

Ji Xiaobei didn't ask too much, but said lightly, "you have to wait for your body to get better and have another operation to remove all the congestion. It will hurt your nerves."

"You seem to have a taste of schadenfreude?"

He raised his eyebrows and said grandly, "it takes a long time to recover, operate and recover. You must not get married in September."

That's what he thought. I sighed in my heart: "Even if we get married later or not, Ji Xiaobei, we can't get together. I know I owe you a lot and I know you're good to me, but forget it. I don't want to make mistakes again and again. In fact, what I despise most is being a junior. In another month, I'll have a lot of money. My father saved it in Switzerland earlier and I'll give it back to you."

He seemed to have expected that one day, after discussing with his mother, he sold my grandmother's ancestral house and saved it. He said it was clean money, our stranger's money.