"Dad, don't look for that bad woman in the future. You can accompany me and mommy in the future ~"

The little guy's voice is so innocent, and the smile on his face is so innocent.

Ordinary people have long been melted by little baby's voice and smile.

But Ji Ziming has a cold face. His eyes are dark and cold. Looking at Xiao Jichi is not like the eyes of a father looking at his son.

In those quiet and cold eyes, there is examination and cold.

The little guy was frightened by Ji Ziming's eyes. The smile on his small face immediately disappeared.

With his arms open, he threw himself into Qu jingwan's arms.

"Mommy..."

The little guy gave a gentle cry. Before he could follow Qu jingwan to be coquettish, Ji Ziming, with a cold face, pulled him out of Qu jingwan's arms.

"Ah ~!"

Xiao Jichi screamed, and his body soared into the air. Ji Ziming carried it in his palm.

"Mommy, help!"

Listening to the little guy's cry for help, Qu jingwan, who was stunned by today's incident, finally recovered.

She quickly stood up and looked at Ji Ziming. Her palm was slightly open, and she wanted to take the little guy from Ji Ziming's palm.

"Well, Ziming, what are you doing?"

It's just a pity that Ji Ziming didn't pay attention to Qu jingwan at all. He just glanced at Qu jingwan coldly, turned around and took the little guy out of the ward.

Along the way, the little guy carried by Ji Ziming was noisy and noisy, but Ji Ziming ignored it all the way.

Directly, he took the little guy to an office.

The sign at the door of the office says brain clinic.

After taking the little guy to the brain clinic, Ji Ziming threw the little guy on the bed in the office.

"Wow ~!" With a cry, the little guy shouted and fell on the bed.

"President Ji? Who are you?"

Because this hospital has Ji's investment, so who doesn't know Ji Ziming in this hospital?

Seeing that Ji Ziming came to them with the young master of the Ji family, the doctors were a little surprised.

"Give him his brain and make a detailed investigation for me."

Ji Ziming pointed to Ji Chi and said coldly.

Listening to Ji Ziming's words, they were all stupid.

"Check your brain? But young master Ji seems to have nothing to do."

Several doctors also know the problem of the young master of the Ji family, but they have really checked. There is nothing wrong with the young master's brain!

"Give me a careful examination. Oh, by the way, call me the doctor who is a specialist in the Department of psychology in your hospital."

Ji Ziming glanced at Ji Chi, who had been thrown on the bed for a long time and couldn't get up. His voice was full of cold.

"Ah? President Ji, young master Ji needs a psychologist for this disease?"

The doctors were all two monks in law. They couldn't figure out what Ji Ziming was thinking.

But under Ji Ziming's cold eyes, everyone just swallowed their saliva and listened to Ji Ziming's proposal.

"I'm not sick! I don't want to see a doctor!"

Little Ji Chi listens that his father still has people come to see him, and the little guy in a bad mood makes trouble again.

"That woman is not my mother! I'm not ill!"