"Grandpa, you are back!"
As soon as the old man entered the yard, the girl behind Bingmei shouted happily.
The old man smiled at the girl kindly, looked at the flowers in the yard, and said, "What flowers did Xiao Xi plant today?"
"I planted Antler Begonia, sister Bing helped me plant it." The girl replied.
The old man smiled and nodded, then turned to Jiang Siming and said, "You kid, don't hit my granddaughter's idea."
"Damn!"
Jiang Siming was not happy at the time, who did this old man treat me? Am I the kind of man who can't walk when he sees a woman?
Besides, this little girl is still underage, my brother is a little bit romantic, but it shouldn't be so nasty! unacceptable!
The old man did not listen to Jiang Siming's explanation, and the old **** walked into the yard comfortably.
Just as Jiang Siming wanted to leave angrily, the old man said, "I'm here, come in."
"No, I'll go back to sleep."
Jiang Siming tilted his head and was quite upset. This feeling of being wronged was too painful.
The old man chuckled and said, "Before I came back, I told the guard that I don't need to deliver food to your residence. You will have no food to eat when you go back. And I bought some good food today. Are you sure you don't stay?"
When Jiang Siming heard that he had no food to eat, that wouldn't work.
"That's good, you asked me to stay, but I didn't want to stay with the cheeky, and I have always been a gentleman, don't discredit me."
The old man laughed and said, "Xiao Xi, see it, this kid, stay away from him."
After Jiang Siming heard this, he couldn't open the forest anymore, thinking that you have to keep me away from your granddaughter, right? Then I would not, I still have to slap it up!
Thinking of this, Jiang Siming decisively walked towards the girl, coughed dryly, and showed a kind smile.
"Hello, little sister, my name is Jiang Siming."
Seeing Jiang Siming approaching, the girl reflexively hid behind Bingmei, but she still responded politely.
"Hello, my name is Dongfang Weixi."
"Good name!" Jiang Siming exclaimed.
The old man laughed and asked, "Then you are going to talk about it, what's so good about this name?"
Hearing this, Jiang Siming wants to embarrass me in public? You just don't want your granddaughter to have a good impression of me, right, but my brother is not as good as you want today.
"Of course it's fine, Weixi Weixi, the only one in his life, Qiaoxiaoqianxi, and the surname of Dongfang, is this name not good enough?"
Jiang Siming said leisurely.
After hearing this, the old man murmured: This kid knows how.
Then he went into the house unhappy with his back.
Jiang Siming raised his eyebrows, revealing a winner.
This made Dongfang Weixi couldn't help covering his mouth to laugh.
Why does this boy and his grandfather look like friends?
In the sky group, all the members are like mice and cats when they meet grandpa, and girls like Sister Bing are slightly better.
Changing to a male member can be especially frustrating for Grandpa.
How dare you call grandpa'old man' like this boy, and grandpa is not angry.
The difference between the two generations is so much, is this the legendary year-end friendship?
Jiang Siming returned the old man to the house, and then turned his gaze back to Dongfang Weixi.
Started to look up and down on her curiously.
Dongfang Weixi hadn't seen such a bold look, and immediately a large blush floated on his sick face, like a frightened deer quickly hiding behind the ice beauty.
Dongfang Weixi, who was hiding behind the ice beauty, even began to pant a little, with an uncomfortable expression on his face.
The ice beauty immediately guarded the calf and crossed in front of Jiang Siming, and said fiercely: "Can you move your eyes away?"
In this way, she looks like a mother protecting her daughter. It seems that Bingmei will have maternal love when facing Dongfang Weixi.
"She has a dark illness, right?" Jiang Siming's eyes were torch.
Of course, he didn't take aim like this because the little girl was good-looking. The main reason was that he noticed that this kind of sickness appeared on the other party's body, which was definitely not a normal disease.
"How do you know?" Bingmei was a little surprised.
Jiang Siming sternly said, "She is so weak that she can be seen by a normal person."
After speaking, Jiang Siming shouted to the girl behind Bingmei: "Little sister, come here, come to my brother, my brother will get your pulse."
Bingmei wanted to refuse, but thinking of Jiang Siming's mysterious methods, she might really be able to deal with Xiao Xi's illness.
"Xiao Xi, please let him get a pulse, don't worry, he won't do anything to you, there is a sister."
The ice beauty comforted Dongfang Weixi behind her.
After Dongfang Weixi heard this, he walked out timidly, came to Jiang Siming, and raised his right hand.
Jiang Siming stretched out his hand carelessly and grabbed her bright wrist. With this touch, Dongfang Weixi's whole body was flushed, his breathing began to worsen, and an uncomfortable expression appeared on his face.
Bingmei regretted immediately and wanted to pull Dongfang Weixi back, but was stopped by Jiang Siming's look.
"Such serious? Tension can cause asthma. It seems that the heart is as fragile as tofu."
Jiang Siming did not expect that Dongfang Weixi's physique was far below his expectations. He had never seen such a weak patient.
As if she could die on the spot as long as any adult punched her.
Jiang Siming squeezed her wrist and passed the real anger.
Dongfang Weixi's condition improved immediately, her face was no longer red, and her breathing returned to normal.
Dongfang Weixi looked at Jiang Siming with surprise, Jiang Siming smiled softly at her, and the little girl flushed again.
But this time it’s strange that there is no panting, only blushing...
Jiang Siming took the pulse seriously and checked her physical condition.
At this time, the old man also felt the movement and walked out quietly, looking at Jiang Siming expectantly.
"Can this kid cure my granddaughter's disease? That would be great."
The old man didn't say a word, just standing beside him quietly.
After Jiang Siming finished pulse, he let go of his hand and frowned.
"Tsk tsk, it's so pathetic."
"How is it?" Bing Mei asked anxiously.
Jiang Siming looked at Dongfang Weixi, who was still at a loss with some sympathy, and said: "Poor girl, she has suffered from all kinds of diseases since she was young. If I am not mistaken, it is the old man who has been using his internal strength to maintain her. Her life, otherwise a physique like her would be gone."
"Boy, if you can cure Xiao Xi's disease, I, Dongfang Su, owes you his life." The old man finally spoke.
Jiang Siming smiled and said, "You have to tell me how her illness came from, right?"
The old man sighed and began to briefly talk about a past ten years ago.
Simply put, the old man has a very good son and daughter-in-law, both of whom were members of the Heavenly Team, and the daughter-in-law is still pregnant.
But neither the daughter-in-law nor the son noticed it because the pregnancy was not obvious.
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[Author's digression]: Second more~~