Chapter 115

Chen Yu can see the threat in Rong Jing's eyes.

His eyes light light astringent, drew back that hand.

"This is the bottle." Jiang Xuan's face moved and snatched the bottle of water from Chen Yu.

Who knows what's going on in Rong Jing's mind? Every once in a while, he wants to tease her

Yang Zhu also found that there was something wrong with him standing in the triangle area. He was just about to leave, but he was stopped by Jiang Xuan.

"Lao Yang," was clearly a cry among migrant workers, but when he got to Jiang Xuan's mouth, he didn't feel any sense of disobedience. When he saw Yang Zhu turn around, Jiang Xuan continued, "I listen to other people yelling at you like this, and I also yell like this, doesn't it matter?"

"It's OK," Yang Zhu said with a smile

"You must be thirsty after standing for so long. Drink this bottle of water first." She handed out the water she had just snatched from Chen Yu.

After a pause, seeing that Yang Zhu didn't take over the water, he continued: "originally, you helped me so much. I should thank you very much. At least I'll treat you to dinner. But the project can't be solved for a while. I have to keep an eye on it. I can only treat you another day. This water is not a valuable thing. You can't shirk it

What Jiang said is reasonable, but Yang Zhu is in a dilemma.

This bottle of water itself is really not a valuable thing, but just now the two men who were either rich or expensive vied to pass the water to Jiang Xuan. Now he took it, didn't he take the friendship of the man named Lawyer Chen?

Seeing Jiang's action, Chen Yu didn't say anything. He pushed his glasses: "I'm not thoughtful. Mr. Yang, you can take this bottle of water first. Jiang is always cheerful. When he's happy, he blows the bottle. When he's not happy, he also throws the dishes and bowls. He has to fight with others. It's similar to your temperament. If you don't accept it like this, it's a shame for her? ”

originally, I thought it would be good for Chen Yu to help me speak, but I didn't like hearing this.

When did she blow the bottle?

When did she break the dishes?

When did she fight?

There must be evidence in your speech!

Jiang Xun is angry and tries to hold back his little temper and smiles at Yang Zhu.

When Chen Yu said that, Yang Zhu had no psychological burden, so he took the bottle of water in Jiang's hand and drank most of it in front of the crowd.

"Mr. Jiang, I'll be busy first, so I won't disturb you. If you have something, please call me." Yang Zhu was still a man of vision, and then he left.

When Yang Zhu left, Chen Yu handed over a list: "this is the list of drawings just found out, which is only available. After all, in addition to drawing masters and contractors, there are also some workers who can see the drawings, which involves a wide range and is not very clear."

Jiang Xuan took over the list, and his eyes sank: "so many."

At this time, a sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from behind Jiang.

Jiang Leng a Leng, Rong Jing but first step rushed to her behind, a picked up Rong Ning.

"If you solve your problems, I'll take Rong Ning to the hospital." Rong Jing acts decisively. When Jiang Xuan comes back, Rong Jing has already gone to the side of the car. Once he opens the door, he will put Rong Ning in the co driver's seat.

Chen Yu pulled back the list from Jiang Xuan: "you go with me. After all, the child called you mommy. I'll screen the list for you. If there is any result, I'll call you

On the car, holding a small bun sitting in the back seat, Jiang Xun looked at his pale face a little worried.

"It's too hot. It's probably heatstroke. Don't worry too much." Rong Jing stepped on the accelerator all the way. Mingming was also worried, but he comforted Jiang Xuan.

Looking down at xiaobaozi, Jiang Xun felt guilty: "he stood under the sun and held up an umbrella for me for an hour, but his face was already very bad, I didn't see it..."

The more he said it, the more he blamed himself.

Anyway, xiaobaozi called her "mommy", but she couldn't even blame a mommy. She couldn't give him a little care and care.

Rong Ning's body is very cold. The air conditioner in the car is cool, but he is still sweating.

Trembling body has been shrinking to the arms of the river, Rong Ning only feel his head heavy, the whole person is cold.

"Open the back window." Rong Jing suddenly opens his mouth and says to Jiang Xuan.

Without thinking about it, Jiang shunsui did the same and pushed down the windows on both sides. Then he wondered, "why open the windows with the air conditioner on?"

"Heatstroke needs a cool and ventilated place." Rong Jing is a little suspicious. Hasn't Jiang Xuan suffered from heatstroke these years? I don't know this common sense.

Jiang was so embarrassed and worried that she really forgot.

The car is like an arrow that leaves the string. It drives fast, but it slows down when it gets to the city.

Looking at the old long platoon, Rong Jing's face is even more ugly.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It's 11:32, which is the peak of work at noon.With his thin lips pressed tightly, he slapped the steering wheel hard, and the horn made a short and harsh sound.

Jiang Xuan was also worried: "what should we do now? It's going to take at least another hour to get to the hospital. "

If it's blocked on other roads, it's OK. It's still on the expressway going downtown, even if you want to get off.

Just asked, Jiang Xuan listened to "click", Rong Jing untied the safety belt.

No, he went straight out of the driver's seat.

In a hurry, he didn't dare to take the bun down and let him bask in the sun again. He just waited in the car.

Through the rearview mirror, Jiang Xun saw Rongjing's figure.

He knocked on the car window one by one. He didn't know what he was asking. There was still no movement in the long motorcade. Time seemed to be enchanted, and it just stopped here.

Rongjing didn't know how many times he knocked on the window, and the knuckles of his middle finger were all red and swollen. "Are you a doctor, please? My child is suffering from heatstroke. Can you do me a favor? "

The driver was a young man. He seemed very unhappy to be disturbed and would roll the window back up, but he was stopped by an old voice.

"Little beast, how did I teach you? Helping others, helping others, how can you even know the truth of kindergarten children? You can't understand it a hundred times and a thousand times! "

"Old man, I don't want to meddle in my own business like you. It's an honor for you to waste your legs? To help others is to put your life into it? "

Between the two bickering, Rong Jing has opened the back door.

"I'm sorry to borrow your old man for a while." With a dignified face, he directly picked up the old man, passed one car after another, and returned to Jiang's side.