Wealthy bigwigs seek medical treatment online

Ding Songming pointed at the cup in the gift bag in surprise, and said affectionately, "Did you buy this for me?"

Tong Ziying just wanted to say no, but thinking of the mug that was broken last night, Jimucheng must have thought that his mug was broken and wanted to give him one. If you follow this logic, it seems to be right.

Seeing that Tong Ziying didn't speak, Ding Songming thought that his friend had acquiesced, and happily picked up the cup and looked left and right, loving it, "You idiot, you have a conscience, you still remember that the water cup was dropped."

Tong Ziying was helpless, she couldn't explain the words immediately, so she thought about forgetting, anyway, he didn't know how to use this cup himself, it's better to borrow flowers to worship Buddha than to lose it.

After getting a new cup, Ding Songming flaunted it all day long, and his frightened spirit didn't fade away until he got off work.Tong Ziying sat in the passenger seat of his car, watching him shake his head to the rhythm of the radio music all the way, frantically getting stuck, and couldn't help complaining, "Are you so happy?"

"Of course I'm happy." Ding Songming grinned at him, a row of big white teeth shining like they were about to shine, "And today is the [-]% discount for members of the supermarket, it's just right that you are here, let's stock up on toilet paper, otherwise there will be no paper in the shit .”

Tong Ziying: "..."

Look, the happiness of straight men is so simple.

When he came to the supermarket in front of the community, Ding Songming pushed a shopping cart and took out the shopping list that he had written long ago. The temperament of the househusband was immediately controlled, "We have to go all out to stock up enough for a month, otherwise the night shift It's time to just eat the air at home."

Looking at Ding Songming with a serious expression comparable to that on the battlefield, Tong Ziying couldn't help admiring in her heart, what a peerless man.

After entering the supermarket, he first went to the living area, toothpaste, towels, and cleaning supplies. These must-have consumables were bought directly. Paper towels happened to be very cheap, but there was a limit of one per order. Ding Songming took two decisively, yelling that he would pay separately later.

Then go to the grain soy sauce food section, eggs, milk instant noodles and various seasonings. Ding Songming's cooking skills are not good, leaving out the seasonings is equivalent to losing his soul, so he threw all the bottles and jars into the shopping cart without hesitation. Tong Ziying didn't pick anything, anyway, if there were salad dressing and mayonnaise, he wouldn't starve to death.

Snacks are naturally indispensable. Potato chips, biscuits, desserts, and bread. Life is too bitter and tiring. Too much sugar and sweetness can promote the secretion of dopamine. Who said that doctors must eat nutritious and healthy?Dr. Tong and Dr. Ding came down to slap their faces in person.

After wandering around and stocking up some fresh meat and vegetables, the two people who were so hungry finally came to the cooked food area after stuffing a large cart full of things.

The fragrant cooked food area constantly inspires the most primitive desires of human beings. At this moment, besides meat, what else can heal the tired body and mind?Quickly ordered three big boxes of freshly baked tonkatsu and fried chicken. When paying the bill, Tong Ziying took two more bottles of beer from the freezer and said with a smile that she would not be drunk or sleep tonight.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when they walked out of the supermarket, and the two left contentedly with big bags in their hands.Before getting into the car, Tong Ziying was so hungry that she ate a piece of deep-fried pork chop. The steaming pork chop made his mouth full of oil and squinted his eyes happily.

His heart and stomach were full of golden and crispy pork chops, but Tong Ziying never noticed that Jimucheng and Nan Tielang had been following behind him.

Followed from the entrance of the hospital all the way to the supermarket, and watched Ding Songming's car gradually drive away. Nan Tielang, who was eating fried chicken, asked his foolish friend, "Stop following?"

Jimucheng didn't answer the call, and stood in front of the supermarket with his hands in his trouser pockets, looking at the direction Tong Ziying left, not knowing what he was thinking.

"How should I say hello, just now you should have pretended to meet him by chance, and then greeted him well, which is much better than being stupid now."

Nan Tielang finished eating a chicken leg, wiped his mouth, and struck with precision.

Seeing that Jimucheng still didn't respond, Nan Tielang didn't bother to complain anymore.After waiting for more than an hour, I finally waited for someone to get off work. I didn't expect that what I was waiting for was two young people happily shopping in the supermarket. They saw all kinds of tacit understanding and various co-productions. They were completely newlyweds. Apart from jealousy, they were helpless. I really don't know President Ji What is this kind of masochism for?

Could it be that my brother has a hidden physique like a stalker and a masochist?

After eating the chicken legs, people can be seen, Nan Tielang urged the CEO, "Everyone is gone, let's go too, old man Ji wants to see you?"

Jimucheng's face was dull, and after a long time, he gave a light 'um'.

The hospital was quite quiet in the middle of the night, refusing Nan Tielang's company, Jimucheng walked out of the elevator alone.

Under the quiet light, the long corridor reflected a chill, and the bodyguards guarding in front of the ward gave way after seeing Jimucheng.

After knocking on the door, Jimucheng pushed open the door of the ward.

On the hospital bed, the old man with white hair was wearing reading glasses, looking at the newspaper in his hand, when he heard the sound of the door opening, the old man slowly raised his head, saw that it was Jimucheng, and buried his head in the newspaper again.

The grandfather and grandson are obviously used to each other's reticence. Jimucheng sits on the sofa beside him and speaks first, "What do you want from me?"

Ji Quantian tightened his hand holding the newspaper. Hearing Ji Mucheng's unhurried tone, he felt his brain congested and inexplicably angry.

Throwing the newspaper on the bedside cabinet, Ji Quantian took off his reading glasses and did not make a fuss, "I heard that person has returned to China, did you ask him to come back?"