NOVEL NEXT Chapter 32 I was wrong, I apologize
Thunderstorms and windy rain came suddenly, and the big raindrops crackled on the windows, which was particularly clear in the quiet early morning.
The trees in the villa area swayed with the wind, and the rain was so heavy that it seemed like a hole had been punched in the sky, with no intention of stopping.
I went to bed too early last night and woke up at 4:. It seems that I can't ride to the hospital today.
It's raining so hard that we can't hit the car.
As she mainly focused on breakfast, she didn't think much about the car problem. She got out of bed and went into the bathroom to wash up, and then went downstairs to make breakfast.
She went to bed early last night and didn't eat supper. She would be woken up by hunger. She planned to make a steak, a sandwich and soy milk.
Ji Hancheng has been in the army for a long time and has a high sensitivity. He woke up as soon as Tang Junyao came downstairs. He opened the curtains and took a look. The heavy rain outside the window made him frown.
He dislikes rainy days. Not only does he need an umbrella, but the roads are also extremely congested.
He basically doesn't drive on rainy days.
Just as Tang Junyao was carefully making delicious food, smelling the aroma overflowing from the pan, the man's low and hoarse voice said, "Fry some for me, medium rare."
The sudden sound startled her: "Ah" and even the spatula was thrown to the ground.
But he was leaning on the door frame with a clear mind: "When did you become so timid? Aren't you always very courageous?"
One vs. two was no big deal, he could still remember the scene of her beating someone that day, so cleanly and ruthlessly that they even fell to the ground and even kicked them to the point of breaking their bones.
I can't see how you are timid at all. You were so frightened that you dropped the shovel to the ground?
She glared at him angrily, "Try to make a sound like a ghost."
He walked silently, and he blamed her for being timid and sick.
"Okay, I was wrong, I apologize."
Tang Junyao turned her head quickly and looked at her from beginning to end: Did this person forget to take the medicine, or did he take the wrong medicine? Actually apologize?
Is this still Ji Hancheng?
When I came back from Ji Zhai yesterday, the relationship between the two seemed to have changed, but it seemed like nothing had happened.
Seeing her disbelieving expression, he felt unhappy, "Tang Junyao, are you a bitch and can't bear others treating you better, or are you particularly fond of people scolding you?"
"You are the only one who is sick, and you only like others to scold you."
She was very childish at this moment, and she lost all her defenses and masks during the quarrel. This must be the most real version of her, and she couldn't bear any loss.
He's quite cute, he's unreasonable and doesn't suffer at all.
Tang Junyao was sure that this man was sick, but when she was scolded by him, a smile appeared on her lips, looking very happy.
After a while, two breakfasts were brought out.
Ji Hancheng ate slowly, and the steak was cooked to perfection.
He raised his eyes, glanced at her, and said hoarsely: "You have received cooking training."
Tang Junyao was a little proud: "So Mr. Ji admits that my food is delicious."
"good"
She didn't believe it. If she thought it was okay, she could ask herself that question. You arrogant devil, you would die if you praised yourself.
"I learned my cooking skills from my two maids and my grandfather. I started learning from them when I was 10 years old. I learned my desserts outside."
"You really love learning, and you're involved in everything." He said in a nonchalant manner.
It seems like just a casual question!
She didn't care about his teasing. This was Ji Hancheng's mouth. A dog's mouth couldn't spit out ivory.
It's hard to hear good things from him!
"It's not that I love studying. It was my grandpa who forced me to cook when I first started cooking. In fact, I don't like the smell of oil fumes. I choked to tears every time, and my hands were splashed with blisters from the oil. But later I found that every time I feel a sense of accomplishment after cooking a dish, and I gradually fall in love with cooking." The process is very hard, but after seeing the results that I am satisfied with, I will be so happy that I completely forget about the process.
Just like when some people give birth to children, Su Xue always says that every time she delivers a baby, the women are in extreme pain, and she never forgets to say, "I won't give birth to two babies until I die."
But a few years later, instead of having two and three children, I completely forgot the pain I felt when I gave birth to one child.
Letting such a young child cook, he doesn’t feel bad when his hands are soaked: “Your grandpa is not good to you.”
"How could it be? Grandpa doesn't want to teach me to be a useless person who can only open his mouth and reach out his hands." There was a trace of sadness in her eyes, and the hand holding the fork was crossed every now and then.
How could grandpa treat her badly? No one in this world would treat her so well and love her so much except her mother and grandpa.
"Let's eat"
After he finished speaking, he seemed to think of something else, "You know how to box."
Hearing this, Tang Junyao raised her eyes: "How do you know?"
He didn't answer her question. Her answer already showed that she knew how to do it. Instead of answering, he asked: "How many levels of Sanda and how many levels of Taekwondo?"
She didn't reveal everything, but simply said: "There aren't many paragraphs, just for self-defense."
Ji Hancheng understood that he was on guard against himself again. The speed at which he hit people that night was worse than a 9th-degree black belt. Do you believe me? And Sanda is definitely up to 6th Dan Golden Tiger.
As for boxing, he wanted to try it himself.
"Let's discuss it tonight" is an order, not a discussion.
She wanted to say that she went to work: "I..."
"You have an early shift today and get off work at 4:30. I'll pick you up. Hurry up. Don't be afraid of being late. The four wheels are very congested." Ji Hancheng, who had already finished breakfast, got up and tidied his clothes.
She took a bite of the sandwich, held it with her mouth wide open, and asked vaguely: "Are you going to give it to me?"
"What do you think, do you want to sit down or not?"
“No charge”
"Whether you want to sit or not, you can take a taxi yourself."
She took out her cell phone and took a look. It was indeed too late. She was busy chatting. She quickly picked up the sandwich and ate while changing her shoes. She picked up the umbrella and shouted at the man's back: "Wait for me. "
Didn’t you say you were sending me off? You were leaving so fast!
Hearing this, the corners of Ji Hancheng's mouth curled up nicely.
He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Xu Mingkai, "Don't pick me up in the morning. I'll drive there myself and you go directly to the company."
Xu Mingkai, who is rushing over: Doesn’t Mr. Ji dislike driving in rainy days? Did you take the wrong medicine today?
55 minutes later, a conspicuous Maybach parked at the entrance of Imperial Hospital.
Time was running out. She hurriedly took her umbrella and said cheerfully to Ji Hancheng in front of her: "Thank you, Mr. Ji. I'm leaving first. I'm going to be late."
"Well, I'll pick you up after get off work and take you to the boxing gym."
"Oh" I had no choice but to agree because I was being favored.
Ji Hancheng did not leave, but watched the woman trot into the hospital. After losing sight of her, he started the engine and left.
There are only 2 minutes until work time. Ji Hancheng is really good at checking in. He changed his clothes and got ready to go to work.
Start calling
The call was kept until Ji Mingyuan entered Clinic No. 31 on the 2st.
Tang Junyao thought this name was so familiar. After seeing the person coming, she remembered, wasn't this the bastard who had been staring at her last night, Ji Hancheng's younger brother.
Compared with Ji Hancheng, this man has no aura of nobility at all, and there is no aura of wealth in him.
If I really want to describe it, let’s use it as a flower or a butterfly!
Wearing a white sweater, a light pink woolen coat, and a pair of white sneakers, Tang Junyao looked a bit big-headed.
But on the surface, I still adhere to professional ethics. "What's wrong with that?"
Ji Mingyuan pulled the stool forward, got closer to Tang Junyao, covered his chest and said, "Doctor Tang, I feel uncomfortable in my chest."
Tang Junyao moved her chair inward: "Sir, you have dialed the wrong number. I suggest you go to the front desk to change your number and worry about internal medicine." The last four words were emphasized one by one.
Ji Mingyuan, who automatically blocked the number change, said: "Then enthusiastic Dr. Tang, what kind of diseases do you treat in this department?"
Tang Junyao wants to tell you that whatever I see will make you sick? I'm looking at brain cancer and cerebral palsy. Do you want it?
If she hadn't been wearing this white coat, she would have thrown him to death without hesitation at this moment.
"Sir, this is brain surgery to be precise. I'm looking for head injuries, bleeding, and tumors. What kind of surgery do you have?"
She really wanted to suggest that he go to a psychiatrist. Why did she say that she was also Ji Hancheng's wife, and her brother-in-law flirted with her sister-in-law? How could the Ji family produce such a top performer!
Ji Mingyuan pretended, "Well, I have a headache recently."
"Well, I've prescribed a full-body CT scan for you to rule out the cause of the disease. It's been done. Go pay and line up."
Ji Mingyuan wanted to say something else, but with her quick hands, she had already pressed the button for the next patient. When the next patient called came in, he could only take the payment slip and leave.