Wealthy bigwigs seek medical treatment online

Chapter 47

What kind of clothes are these clothes, and they cost five figures?

Tong Ziying quickly pulled Jimucheng aside and motioned him to leave quickly.

"Why? Don't you like it?" President Ji Da asked very silly and naive.

It's his turn to like it or not. Seeing that Jimucheng was unmoved, Tong Ziying leaned into his ear nervously, "clothes are very expensive."

With the sound passing by his ears, Jimucheng was so itchy that he couldn't help holding his breath, and hurriedly turned his face away, "It's okay, pick what you like."

Angered by the capitalists, Tong Ziying gritted her teeth and lowered her voice, "I don't have that much money."

Jimucheng's sanity seemed to be wandering, and he said "oh" unhurriedly, and finally he was dragged out of the store by Tong Ziying.

I went to a few more, and the prices were all staggeringly expensive. It seemed that the shopping malls were selling luxury brands, so Tong Ziying gave up and said directly that she would not buy them.

Jimucheng followed him out of the store, typing on his mobile phone while walking, seeing his sleepy face, he suggested to eat first.

The food was Japanese food. When Tong Ziying saw a restaurant with revolving sushi, she was as excited as a primary school student, and pulled Jimucheng directly into it.

In the past in foreign countries, it was rare to see self-serve sushi on a rotary, and now it was not time for meals, and there were fewer customers in the restaurant, so Tong Ziying immediately picked the most superior location.

In Jimucheng's impression, he didn't seem to have eaten this kind of conveyor belt sushi. He always felt that this form of meals should be aimed at more children. He didn't expect to attract the 25-year-old kid beside him.

"welcome."

The waiter came forward with a smile on his face, set the tableware in front of the two, and handed a colorful cotton candy to Tong Ziying, "Today is Children's Day, every table of customers who enter the store will get a small gift, I wish you Enjoy your meal."

Tong Ziying took it excitedly, her face full of excitement, "Look, I also have cotton candy."

Jimucheng chuckled helplessly, he was really a child.

Tong Ziying took a photo of the marshmallow and sent it to Fu Zhi, then tore open the package, and handed it to Jimucheng before eating, "Do you want to eat it?"

Jimucheng shakes his head.Tong Ziying took a bite herself, and it melted in the mouth, sweet.

Although the marshmallow looks big, it's actually not a few mouthfuls. Tong Ziying tore off a ball and handed it to Jimucheng.

"Today is June [-]st."

and then?

Tong Ziying grinned at him with a bright face, "I have to eat during the festival."

Jimucheng smiled resignedly, took it and ate it.

It's cloyingly sweet.

After eating the marshmallow, Jimucheng handed him a wet tissue to wipe his hands, and then the two began to eat.

Looking at the sushi circling in front of her eyes, Tong Ziying couldn't tell which one was which. She felt that they all looked the same, so she took some of them. There were two pieces of sushi on a plate. Tong Ziying ate one and the rest. Send it directly to Jimucheng.

President Ji Da felt that he was the one to deal with surplus food.

After a few laps, Tong Ziying fed herself and Jimu city.

At the end of the meal, many customers had already come to the store, most of them were parents bringing their children. Tong Ziying looked at the seat next door with a sign of rabbit pudding only for children, and her face was full of dissatisfaction.

"Want to eat?" Jimucheng asked when he saw it.

"Yeah." Tong Ziying nodded, "But it seems to be restricted to children, so I'm embarrassed to order."

So President Ji Da has the cheek to nod.

When the waitress brought it up, she thought she had delivered it by mistake, and asked, "Which kid ordered the rabbit pudding?"

The kid in Jimucheng put on a straight face and raised his hand humiliatingly.

Tong Ziying suppressed a smile, while eating the frozen pudding happily, while coaxing, "Kids, don't get angry."

Not angry, just ashamed.

Jimucheng's face is bitter, and he feels that his thousand-year fame has been lost.

"Ah~" It was rare for Tong Ziying to see him like this, so she couldn't help being playful, and dug out a spoonful and fed it to his mouth, "Kids, take a bite."

Jimucheng shook his head helplessly.

"It's delicious." Tong Ziying continued to persuade, "Try it."

Without Tong Ziying's 'sugar-coated cannonball', Jimucheng had to open his mouth to eat the pudding.

Cool, sweet, and really delicious.

Seeing that he was willing to eat, Tong Ziying was a little happy, so she dug another spoonful, and when she was about to pass it to him, the little girl in the seat next to her suddenly pointed at them and shouted, "Look, mom, that brother is feeding the uncle next to him." thing."

The unexpected voice was sharp and loud, and Tong Ziying's heart trembled suddenly, the pudding in the spoon fell back into the small bowl, feeling that the whole world was quiet for a moment.Tong Ziying was overwhelmed by this childish voice, and her face gradually turned pale.

What to do... There are so many people in the store, and they are shouted so loudly, how many eyes should be staring at them, how many speeches should start targeting them... and Jimucheng is still a famous person, if What should Jimucheng do because he was accused...

Why didn't he pay attention and pay attention just now...

Thinking wildly, fear and helplessness spread little by little, as if thrown into an endless black net, and he couldn't struggle no matter what, but in the next moment, a warm and strong hand held him.

Tong Ziying's eyes were wet, and she slowly raised her head to look at Jimucheng beside him, only to see his worried face, and the water mist accumulated in his eye sockets finally couldn't contain it, and flowed down silently.

Opening her mouth slightly, she wanted to say something, but at this moment, she heard the girl's mother say proudly, "Baby, this is very normal, just like Xiaomei fed her mother cotton candy just now, Xiaomei because I love my mother, so I want to share delicious food with my mother. That brother is the same, so he shared his pudding with the brother next to him."

The little girl seemed to understand, and gave a heavy 'hmm', "Xiaomei loves her mother, and mother is the most important person for Xiaomei!"

The stiff hands finally had warmth, Tong Ziying's eyes were red, and she raised her lips towards Jimucheng with self-blame and gratitude.

Jimucheng paused, and held Tong Ziying's hand even tighter.

The girl's parents cast an apologetic look at Jimucheng. They thought it was over like this, but the girl suddenly came over and asked, "is brother also an important person for brother?"

The question was confusing. It seemed that the little girl who was only three or four years old probably couldn't understand the meaning of her question, but Jimucheng looked serious and nodded heavily, "Yes, this brother is my favorite Important person."

When leaving the store, the store clerk gave them a voucher and a small gift.

It's a pair of keychains. The dolls on the keychains are black, ugly and cute. They don't look like cats or bears. They look completely different.

This should be a gift for children on Children's Day. The store owner may be sorry for the embarrassment just now, and found such a special gift among a pile of childish toys.

Tong Ziying took it with a chuckle, and gave one of them to Jimucheng with a small sense of happiness of being sure and blessed.

The plan was to take a walk in the mall after dinner, but Tong Ziying lost the mood and went home.

In the car, Tong Ziying was thinking about what Jimucheng said just now.

When he heard the mellow and deep voice saying that he was the most important person to him, it was undeniable that Tong Ziying's heart was moved.

I don't know how to describe this emotion, I only know that my heart is like being blown by warm wind, it is very peaceful, very reassuring, and very moving.

It seems that all the haze has dissipated.

When he returned to the villa and was about to get off the car, Jimucheng pinned the ugly and black keychain to the car key.

Tong Ziying saw it, but didn't make a sound, because just now in the car, he just attached his keychain to his own key.

Two key chains are a pair.

He and Jimucheng are alone.

Thinking of this, Tong Ziying felt secretly happy, and even followed Jimucheng into the house with light steps.

Back at the villa, as soon as I entered the door, I saw large and small shopping bags placed in the entrance.

After Tong Ziying changed into her slippers, she always felt that the logos on these shopping bags looked familiar.

"What is this?" Tong Ziying asked, pointing to the bag.

"Clothes." Jimucheng took all the shopping bags into the house and took out one of the clothes, "I ordered them in the stores you saw just now."

Tong Ziying: "???"

Your big boss bought a bunch of five-figure clothes?

But Tong Ziying didn't react at all, and was urged by Jimucheng to try on clothes in a daze.

When she walked out wearing new clothes, Tong Ziying felt that all the cells in her body were covered with gold.

"It looks good." Jimucheng helped him straighten the hat behind his clothes. This is a set of beige casual sports thin sweater. After putting it on, Tong Ziying seems to have turned back into a student. The clean and sunny youthful spirit on his body is irresistible. .

Of course it looks good, and the price is even better.

Tong Ziying frowned, and was urged by Jimucheng to try the next one.

The next set is a black baseball uniform, which is matched with a lapel T-shirt of the same series, which makes Tong Ziying's skin whiter. Jimucheng commented again, "It looks good."

Doctor Tong's heart was cut like a knife.

"But these clothes are very expensive."

Tong Ziying couldn't try the third set, so she took the clothes that Ji Mucheng handed her, and turned out the tag on the clothes, hoping that President Ji could face up to the seriousness of the problem, "Look at the numbers on it."

However, President Ji just nodded, his tone was neither salty nor bland, and he didn't seem to care at all, "It's okay, as long as you like it."

Tong Ziying was worried, and felt that it was not she who liked these clothes, but Jimucheng.

There was still a pile of clothes, and Tong Ziying was shocked by the capitalists, so exhausted that she couldn't go on trying, she yelled that she was tired and wanted to take a shower and go to bed.

Jimucheng has no choice but to help him prepare sweater pajamas.

When I came out after taking a shower, I happened to see Jimucheng tidying up the clothes one by one and hanging them in the closet. Tong Ziying started to wrinkle her face again, and walked to him to try the last struggle, "It's better to return all the clothes, it's really too expensive......"

Jimucheng looked at him, didn't care about the clothes, but instead focused on Tong Ziying's wet hair, "I won't blow my hair again."

Tong Ziying curled her lips, and rubbed her hair with a towel, "I'll blow it later, I'm tired after taking a shower, I need to rest."

How tiring it can be to take a bath, in the end it is lazy, Jimucheng took the hair dryer, caught him on the bed, "don't move around."

Tong Ziying obediently did not move.

The warm wind is blowing, and Jimucheng gently fiddles with his hair with his fingertips, which makes Tong Ziying start to feel sleepy.

"Ah Yu said that the weather is fine today, and he wants to go out to sea, so he asked if we can go." Jimucheng asked while fiddled with Tong Ziying's bangs.

"Oh, good." Tong Ziying yawned big, so sleepy that tears came out.

After Jimucheng dried his hair for him, he fell asleep in a daze.

The chief executive had the illusion and helplessness of raising a child, so he had no choice but to cover him with the quilt, and then went to wash up.

Who knew that after washing up, he saw the quilt kicked to the floor by him.

After so many years, this bad habit of kicking the quilt still hasn't changed.

He helped him cover the quilt again, and planned to go to the study to deal with some matters, but before he left the room, Tong Ziying turned over again and kicked the quilt away.

Jimu City: ...

He didn't go to the study either. Jimucheng helped him cover the quilt and hugged him to sleep, and pressed his legs to see if you still kicked him.

This time Tong Ziying stopped kicking, frowned and murmured in her sleep for a while, and fell asleep again.

Jimucheng felt hot all over.

Damn it, he's going to sweat even if he puts on a quilt.