Yang Jingxing shook his head: "...there is no care. She is the performer I admire most, and we will protect her."

Zhang Yijie was still polite: "Thank you."

The patient in the middle bed had gone back to his room long ago. Occasionally he showed up to look next door. This time he just went to the window to take a look, muttering to himself that it was time to deliver the meal.

It was already past the off-duty time, so Yang Jingxing asked: "How do you want to eat..."

"Send it at home, my mother is semi-retired, and my dad still has a few years left." Zhang Yijie thought: "I'll send you out."

Yang Jingxing shook his head: "No hurry, sit down for a while."

Zhang Yijie got up and took two peaches: "One for each person. I'll wash them. I don't know how to peel them."

Yang Jingxing was no longer polite: "Okay..."

The two of them were eating peaches, and the middle-bed patient also ate the food ordered. Zhang Yijie suddenly beamed with joy: "Say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here."

Yang Jingxing turned around and put on a smile: "I'm hungry, I'm late."

Liu Siman was carrying a big bag, and the person holding the lunch box must be Zhang Yijie's mother. Only a mother could look so haggard and still be energetic. Liu Siman began to smile, and the patient's mother apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." She picked up the lunch box and

Screw the lid while feeding it forward.

Zhang Yijie was funny: "I'm not hungry, I'm still eating."

Yang Jingxing stood up and stepped aside, continuing to nibble on the peach.

Liu Siman didn't bother to call the counselor: "Let's wash it after eating. I printed out the class schedule. I brought a few books to read slowly, either on my computer or my mobile phone." She also looked like a housekeeper.

The patient's mother put the large lunch box on the bedside table and took out quite a lot of food, including three meals and one soup, but the portion was not large. She also took out a transparent box from the bag that probably contained fruit salad.

Liu Siman took out the clothes, popular novels and management books in plastic bags from the big paper bag. Are all women equally picky? "You just ask the consultant to eat peaches?"

Zhang Yijie haha.

Liu Siman was even more threatening: "If you don't keep your relationship with me, be careful Director Yang... I'll blacklist you!"

Zhang Yijie introduced: "Mom, he is Yang Jingxing."

"Hello, aunt." Yang Jingxing put down the peach.

The mother seemed to have just seen the visitor, and she smiled naturally: "Hello, please sit down."

Liu Siman was not so polite and told the consultant: "I won't treat you to dinner. We will come here after we eat."

Yang Jingxing was embarrassed: "I'll eat another apple."

Liu Siman didn't seem to hear, and smiled at Zhang Yijie: "Did the nurse promise you?"

Zhang Yijie shook his head in disappointment: "They can't control the TV."

Liu Siman comforted her brightly: "I'll download it tonight and bring it back tomorrow."

Zhang Yijie started to drink soup: "...New Year's Eve party tonight!"

Liu Siman was suddenly pleasantly surprised: "I almost forgot... Uncle Wei, why don't you go home and watch TV?"

Zhang Yijie told his mother that Yang Jingxing recorded the four-little queens' chorus program at Puhai TV's New Year's Eve party tonight. The patient's mother expressed interest and would definitely watch it later.

Yang Jingxing took his leave: "Then I'll leave first..."

Liu Siman was still polite: "Send it to you."

Yang Jingxing politely said: "Goodbye, aunt."

Zhang Yijie still heard it: "That apple."

They all laughed. Yang Jingxing didn't take the apple and didn't need anyone to give it to him. However, Liu Siman insisted: "Let's go, director..." After saying that, she turned her back to her boyfriend, her expression changed, her eyes were squeezed and her brows were furrowed.

With.

Yang Jingxing seemed like he couldn't bear to look at it, so he stopped talking.

Zhang Yijie seemed to regard Yang Jingxing as a friend: "Leave a phone number... No, I'll ask her."
Chapter completed!