Ximen Longting turned around and walked into the room. His angry look was truly outstanding.
Jing Jiaren sighed and walked over. Regardless of whether he listened or not, she began to talk to herself: "I went out today because of your condition. Do you remember the farmhouse we went to last time? We were in their yard.
Seeing many herbal and traditional Chinese medicines, the peasant woman would treat her husband's illness."
Ximen Long Tingwu walked back to the rocking chair and sat down.
Jing Jiaren followed him to the rocking chair and helped him push the chair: "I just learned that his husband also had gastric cancer before, and he was cured by the peasant woman using traditional Chinese medicine..."
Ximen Longting stood up again without saying a word and walked to the second floor.
Jing Jiaren followed him: "Did you hear that? The peasant woman can cure her husband's stomach cancer. She has a special folk remedy for stomach cancer that can cure yours."
Ximen Longting went upstairs expressionlessly.
These Tianjing beauties say that this folk remedy is useful and has cured so and so, and that folk remedy is so powerful that he must drink the medicine.
There were too many words to coax him...
Every time he said that his condition would be better after taking the medicine, but as a result, he vomited more blood and the situation became worse.
So I was numb to Jing Jiaren's words.
Jing Jiaren followed him upstairs anxiously: "Ximen Longting, please say something, will you respond?"
"..."
"You stingy guy..." Jing Jiaren stared at him, suddenly stopped talking, and let out a cry.
She held her stomach and sat down on the stairs.
Ximen Longting's footsteps stopped after a few steps, and he came back to pull her up.
Jing Jiaren hugged him and said, "I knew you cared about me..."
"..."
"I really did it for your condition. That person has a quirk and doesn't like me talking on the phone in the middle of the conversation."
"The smell of a man." His dull voice.
Jing Jiaren: "..."
Due to an emergency today, she did not change clothes.
"You're meeting a man without telling me!"
"That's because people know about your condition..." She felt guilty for a while.
"You need to communicate with someone up close to talk about your illness?" He became annoyed again, "Do you need a hug?"
Jing Jia's heart sank, he must be a dog, his sense of smell...
"Who said I cuddled?"
"Why did the smell of another man get on your clothes if you weren't holding her?" He pinched her chin and was so angry!
"Ximen Longting...this is not the point..."
Ximen Longting pushed her hand away with force, turned around and left.
Jing Jiaren was helpless, but she had already asked Wilson to pick up the peasant woman, so there should be no big problem.
But if he doesn't coax him, he will probably go against the grain again, and Jing Jiaren feels guilty after seeing Leng Aofeng.
She followed him to the study room and saw Ximen Longting sitting on the boss's chair with determination and determination, with a thunderous seriousness on his face.
If he hadn't been holding a very incongruous scorpion puppet...
No matter how Jing Jiaren teased him, he ignored her.
She coughed and cheered up: "I'm so lonely. I've actually fallen so low that I want to play with a pig."
Ximen Longting narrowed his eyes slightly and stood up instantly: "This is a scorpion!"
"Yeah... I'm talking to Scorpion, why are you interrupting?"
Ximen Longting: "..."
"What a poor scorpion."
Ximen Longting was furious: "Get out of here!"
"Okay, just be alone." Jing Jiaren looked at the time. She had already had lunch, and he probably hadn't eaten yet.