4.20 - Does your face still hurt?

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  As soon as he reached the floor where Mr. Jing's ward was located, He Yixin saw at a glance that Dest had stopped in front of Mr. Jing's door and looked into the ward. His usually cold face in front of outsiders was rarely tainted with a bit of softness. Color, he was a little surprised, slowly approached behind the man, and looked into the slightly opened door.

  Mr. Jing, who was sitting on the hospital bed, lost his usual composure and complained angrily to Grandma Jing beside him: "I told you not to drink it. I drink jī soup every day. I drink it every day and I almost vomit. You I have been cooking the soup for fifty years, can I try something new?"

  "You said this fifty years ago. I cooked it all night last night. I put in your favorite peanuts and have a bowl first." Grandma Jing said as she scooped out the food from the thermos bucket. A bowl of fragrant jī soup was handed over.

  He Yixin clearly saw Mr. Jing swallowing unconsciously when the chicken soup was scooped out. Thinking of the information the other party just said, he suddenly became a little envious.

  After drinking the same taste for fifty years, maybe that taste is no longer the taste of liquor.

  It is a taste called love, love, and home.

  "We will be like Grandpa Jing and Grandma Jing, I promise." Dest had turned around at some point and saw He Yi looking at him earnestly. He slowly took his hand and placed it on his white fingertips. She kissed him softly and looked into his eyes, which were affectionate and deep.

  Looking at the handsome facial features and solemn oath of the man in front of him, He Yixin raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said with an imperceptible degree: "I will get tired of drinking the same taste for fifty years."

  "I will work hard so that you won't get tired of it so early."

  ...

  In the intensive care unit, Yi Su looked at Jing Tong's closed eyes on the bed and suddenly didn't know where to start or what to say.

  On the way to the hospital, Deste told him what happened last night. After being separated from him, Jing Tong drank a lot of wine alone, drove directly into a green belt, and the vehicle rolled over.

  Dest told him that Jing Tong was now in a coma, largely because he did not want to wake up. He hoped that Yi Su could do the Jing family a favor and wake up Jing Tong from the coma.

  Suddenly, Yi Su thought of everything he had spent with Jing Tong in the short two months they had known each other.

  The other party either cooperates with customers who run supermarkets or signs contracts every day, and then every night he will naturally bring back a bunch of fresh vegetables. However, the other party will not think carefully about why a company signs a contract, so why does it carry a bunch of vegetables? Such an unreasonable move to bag vegetables.

  The other person said that the company was very busy every day, so he could only go home early with nothing to do, and he happened to be in time for dinner. However, a very busy company would make him stay up late in the study every night and even attend video conferences. Early in the morning.

  He obviously likes sweets the most, but in the face of his malicious intentions, he ate the porridge and side dishes for a Chinese breakfast with great joy. He even threw away all the sweet juices and drinks and replaced them with mineral water. Complain.

  What is in the study room is not various management philosophies, but various university books on finance and test knowledge, which even contain publication dates from a few days ago.

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