In-house help system

Ever since Ji Wenliang returned to City A, Ji's mother has been thinking about one thing—his son is well educated and understanding, why doesn't he have any "friends".

The fact that his son and his son have no "friends" is like gold and jade, inlaid into a heavy piece, falling in her arms. She wants to show it, but she is afraid that people with evil intentions will covet her. A piece of gold and jade was stolen.

On this day, Ji's mother was invited to visit Sister Chen's house.

Sister Chen has just moved here. She is over half a century old, but she is not old-fashioned in her attire. After half a month of dancing in the square dance team with willow eyebrows and red cheongsam, even those who pick up mineral water bottles on the roadside know it. She revealed her details: a dance teacher, her husband died early, and she lived in the county town for most of her life. She came to City A to borrow her son's light to enjoy the blessings.

Regarding the square dance, Ji's mother really paid attention to it. She is more active in rehearsal and practice than at work, but not everything in this world can be accomplished with hard work. In addition to talent, you must have a good master .

The guy who used to lead the dance was actually an amateur, and with these more amateurs, the dance looked like a robot with a low battery.

This time with Sister Chen, everything is different.

Sister Chen is a good teacher, earnestly and earnestly teaching, one, two, three, four, two, two, three, four... When teaching dance, she always took care of Ji's mother in private, and the two became plastic children and sisters.

The Plastic Sister invited herself to her home, and that had to go.

"Look at my peony." Sister Chen led Ji's mother to the big balcony. "It blooms beautifully and is colorful. I like peonies the most."

Ji's mother said it was good.

"Look at my tablet." Sister Chen brought Ji's mother back to the living room. "Big brands, you can watch dramas whenever you want, and play games whenever you want. It's much better than TV."

Ji's mother said it was very good.

"Look at my massage chair." Sister Chen sat down, "It's electric, it's for shoulders, feet, buttocks... full body massage."

Ji's mother said it was comfortable and comfortable.

The massage chair was leaning against a wall, and there were many photos posted on the wall. Ji's mother glanced casually, her eyes fixed on one place.

"This thick-eyed boy is—"

"Ah, that's my son," Sister Chen smiled and narrowed her eyes. "The peony, tablet, and massage chair are all bought by my son."

Is a filial piety.

"My family is also a son." Ji's mother turned her eyes away and looked at Sister Chen. "What does your son do?"

"It's a reporter."

"Oh, how are the reporters? I see that all the reporters in the news network look upright and speak neatly. The reporters are all serious and cautious."

"It's...not bad," Sister Chen's face flashed with embarrassment, "What does your son do?"

"My son is a doctor at Jing'an Hospital."

"Jing'an Hospital is a big hospital, your son is really promising."

"No, no," as soon as Ji Wenliang was mentioned, the smile on Ji's mother's face couldn't stop, she rolled her eyes, "Sister Chen, how old is your grandson?"

"I haven't even married yet. How can I have any grandson? What about your grandson?"

"No," Ji's mother sighed, "my son is good everywhere, but this is not worrying, alas, let's not mention it."

The two had a good chat just now, and now they have calmed down, thinking about each other's words.

After a while, Ji's mother suddenly said: "I have a photo of my son in my mobile phone, do you want to see it, sister Chen?"

"That's good." Sister Chen's face bloomed with a smile, and she moved closer to Ji's mother.

After chatting and chatting, the two chatted, and they were no longer plastic sisters.

Sister Chen tentatively said: "To be honest, my son is really good, he is filial, and he loves others. I think your son is... also very good. Then... then let them get to know each other?"

Ji's mother also meant the same thing, but she frowned and said, "I read the news. Children don't like their elders interfering in their affairs. Will it arouse their resentment if we make such good decisions?"

Sister Chen agreed: "You're right, it doesn't matter what we think, it depends on whether the child likes it or not."

Ji's mother is not very good at giving ideas, she looked at Sister Chen, "Then what should I do?"

This morning, Feng Ming received a patient.

A strange patient.

"Where does it hurt?"

The patient clutched his chest, "Doctor, my chest hurts."

Feng Ming glanced at where she was pointing, "What kind of pain is it?"

"Cracking pain? Colic? Pain? Oh, I can't describe it, doctor, aren't you a great expert? Can you take that machine and test it for me?"

Feng Ming asked her to sit closer, first did a simple inspection, and then opened the project, saying: "Go and pay the fee first, and then go for further inspections."

"Pay the fee? Where do you pay the fee?"

"First floor."

"Where is the first floor?"

"On the south side of the first floor."

"This hospital is so big, I can't find it."

Feng Ming scanned the age column on the medical card and asked, "Are there any family members who came with you?"

"My family is my son. My son is busy with work, so I'll take a look first. That," Sister Chen paused, "I have a relative here, Dr. Ji Wenliangji. Should he take me there? Are you delaying your work?"

Feng Ming met her eyes, picked up the receiver next to him, and dialed the number, "Ask Dr. Ji to come to the clinic."

"Doctor Ji," the little nurse shouted, "Director Feng wants you to go to the clinic."

"Okay, I see." Ji Wenliang responded.

Feng Ming's rejection was straightforward, and his instigators were absolutely unambiguous. Ji Wenliang resigned to his fate and went to the outpatient clinic.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the consulting room, his hand was held.

"Oh, Wen Liang!" Seeing Ji Wenliang's confused face, Sister Chen patted his hand, "You child, you don't recognize me anymore? I'm your Auntie Chen, how is your mother doing recently?"

Ji Wenliang thought for a long time but couldn't remember who she was, but he said enthusiastically: "Aunt Chen, you are beautiful again, this cheongsam is so energetic, I didn't even recognize it."

"Your mouth is so sweet," Aunt Chen was so satisfied that she had a lot to say to him, but she still hadn't forgotten that she was seeing a doctor, so she turned to Feng Ming and said, "Thank you, doctor, I Let Wen Liang accompany me to pay the fee and do the inspection."

Ji Wenliang looked at Feng Ming, who nodded at him.

"Aunt Chen, come with me, and I will take you to pay the bill."

Ji Wenliang led her to the payment window, "You can pay by cash or mobile phone."

Aunt Chen said: "I don't know how to pay with a mobile phone. I have cash here."

She rummaged through her purse and fumbled for a long time before she took out a dozen or so dollars and patted her head.

"Look at my memory. I kept telling myself to bring my wallet before going out, but I still forgot. Wait, I'll call my son."

She took out her mobile phone, nodded a few times skillfully, and the call was connected quickly.

"Hello? Son, come to Jing'an Hospital quickly... What can you do when you come to the hospital? See a doctor... Why didn't I tell you, I told you, you forgot about it... Come on, come on."

She hung up the phone and smiled at Ji Wenliang again, "Let's wait, my son will be here in a while."

This Aunt Chen was beaming, but she didn't look like a doctor at all. Ji Wenliang asked, "Aunt Chen, how long will it take for your son to arrive?"

"It will take more than an hour."

Ji Wenliang looked at his watch, "It's best to do the examination earlier, it will be noon soon, and if the doctor takes a lunch break, he will have to wait until the afternoon to see a doctor."

"Then... what should I do then?"

The inspection fee is not that much, so I don't think she is a liar. Besides, she registered and kept her identity information. Ji Wenliang said, "Aunt Chen, let me pay the inspection fee for you first."

"That's fine," Aunt Chen nodded, "I'll give you the money when my son comes."

So Ji Wenliang paid the money for her, took her for an examination, and finally led her back to the consulting room.

Feng Ming looked at the list, and then at Ji Wenliang.

"No problem, very healthy."

Ji Wenliang was also puzzled, he turned his head to look at Aunt Chen, "Auntie, the inspection didn't find any problems, why are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"No problem? No problem, okay," Aunt Chen smiled. "A few days ago, my neighbor got coronary heart disease and called 120. I was scared in my heart. I think it might be a psychological effect."

"Then don't be careless. Next time your heart feels uncomfortable, you must come back for another checkup."

At this time, Aunt Chen's cell phone rang. She looked down and said, "It's my son, that...doctor, I'm fine, you can go."

Feng Ming nodded.

Seeing Aunt Chen looking at him eagerly, Ji Wenliang said, "Auntie, I'll take you to the lobby."

As soon as the two walked out of the consulting room, they bumped into someone head-on.

The man was looking around with a camera on his body, sweating profusely. When he saw Aunt Chen, he stepped forward a few steps.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you tell me when you came to the hospital?"

"I'm fine," Aunt Chen said with a smile, "Let me introduce, this is my son, He Ning. Son, this is Doctor Ji, the son of your Uncle and Aunt Ji's family, thanks to him, he led me up and running Down."

He Ning didn't know who Uncle Ji and Aunt Ji were, but he also said warmly: "Doctor Ji, hello, what's wrong with my mother?"

Ji Wenliang said: "Auntie has nothing wrong with her health—"

"That's right, that's right," Aunt Chen continued, "There's nothing wrong with it, it's just a heart disease."

"My ancestor," He Ning said with a wry smile, "you scared me to death. After answering your call, you ran here without even caring about the interview."

"Let's not talk about this, son," Aunt Chen touched his shoulder, "Dr. Ji paid for the medical expenses just now."

Since there is nothing wrong with his body, He Ning felt relieved and said to Ji Wenliang: "Thank you, Dr. Ji, for taking care of my mother. I will give you cash for the medical expenses."

"What kind of cash!" Aunt Chen glared at her son, "You two scan the QR code to add a friend, and send a red envelope, isn't it all over?"

She does know what giving red envelopes is.

Ji Wenliang smiled gently: "Cash and red envelopes are fine."

He Ning was stunned for a moment, and said, "Then I'll add you as a friend."

After seeing off the strange mother and daughter, Ji Wenliang called Ji's mother and asked her if she knew Aunt Chen and He Ning.

"I... know, isn't that a relative of our family!"

"Relatives? What relatives?"

"Oh, it's a relative, you don't remember," Ji's mother faltered, "I won't tell you, I'm going to be confused."

Hastily hung up the phone.

The matter passed like this, and Ji Wenliang didn't care.

But it didn't take long for this "relative" to invite him to dinner.

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