In-house help system

After a day of not using the mobile phone, the news on it was overwhelming. Ji Wenliang browsed through it, and most of them were colleagues in the hospital, asking about his injuries to show his concern.

It is very happy to be cared about by others, even if it is a simple sentence.

A warm feeling rose in his heart, and he replied one by one.

There are also a few phone calls from Ji's mother, and the time is this afternoon.

How well-informed is Ji's mother? He has seen it before. Could it be that he knew about his injury?

If this is the case, she will inevitably have to worry.

After hesitating for a moment, he dialed nervously.

"Hello? Wen Liang, why didn't you answer the call?"

She asked like this, probably because she didn't know that she was injured, not to mention that her tone was faintly filled with excitement and joy, as if she could not wait to deliver good news.

Ji Wenliang breathed a sigh of relief.

Gathering his mind, he said, "The phone is not with me, Mom, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, He Ning's mother is your Aunt Chen, who is going to take some of our dance team to travel to the ancient city. I heard that the place is beautiful, isn't it?"

The ancient city is a well-known tourist city in China. It has been developed very well in recent years and its publicity has been well done.

"The ancient city is a beautiful place. Did you go there by yourself or through a travel agency?"

"The travel agency is so expensive, what should I do if I cheat money? Besides, it's not comfortable to play. Your Auntie Chen contacted the classmates in Gucheng, and she will take us for a walk together."

Since he is a classmate, it is naturally more reliable.

"As long as it's safe...do you want Dad to go too?"

"What is he going to do?" Ji's mother on the phone rolled her eyes, "He's not in the dance team, so why join in the fun?"

The meaning is very simple, "outsiders" should not get involved in things inside the circle.

Ji Wenliang thought about it for a while, and said: "In that case, I'll go back and live for a few days. Dad doesn't know how to cook... When are you going to leave?"

"It's not decided yet, about a month later... By the way, if you are on vacation on the day of departure, take us to the airport, and with He Ning's car, we can sit down."

This is not a problem, but Ji's mother mentioned He Ning, and I don't know if it was on purpose.

It is better to clarify some things in advance, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings at that time.

Ji Wenliang agreed to send him off to the plane, and said tentatively, "Mom, that He Ning... is a very nice person, a friend worth making."

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while.

"A friend is a friend. He Ning is a good kid, and it's also good to be a friend. You can take care of each other."

Her voice was low, with a hint of loss.

Ji Wenliang really couldn't bear it, and thought about whether to tell her about Feng Ming, but felt that the time had not come, and something was wrong.

"mom……"

"Oh, silly boy, this is your business and not mine. You can do whatever you want as long as you feel comfortable. Mom won't force you," cheered up, and gave instructions on food and clothing, and finally Said, "Okay, hang up, go to bed early, don't always stay up late."

This is the heart of the poor parents in the world.

Ji Wenliang hung up the phone and received another message.

It was from Dr. Yang, asking if I have time tomorrow night and would like to visit my home.

Among this group of interns, Dr. Yang is considered to be more hardworking and serious, but he still has some timidity and cautiousness when he just stepped into the society.

On the day of the trouble in bed 9, she called herself to help, presumably because she felt guilty and uneasy seeing that she had suffered an innocent disaster.

Ji Wenliang thought for a while, and replied: "If you have time tomorrow, come to my house for dinner."

The next night, Dr. Yang really came and brought Song Jie with him.

"Dang Dang Dang Dang!"

Song Jie held up two large shopping bags, which contained some fruits and vegetables. He let out a groan, which startled Ji Wenliang who opened the door.

"Doctor Ji." Dr. Yang stood beside Song Jie, bowing a little cautiously, and she was also carrying a lot of nutritional supplements in her hand.

Feng Ming stood behind the two of them.

"Come in, why did you buy so many things?"

Ji Wenliang took out three pairs of slippers from the cabinet, and took the things from Dr. Yang's hands. They were heavy and must have cost a lot of money.

Dr. Yang moved his mouth, not knowing how to speak, but fortunately Song Jie took over.

"Isn't this a big tonic for you? Just accept it if you have a heart. Here, there are oranges and apples here, supplemented with vitamin C, and this big bone is used to make soup and supplement protein. When the wound grows well, it will not It will leave scars. Hey, where do you put these things?"

Ji Wenliang asked Dr. Yang to sit down, put the TV remote control into her hand, took Song Jie into the kitchen, and stuffed things into the refrigerator.

Song Jie reached out and hooked Ji Wenliang's shoulder, "You are not mean enough, you didn't tell me about living upstairs and downstairs with Doctor Feng, did you take brother seriously?"

"You didn't ask, so it's not a big deal." Ji Wenliang glanced at Feng Ming who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, "How did you get together?"

Song Jie thought to himself, this is not a big deal, so what is the big deal.

"We hitchhiked from Doctor Feng. It's all the way anyway. Let's not talk about it. My brother is also the master of the kitchen. Seeing my brother come to a full banquet, I will make up for you."

He rolled up his shirt sleeves and put on his apron neatly, as if he was a dude, and Ji Wenliang helped him.

After a while, Dr. Yang also came in.

"Why did you come in, don't you watch TV?" Ji Wenliang asked.

Doctor Yang was also very hesitant. She didn't know anything about cooking, so coming to the kitchen would only add to the chaos, but sitting on the sofa with Director Feng and watching a school romance drama really made her uneasy.

Usually, when they did something wrong, Director Feng just kept his face sullen and silent, but it was much more terrifying than scolding loudly.

"I watched that TV series on the Internet, um... Doctor Ji, let me help you."

Ji Wenliang gave her half of the celery in his hand, "Then help me choose this."

Doctor Yang took it, and his eyes stopped on the gauze on his forehead.

"Doctor Feng, the family members of bed 9 asked me how your injury is doing today."

"Well," Ji Wenliang glanced at her, his hands kept moving, "Then what did you say?"

"Of course I said that you were seriously injured and you were on sick leave. It would be better to scare them to death. They also asked me for your contact information, but I didn't give it to you, so let them go on fear."

She had an aggrieved face, and Ji Wenliang couldn't help but smile.

Seeing that Dr. Yang didn't care much about him, he felt even more guilty.

Pursing her lips, she continued: "Doctor Ji, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If I didn't drag you over, I wouldn't have hurt you."

Ji Wenliang's celery had already been selected, so he took part of Dr. Yang's hand, "Don't think like this, you have to report to the higher authorities if there is a special situation, who would you turn to if you don't ask me? Sorry to say, it's me If you don't have the heart to defend against others, you will get hurt, and I am the one who should conduct self-criticism."

Of course, Dr. Yang knew that these were comforting words, and was so moved that he sneaked a glance at Ji Wenliang's face.

Such a good-looking person, with such a gentle and understanding personality, will definitely be happy. The previous reporter is not worthy of him at all!

Who on earth deserves the love of such a man?Doctor Yang couldn't think of it no matter what.

"Where are all your seasonings?"

Song Jie finished cutting all the ingredients, and asked Ji Wenliang with a spoon in his hand.

"It's in the locker right in front of you."

Song Jie opened the door of the cupboard and saw that the bottles and jars were quite complete.

"Okay, you're an injured person, go sit in the living room, I'm going to fire, what should you do if you get smoked?"

Ji Wenliang was worried, "You are not familiar with where the things in the kitchen are placed..."

"I don't need anything else. Isn't the pot, spoon and seasoning all here?"

Dr. Yang also persuaded: "Yes, I'm here to help, you go and have a rest."

Ji Wenliang had no choice but to go back to the living room, sit on the sofa and watch TV with Feng Ming.

What was shown on TV was a popular school romance drama recently. Both the male lead and the female lead were popular stars, and the pictures were exquisite. Although Ji Wenliang hadn't seen it, he had heard of it a little.

At this time, the male lead didn't know what he did to make the female lead angry. On the boulevard of the campus, under the eyes of everyone, the female lead suddenly slapped the male lead.

Ji Wenliang exhaled suddenly.

"Why beat him?"

"The hero spent all his scholarship to buy the heroine a pair of earrings as a birthday present, and ate steamed buns and pickles for a month behind the heroine's back." Feng Ming explained.

It is a very distressing plot for a couple in love to be trapped by money.

Ji Wenliang was immediately attracted.

The male protagonist explained in a low voice, but the female protagonist just didn't listen, she turned sideways, her eye circles began to turn red.

Later, a passing classmate reminded them that class was about to begin, and the two of them walked towards the classroom.

One behind the other, separated by a long distance.

The preparatory bell had already rang, and the lecture theater was full of people, making a mess.

The heroine finally found a seat, and the hero sat beside her silently.

The bald old professor began to read his lengthy PPT, which made people drowsy. Those who were listening to the lecture seriously at the beginning could not stop the sleepiness. Some lay on the table to catch up on sleep, and some started to play with their mobile phones.

The hostess was absent-mindedly writing and drawing in the notebook, and suddenly lowered her head.

Camera pans down.

The male lead held her hand under the table.

It's quite romantic, Ji Wenliang thought.

At this moment, he felt a light touch from his fingertips, and when he realized what it was, his whole hand was already wrapped.

With her heart pounding, she subconsciously glanced back at the kitchen.

Song Jie and Dr. Yang were still busy with their work, cooking vegetables in the pot, the prickling sound mixed with the fragrance wafted out.

There are others in this room!Ji Wenliang didn't dare to look into Feng Ming's eyes, and slowly pulled his hands away.

Of course he didn't break free.

Feng Ming picked up the pillow and covered it with the hands that were holding each other.

The hero and heroine on TV are still playing a drama about love, but the two of them can't hear anything.

The author has something to say:

I really can't stand it! ! !How old are you two, and you still play hand-holding games! ?

Dr. Feng, you are already the deputy chief physician, even if I give you another cheat, you are already 30+, and Wen Liang, you are thousands of years old!

Childish is dead, no eyesight.

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