Play Nice

Chapter 203: Chapter 203

"Jing Zhao."

Jing recalled to God, and withdrew his gaze that fell on the pair of mother and son.

The business leader ran over, full of joy overflowing from his curved eyebrows: "How long have you been waiting?"

"Not long."

"Are you tired these days?" Shang Lingling stared at Jing Zhao's face, "Your face is not very good, it seems to have lost some weight."

"Fortunately, I'm not too tired, but the biological clock is not up." Jing Zhao asked her, "Have you eaten lunch?"

"not yet."

He looked at the time and was in a hurry to go out to eat: "Is it too late to come back at 02:30?"

"It's not too late." She could ask for leave.

"Come on, let's eat."

Jing Zhao took the business leader to a nearby private kitchen restaurant, not far from the funeral home. The restaurant business was very good. They didn't book a box and sat by the window on the second floor.

The afternoon sun was just right, and the streets were full of traffic.

Before the dish came, the business leader took the lead to drink the soup: "Our curator came to me a few days ago and asked if you had time."

Jing Zhao removed the bones from the chicken in the crock pot and put it on the plate in front of Shang Lingling: "What to see."

"The director wants to ask you to help our funeral home make a short documentary."

"Ask him if he can do it next month." Jing Zhao's schedule this month is very tight.

"Do you have time? I feel that you are very busy. If you don't have time, I will help you reject it."

is very busy.

Jing Zhao said, "It's not good to refuse."

The sun outside the window was a little dazzling, and Shang Lingling narrowed his eyes: "What's wrong."

Jing Zhao put down the spoon and lowered the blinds a little: "He went through your back door."

"That's okay."

There are relationships.

The sun still leaked in a bit. From the window of the next table, Jing Zhao got up and sat on the other side of the business leader: "You need to let people know that your back door can lead to me."

Shang Lingling was coaxed, his feet were under the table, and he quietly went to rub Jingzhao.Jing Zhao held it down with his hand and asked her to be serious.

At 02:30, Jing Zhao sent Shang Lingling back to the funeral home on time.

She diligently got off the car: "I'm going back to work."

"Ah."

Jing Zhao also got off the car and took her to the wake hall.

He couldn't speak.

The business leader took a step and turned back three times, hesitating to say anything.

Jing Zhao walked over again: "What's wrong?"

There was a little bit of resentment in the eyes of the business leader, like Jing Qianqian who was not full: "I haven't seen you for so many days, don't you miss me?"

He nodded.

"What do you mean by nodding?"

"think."

Then why didn't you press her into the car and kiss her?
Shang Ling Ling slandered: Xiaobie wins the wedding, but Jing Zhao's wedding is not hot at all.

"I'll go to the studio later. I may be back late at night. Don't go to bed too early and wait for me at home."

"Oh."

"go in."

All right, wait until the evening to "newly get married", and the business leader will go back to work.

Jing Zhao didn't leave in a hurry, standing by the stainless steel guardrail, watching the business leader lead in, and when he could no longer see her, he stretched out his hand and pressed it on his abdomen.

"Mr. Jing."

Someone is coming.

Jing Zhao turned his head and saw a lady.

The lady is wearing the uniform of the funeral home and is an employee of the funeral home: "I am a colleague of the leader, and my name is Xiao Min."

Ms. Lu complained at home about Ms. Xiao, who likes to spread rumors.

Jing Zhao's attitude was indifferent: "Is something wrong?"

"Ling Ling is very popular in the funeral home, and everyone praises her for her kindness and cuteness." She had something to say.

Jing Zhao's tone was not polite: "What do you want to say?"

"Do you think she is kind and cute too?"

The business leader led back to the office and just sat down when Zuo Xiaoyun sent a WeChat message.

Zuo Xiaoyun: [Leader! 】

Business Lingling: [Hmm] GIF
Zuo Xiaoyun: [Xiao Min, that little bitch smashed up your teacher Jing]

Zuo Xiaoyun sent the secretly taken photos.

Zuo Xiaoyun: [Lingling, don’t worry, my eyes can see clearly at [-]:[-], your teacher Jing didn’t give Xiao Min a good look]

Shang Ling took back an emoji package: [Fairy Roar] GIF
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For most of the day, Qin Xiang was very difficult. She was always worried that the nurse called Chen Yedu's name. She had to hide and tuck every test sheet. Made her extremely nervous.

Finally, Zhou Ziheng finished the infusion and no longer had a fever, so he could go back, and Qin Xiang was relieved.

"Wait for me here, I'll get the medicine."

"Ah."

As soon as Qin Xiangren left, Zhou Ziheng got off the hospital bed, walked to the trash can, and squatted down.

On the next bed is a little boy, three or four years old, whispering to his mother in a loud voice: "Mom, that brother is digging through the garbage."

Mom winked at him, meaning don't say anything, my brother would beat people.

The wink failed to receive, and the child snorted: "It's so dirty."

Zhou Ziheng turned his head back, his eyes fierce.

The child immediately covered his mouth and shrank into his mother's arms.

Zhou Ziheng continued to look through the trash can, and after finding the torn sticker from the infusion bag, he used his fingernails to open it.

Chen Yedu.

Zhou Ziheng has often heard this name in the past two days. It was the name of his twin brother who passed away. I thought it was just a coincidence, but it seems that it is not so simple at present.

He got up, walked out of the emergency ward, and caught a random person.

"Hey."

It was a girl in the corridor: "You... call me?" The girl showed a flattered expression.

Zhou Ziheng has no attitude of borrowing things at all: "Can you lend me your mobile phone?"

The girl looked at him a few times and gave him the phone.

"Are you Director Chen Yedu?" The girl is a Shen Jing CP fan, "Can you sign me?"

After Zhou Ziheng finished swiping his phone, he raised his head, fierce and irritable: "I'm not."

The girl was stunned for a moment: "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person." But as for being so angry?
Zhou Ziheng returned the mobile phone to the girl, turned around and returned to the emergency ward.

When Qin Xiang went to the bathroom this morning, the nurse came, and she came in and shouted, "Chen Yedu."

"Chen Yedu."

Zhou Ziheng was awake, staring at the child in the next bed.

The nurse walked to his bed: "I called you several times, why didn't you agree?"

Zhou Ziheng had a gloomy face, ignoring him.

The nurse touched his forehead with the induction thermometer: "It won't burn, you can leave the hospital after hanging these two bags." The nurse glanced at the infusion bag, "How many times have I said it, the name on the infusion bag can't be torn off? Drop it, who will be responsible if the wrong fluid is infused."

When Qin Xiang came back, Zhou Ziheng had already packed up, put on his coat, and was sitting on the hospital bed waiting.

"The medicine has been taken, let's go."

"Ah."

He got up and followed Qin Xiang home.

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　　It's too calvin, there are no two shifts today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)