Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 90 Mr. Tong, You Should Take Your Medicine

"Ma'am, good morning." The two bodyguards were startled, and Qiqi took a step back and bowed to her together.

No one here can stand up to her big brother.

Nan Jin: "..."

"Actually, you don't need to be so serious."

"Working seriously is the basic attitude."

"...Okay, then I want to invite Miss Du to my ward, can I?" Nan Jin twitched the corners of her lips in embarrassment. Are all the people brought out by Tong Junhao like him?The indifference is like ice that has not melted for a thousand years.

"Ma'am, sir said that idlers can't approach the ward once they change."

Du Lerong's complexion was once again made ugly by waiting for an idler, but the most important thing is to clear her suspicions. At this moment, she doesn't care about being really angry.

Nan Jin clicked her tongue, "I know Miss Du, she..."

"Ma'am, sir said that no one can go in until he comes back." Another bodyguard added.

Wouldn't it be that he died inside and no one knew?
Nan Jin glared at him, no longer as gentle and pleasant as before, "If I must ask her to go in?"

"Then let Madam down." The two bodyguards seemed like robots who didn't know how to adapt. They glanced at each other and turned around at the same time, ignoring Nan Jin and Du Lerong.

"Hey! You guys are going too far!" Nanjing still had gauze wrapped around his head, and he felt the veins on his forehead throbbing.

Glancing at Du Lerong who was also standing across from him in a dilemma, she forced a smile, "Miss Du..."

"Miss Nan, you believe me, it's really not me!" Du Lerong hurriedly interrupted him, explaining anxiously, her eyes were red.

"Well, I know it's not you." Nanjing smiled awkwardly.

I've heard of thieves calling for a thief, but I've never seen someone who has done something bad and delivered it to your door in person.

"Well, do you believe me? Are you really willing to believe me?" She seemed so surprised by Nan Jin's answer that she asked it twice in a row, with a look of disbelief.

It was strange to speak across two door gods, and Nan Jin had no choice but to bite the bullet and nodded, "I believe in you."

The reason why Nan Jin believed him was Tong Junhao. They drank soup from the same thermos bucket, and used the same bowl and spoon. If something happened, why was she the only one?This unscientific.

"You, me, I..."

Nan Jin didn't know if this should be called crying with joy, but Du Lerong's eyes were red and filled with tears, as if they could fall at any time.

"I'm sorry to make you go so early in the morning." Nanjing was a little embarrassed. Female men would be shy, but they would not cry easily. Facing Du Lerong like this, she was a little at a loss.

Gu Rongrong shook his head hurriedly, "No, no, this is the soup I made today, you can try it, I have to go to work and leave first."

In the end, the thermos did not fall into Nanjing's hands, but was picked up by two bodyguards.

Seeing Du Lerong leave in embarrassment step by step, Nan Jin turned and went back to the ward.

She was the only one in the ward, outsiders couldn't get in, she couldn't get out, nothing could be more aggrieved than this.

Fortunately, after a while, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, and Tong Junhao walked in from the outside in a casual outfit. Seeing her standing at the window, his face was slightly unhappy, "Why don't you lie down for a while?"

"I'm all right."

The wind in the morning was a bit cool, so Xin Hao walked over and closed the window, and a Da Heng picked her up and sat on the bed, "It doesn't matter what you said."

Do you want to be so overbearing?
Nanjing didn't resist, because he had already opened the food box, and the tangy aroma came oncoming. The taste was very familiar, and it was her favorite red bean porridge.

"You go home and help me get food?" Nanjing blinked.

Tong Junhao casually stirred the rice, "You're really thick-skinned."

Who is thick-skinned?

Nan Jin rolled her eyes and took the bowl from him, "I'll eat it myself, don't worry about it."

A certain person also seemed to be relaxed, sitting on a chair and watching her eat with small mouthfuls, then suddenly took her hand and put the spoon into his mouth.

Nan Jin screamed, "What are you doing?"

"I'm hungry, take a bite." The one who answered was called Shun Liu.

Nan Jin firmly held the spoon and threw it, and it was not wrong if she didn't throw it. In the end, she simply considered whether to drink with a spoon or directly from a bowl. I can't blame her for being cleanliness!

There was still more than half a bowl of red bean porridge left, it was a pity to throw it away, and I would feel bad if I didn't throw it away.

She glared at Tong Junhao viciously, "Did you not eat at home?"

"have eaten."

"Then why are you still eating..."

"I'm hungry again," the man replied calmly, leaning on the chair and looking at her, "You have to understand your husband, running home early in the morning, and then running back to deliver your meals, is very hard work! "

The man raised his head from the rice bowl, with a trace of confusion in his eyes, "Didn't you go home and change your clothes, and bring me food by the way?"

"Who said that?"

"You!"

"Oh, is it? Don't remember!"

The spoon just fell into the bowl with a loud sound, and Nan Jin was furious!
Do you have amnesia?

She stared at him angrily for a while, and finally mustered up the courage to take a sip of the porridge with a spoon, and said slowly, "Mr. Tong, it's time for you to take your medicine."

"Really? Then you will guard me from now on!"

One sentence almost choked Nanjing to death, he decided, for the sake of his own life, he must not talk to men when eating in the future.

After giving him a blank look, Nan Jin decided to ignore his ears and concentrate on eating.

Usually they are quickly cleaned up by her, and she stretched her hand forward, "Have another bowl!"

Tong Junhao took over the bowl without any surprise, "Is your head still hurting?"

"It's okay, sometimes I get dizzy, but it's not too bad." Nan Jin smiled casually.

After dinner, Tong Junhao still had no intention of leaving. Nan Jin wanted to get out of bed for a walk, but was ordered to rest on the bed. She had no choice but to continue lying on the bed aggrieved.

After more than half a month of foot injury, she was finally able to go to the ground, but once again encountered the injustice of fate, Nan Jin could only sigh at the shoes under the bed.

Tong Junhao seemed to keep his word and brought all the company's documents to the hospital for approval.

He didn't say a word when he was reading the document. On his left was a cup of black coffee. The bitter taste made Nan Jin feel unable to drink it. Tong Junhao could still drink it in a good manner. Just looking at her couldn't help but wrinkle brow.

Tong Junhao would raise his head to look at her from time to time, and Nan Jin would quickly lower his head when you were at this time, and missed the shallow smile on the corner of the man's lips when the eyes of the two intersected.

"Miss Du has come." She lowered her head and said suddenly, her expression could not be seen clearly under the shadow of the sun, her voice was as calm as ever.

Lifting his head from the pile of documents, Tong Junhao blinked, and answered after a while, "Oh."

Nan Jin: "..."

Is this his reaction?

Facts have proved that this is Tong Junhao's reaction.

(End of this chapter)