Addicted to You: The CEO's Wife

Ling still should be, and the party went to get the medicine.

is just a few ointments, and a bottle of pain relieving silt spray.

Ling still gave the medicine to the little girl, "here, this is Xiaoci's medicine. It needs to be wiped several times a day. It's pasted on the medicine box. Do you know these words?"

"Yes He Zixin said.

"After that, I will trouble Zixin to remember to apply medicine to Xiaoci every day." Ling still said.

"What's the trouble? It's my brother!" He Zixin put these medicines into her satchel, and then took out several pieces of crumpled money, ranging from one yuan and two yuan to 50 yuan at most.

"Here's 93 yuan. I know the medical expenses are not enough today. I'll give it to you next time when I save enough!" He Zixin is a little adult.

Obviously, the money is her small Treasury, and today, she took out all her small Treasury.

Ling still looked at the pile of crumpled money and couldn't help laughing, "no, today I'll see a doctor for Xiao CI. My aunt will pay for it. You don't have to pay for it."

"No, we are not relatives. We can't use your money. Besides, I have money. I can pay for Xiaoci's medical expenses!" He Zixin said, and then some embarrassed, "er... The rest, I will make up."

"You child, why do you have to give money?" Qin Lianyi said, "what if today's medical expenses are 1000 yuan? Do you insist on paying, too? "

He Zixin is very firm to answer a word, "want!"

Qin Lianyi was surprised. After all, a 7-year-old girl made such a firm answer like an adult.

"Do you have a thousand dollars?" Qin Lianyi asked.

He Zixin shook his head, "no, but I can save it. I have pocket money every month. I can save it and return it without snacks or toys! Ah CI is my younger brother. I should be responsible for his medical expenses as a sister! "

That young face, at this moment, is more responsible than many adults.

But the small speech looked at he Zixin way, "elder sister, I later did not see a doctor."

"Of course you should see a doctor when you are sick." He Zixin said with a small face, "my sister is rich. As I said, my mother left me property. When I am 18 years old, those properties will be mine. Then, I can support you!"

Listening to the little girl seriously say these words, Ling still suddenly have a kind of sour nose feeling.

Once upon a time, if her own brother was still alive, maybe after her mother died, she would be like this little girl.

Small words that pair of beautiful eyes blinked, and then should be a, "well, sister raise me."

That indifferent voice, but with a touch of coquetry and trust. And these are just for he Zixin.