Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

She didn't want to recall, but a person was telling her that you can't be ungrateful. Then the memory began to have light catkins, with the fiery red cayenne and green and fresh wickers, and then the memory began to piece together. When the memory was put together, the shoulders began to shake, and the whole body was shaking with tears, and the voice was weak and broken, "I know, I know, not Liu Liu, I will be... Chopped into minced meat... To feed the fish... "

She was afraid. At that time, she was afraid. Now she can't escape that feeling. Her legs are soft when she experiences some things, but her spirit is cracked after the experience.

Jiang Zhao suddenly regretted that he would rather that she was a little silly yesterday and cut and feed the fish? Was she so threatened and intimidated?

Fortunately, he felt that there was no change after she woke up and before she woke up. Just his word stimulated her like this.

The chopsticks in his hand quickly put down, moved the stool and sat next to ye'er. Jiang Zhao stretched his arms around ye'er and shaved his shoulders. "Yun Ye, don't cry. It's all right now. It's all right."

"Where's Liu Liu?" Ye Er became more and more sad and thought to herself that since she woke up yesterday, she was heartless and heartless because she refused to recall. She didn't ask the people who saved her life. She was so seriously injured and unconscious for 20 days. What about light catkins? Is it more serious?

Jiang Zhao listened to Ye Er sniffing and thought, if not, please take a leave today and don't stimulate her, but Ye Er continued to ask, "I know a car has been chasing my car that day, but I don't know it's her. I thought it was min Zikai. The car hit badly. I hit the car with my head several times on the way. I know it, I feel... "Ye Er covers his face, tears flow out of his fingers, and the cry is a little depressed.

"She's fine." Jiang Zhao said against his heart that he hugged ye'er more tightly. Should he find a psychologist for her? The emotional contrast between yesterday and now is so great that he can't get back from the process that she tried all kinds of ways to eat meat yesterday.

"Ah Zhao..." Ye Er stretched out his hand to cover his face, hugged Jiang Zhao and fell into his arms. "Don't lie to me. When I was in the car, I heard the man swear several times, 'TMD, it's not fatal, is it I'm sure it won't be all right, ah Zhao. Tell me. "

Ye'er began to wonder if there was anything else she didn't want to recall, ah Zhao? She screamed so smoothly and from the bottom of her heart. Didn't she always use him? Didn't she always ingratiate herself with him?

Jiang Zhao hesitated again and again. If she didn't tell her, she would always be sad. Qingxu is an optimistic girl. It seems that everything is not the same. Ye Er will feel less guilty when she sees Qingxu now. "She lives next door. I woke up before you. "

Ye Er looked up at Jiang Zhao, "really? I'll go and see her. I don't know if she will blame me. I haven't seen her yet. "

"She won't blame you. You wake up." Jiang Zhao rubbed Ye Er's small face. The more he rubbed it, the more he felt soft in his heart, just like her face. "Well, I'll tell the nurse later, take your liquid medicine and lose it. You can play with Qingxu until I get off work. She's also boring. I saw her playing plant war stiff division just now. I'll bring you two computers later and you can play games together."

"Well, I can't leave the hospital anyway. It's good to have company. I can still play with Liu Liu."

Jiang Zhao breathed out and the two had a good meal. Jiang Zhao arranged to send Ye Er to the next room. The nursing staff and nurses said hello and couldn't disclose his wife's whereabouts.

Qingxu is indeed a very optimistic girl. When ye Er asked her how she was, she smiled and said, "ha ha, what's up? It's all right for a long time. Didn't your chest hit the steering wheel and a rib was inserted into your lung? I've pulled it out long ago. It's estimated that I can leave the hospital in a few days. "

Ye Er's face turned white when he heard this. What? A rib in the lung? How weak is the lung? She even said, "Liu Liu..." Ye Er sat on the bed / bed where she had changed her bedding, and the computer was placed on the storage table pulled up by the bed. Just after turning on the machine, the music rang, but her voice was not as round as the computer's startup music, and there was always some shaking, "Liu Liu, you were so badly hurt..."

Ye Er has no way to continue playing the game. She's just unconscious and afraid, but Qingxu was knocked off her ribs and injured her lungs. Jiang Zhao lied to her that Qingxu is okay, and Qingxu himself said it's okay.

Qingxu spat in his heart when he saw Ye Er biting his lips to cry. Didn't Jiang Zhao tell Ye Er? She's talkative herself“ My God? Yunye! How did you become like this now? I can't stand you crying all the time. Did you become a resentful woman after you got married? So you can't stop pissing? "

"What horse urine!" Ye'er is sad and finds that his sad object despises him so much. Ma pee? She shed tears.

Light Xu is a girl who has been abducting and living with her mother since childhood. Although she has stayed at Min's house for some years, she always speaks some flowing language. Seeing Ye Er stunned, she wants to laugh and is afraid of hurting her lungs. She can only laugh twice, "there are too many tears, just urine, don't you know? And it's horse urine. It's bubbling. Horse, you know? A big bubble of urine. "

Ye Er was moved, sad, sad and guilty. All the negative emotions were light Xu said that her tears were horse urine. She stopped. She couldn't cry in front of Jiang Zhao in the future. If there were too many tears, it was urine!

Qingxu sat on his bed, just like ye'er. On the storage table in front of him was the computer brought by Jiang Zhao. He raised his head and glanced at ye'er's computer, "come on, roll two!"

"Just roll!"

(it's the game of Tencent, the hero League lol, ha ha.)

In Jiang Zhao's office, Ouyang Yan sits. Jiang Zhao handles official business. Ouyang Yan sits on the sofa in the reception area, quietly reading the newspaper, as if she was very patient.

But the movement of raising her wrist to look at her watch from time to time revealed her mood.

Jiang Zhao approved the documents and pressed the Secretary line once. "Liu Cheng, come in and let someone send the documents to the seventh floor."

Hung up the phone and opened another file.

It seems that Ouyang Yan is not sitting in the office at all.

Ouyang Yan doesn't care, but she occasionally knocks on the coffee cup and makes a little noise. In order to attract Jiang Zhao's attention, she doesn't let the other party feel that she opened her mouth first.