Super A boss is acting like a baby across the screen again

Chapter 107 Oh, it can be cured

The sun is rising higher and higher, and the light is shining on the delicate flowers and plants. It is obviously severe winter, but it gives people an illusion of spring.

After Ji Tingshen handed over his hand, he sat quietly all the time, staring at a sparrow flopping around in front of the floor-to-ceiling window looking for food.

"How about it?"

Zhao Tianyi has been in a state of excitement since he heard Cheng Lin's words. When Mr. Cheng was taking Ji Ting's pulse, his eyes never left Mr. Cheng.

Seeing that he finally took his hand away, he asked immediately.

Old Master Cheng didn't speak, and shook his head for a long while.

"What do you mean by shaking your head? There is no cure? Still can't find the cause?"

Following the series of head shaking, Zhao Tianyi's mood went straight to the bottom.

Ji Ting's deep gaze also moved away with the hand on the wrist, and turned back.

After getting an expected answer, his emotions were not as obvious as Zhao Tianyi's.

In the final analysis, there is no expectation.

"Linlin said that you have seen such symptoms before." Zhao Tianyi didn't want to give up, and his tone was a little anxious, "May I ask that person, was he cured in the end?"

Old Master Cheng didn't speak, and took a deep look at Ji Ting who was on the side by mistake.

He looked at Zhao Tianyi and Cheng Lin who looked anxious, and took off the reading glasses on their noses.

"The parties are not in a hurry, what are you two doing in such a hurry?"

Cheng Lin also took a look, as if the person who vomited blood was not Ji Tingshen like him.

"Hey, Grandpa," Cheng Lin moved away from Zhao Tianyi, sat next to Mr. Cheng, hugged his arm and acted like a baby, "Ah Shen must have experienced too many blows of shattered hopes. Tell us about it."

"Please, Grandpa."

Following Cheng Lin's yelling from grandpa, Mr. Cheng couldn't hold back any longer, and raised his hand to pat the back of her hand, "It's alright, alright, an old bone is about to fall apart by you."

"No way," Cheng Lin smiled sweetly, "Grandpa is not old, grandpa is always young."

"It's just your sweet mouth," said Mr. Cheng, who was still coaxed into a smile, and he looked at Ji Tingshen again.

This time Ji Tingshen spoke politely before he spoke, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Forget it, it's not easy for you," the old man waved his hands, then stood up from the sofa, "Let's go."

"where to?"

Before Ji Ting could ask, Zhao Tianyi asked directly.

"Study," Cheng Lin answered instead of Old Master Cheng without waiting for him to speak.

"Ah Shen," Zhao Tianyi raised his hand and patted Ji Tingshen on the shoulder.

"Yes," Ji Tingshen responded casually, without saying anything, and followed Mr. Cheng to the study.

More light came in through the glass windows.

It seems that all the haze can be dispelled in the next moment.

Ji Ting walked forward with deep steps and silently, but all kinds of voices gathered together in his head and it was extremely lively.

When the study door opened and closed, he suddenly remembered the scene of being taken by Qi Qing to the shopping mall to buy clothes a long time ago.

Bustling crowd.

Children licking ice cream and grabbing dolls in video game arcades.

The screaming cicada.

The warm sun shines through the huge light board, which is full of bright roses in full bloom.

He was led through the low-key and luxurious clothing store, squeezed through the crowd, passed the video game city, and finally stopped at an inconspicuous corner, watching Ji Huaize and Li Rou standing next to the bright red bouquet.

They laughed happily.

Before he had time to call his father, he was dragged home by Qi Qingsheng.

From then on, he never went out again, and he rarely saw Qi Qingxiao...

"sit down."

An old voice suddenly came, pulling back Ji Tingshen's consciousness that was running further and further away.

Ji Ting returned to his senses, nodded to Mr. Cheng, and then slowly sat on the sofa opposite him.

"It's work."

"How can you ruin your body like this at such a young age?" Mr. Cheng didn't go around too much, and started to talk about Ji Tingshen's physical condition straight to the point, "The loss of energy and blood is serious."

Although Ji Tingshen has been in contact with many doctors over the years, he still doesn't know much about the diseases mentioned by Chinese medicine.

However, Mr. Cheng didn't seem to force him to understand, and continued to say, "I heard from Cheng Lin that you vomit blood as an old problem. When did it start?"

"Ten years ago," Ji Ting thought deeply, "At first it was just once in a while, but later it became more and more frequent."

Mr. Cheng nodded, holding a pen, he didn't know what to write on the paper.

"What other symptoms do you have every time you vomit blood?"

"I didn't feel anything before, but I fell into a coma last year, and I had chest pains a while ago," Ji Tingshen said.

Mr. Cheng added a few more strokes to the paper.

Then he raised his head slowly, "To be honest, I have been a doctor all my life, and I have seen countless patients. In your situation, there is only one other than you."

that person.

that person.

Hearing Mr. Cheng said that he had met someone with the same symptoms as him again, Ji Tingshen felt a little bit more real.

These words lingered back and forth in his ears until his expectations were raised little by little uncontrollably.

Although he used to think that life and death were just like this, and it was good to survive, but when it came time to have to leave this world, he was not unacceptable.

but now……

If there is a chance to continue to live well, he still wants to live well.

"If you dare to ask 'that person', he finally..." Ji Ting pursed his lips deeply, and took the initiative to ask.

The bright light shone on his face, and his brows and eyes looked a little deeper.

Those ancient well-free eyes were also soaked in sunlight at this moment, the pupil color was a little lighter, and there was a little more tension.

Mr. Cheng put the pen in his hand on the table, pinched his eye sockets, "I survived, and now I am in good health."

Ji Ting nodded deeply.

He felt the tension in his heart loosen a little.

The fingertips rubbed against the palm.

"So your situation is not incurable," said Old Master Cheng, "it's just that it will take a long time and cost a lot. If you really start treatment, you have to rest."

Ji Ting nodded slightly.

"You have a lot of miscellaneous things now, and you are pretending to be busy," Mr. Cheng continued, "You should come to me when you finish dealing with it."

When Ji Tingshen went out from the study, Zhao Tianyi and Cheng Lin were leaning together and discussing something in a low voice.

Seeing him come out, the two of them stood up from the sofa in a tacit understanding.

Ji Tingshen suddenly thought of the sparrow he saw outside before, and when he moved his eyes, he found that the bird had already run away.

"how is it going?"

Zhao Sparrower Tianyi hopped over.

"What did grandpa say?"

Cheng Sparrow Lin also jumped over.

The two of them looked at Ji Tingshen eagerly together, as if they were patients who had been ill for a long time and were waiting for the doctor to announce the results of the examination.

"It can be cured," Ji Tingshen said.

After speaking, he realized that his throat was a little tight.

When Mingming first heard the news, although he was not calm, he was not so excited. When he saw Zhao Tianyi's tears that he was caught off guard, his heart suddenly felt sore.

"Hold!"

Zhao Tianyi stared at Ji Tingshen, and after a few seconds, he suddenly turned his head and wiped his face fiercely.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao," Ji Ting looked at him deeply, "How old is he and still wipes his nose with his sleeve."

"Get out, you just wipe your nose with your sleeve! I'm obviously wiping my tears!"

His voice was quite loud, and it was only when he yelled out that he realized that he was being overshadowed by Ji Tingshen again.

Who is crying?
It's not him anyway!
"Fatty Zhao," Ji Ting took a step forward, raised his hand and patted Zhao Tianyi on the shoulder, "As for you."

"Why not?" Seeing that Zhao Tianyi hadn't turned his head, Cheng Lin next to her raised her hand to hug his arm and rubbed it gently, "It's a great thing to know that you can recover."

Ji Ting looked at them deeply, and smiled after a while, "Okay, it's not easy to bully now, someone is protecting them."

"If you are capable, find someone to protect you."

Zhao Tianyi's nasal voice was still heavy, but the tears had dried up, and it was hard to tell from his face that he had cried before.

"Didn't I have you?" Ji Ting raised his eyebrows deeply.

Zhao Tian choked one by one: "Get out!"

"Okay, get out of here. Mr. Zhao has changed now that he has a girl he likes," Ji Ting joked with a deep smile, "I didn't come to pick me up at the banquet last time, and I usually work overtime consciously, but now I run outside before I get off work. Today, listen to me. That's what it said."

Zhao Tianyi didn't answer his words.

Asked selfishly: "Did you tell me what caused it? How to treat it?"

"I haven't said it yet," Ji Tingshen thought about the words that Mr. Cheng said later, and after thinking about it, he still didn't say it. He smiled very nicely with his thin lips, "It's fine if you know the result must be good."

"Yes," Zhao Tianyi nodded after thinking for a long time.

"Okay," Ji Tingshen raised his hand and glanced at his watch, "I'll go to the company first, you..."

As he spoke, he looked at Zhao Tianyi and Cheng Lin who were standing together holding hands, and clicked his tongue, "I invite you to dinner tonight."

"Why are you polite?" Zhao Tian raised his eyebrows.

"Then don't come, I'll invite Cheng Lin alone," Ji Ting raised his eyebrows deeply.

"Hey, what does it mean to invite my girlfriend alone and not me?" Zhao Tianyi raised his eyebrows almost to the hairline.

Ji Ting turned around and walked out of the gate.

"I found that the relationship between you and Ah Shen is really good," Cheng Lin, who was watching the two bickering, said with a smile.

"Thank you," Zhao Tian saw Ji Tingshen closed the door, turned around and hugged Cheng Lin, "Thank you very much, I don't know how to express my gratitude."

"You're welcome," Cheng Lin raised her hand and patted him on the back, "It's not a big deal, my grandfather was a doctor."

"It's also because of you that the old man is willing to let us come over," Zhao Tianyi bowed his head and kissed Cheng Lin's hair.

"To repay you," Zhao Tianyi continued.

"Huh?" Cheng Lin was stunned.

"Eat poor Ah Shen tonight," Zhao Tianyi said.

Cheng Lin laughed straight away, she thought Zhao Tianyi was going to promise her something for this matter, but she actually said such a sentence.

To be honest, if Zhao Tianyi had really promised her something just now, she would not have felt happy, and even felt a little awkward.

"Yeah," she smiled and nodded in Zhao Tianyi's arms, "I'll eat poor Ah Shen tonight."

Ji Tingshen waited outside the door for a long time and did not wait for Zhao Tianyi to come out. He glanced at the French window a little bored, and saw two people hugging each other like Siamese twins.

He raised his eyebrows.

The sun was hanging high above the head, and the sun shifted to the west. When the pointer on the dial moved one frame after another, and just stopped at 2, the person sleeping on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Before I was fully awake, I saw a piece of tissue next to me dangling left and right in mid-air.

There was a smile on the corner of San Nuo's mouth, "Are you still there?"

(End of this chapter)