Chapter 242, Ji Mingming

The ambulance came, and simply checked the old man, and then left. Fang Chen’s massage technique was very professional.

So the old man is also out of danger.

Qin Yong had already dragged Liu Hu, who was screaming again and again, back home.

My wife cheated, and she was still in the dark.

As any man, it’s good to kill someone with a knife without getting angry.

Qin Momo had to stare at Fang Chen fiercely and follow him.

She didn’t know that her mother was okay with this…

Fang Chen folded his arms around his chest and glanced at that direction; “Sometimes, compared to a substantial blow, perhaps this kind of mental damage comes faster…”.

I’m afraid the Qin family will feel uneasy if they want to come tonight.

“Thanks…thank you, I haven’t thanked you yet…”.

The ambulance left and the crowd dispersed. The old man and the girl stood behind Fang Chen and stopped for a long time.

Fang Chen smiled and waved his hands; “Small things, the old man must pay attention to his body and bones when he returns.”

The old man wanted to be grateful for the dust; “Little friend, if you don’t dislike it, why not go to our house for a meal, my house is nearby.”

Have a meal?

I just finished the meal.

But when he touched his belly, Fang Chen found that he seemed to be hungry again, but it seemed a little inappropriate to lick his face and rub the rice.

Fang Chen smiled and wanted to refuse, but as soon as the girl pulled his wrist, her wonderful eyes were full of prayers;

“Let’s go, let’s go, very close, as long as you don’t dislike it.”

Hearing this, Fang Chen touched the tip of his nose.

“Will not dislike it.”

After that, Fang Chen nodded, and the old man hurriedly walked ahead to lead the way. He could see that the living environment of the old and the young was not rich.

The canvas schoolbag on the girl’s back looked a bit tattered.

There is really an old saying, three years in the new year, three years in the old, and three years of sewing and mending.

The girls said that.

Considering that if he refused, it might hurt their dignity, Fang Chen touched the tip of his nose and smiled and followed.

“Brother, you…what’s your name?”.

The little girl quickly forgot about Liu Hu’s slap on her face, but she said to Fang Chen timidly with an air bag.

Fang Chen said; “Fang Chen, how about you?”

She smiled charmingly and whispered; “I, my name is Ji Mingming, and my grandfather originally wanted to name me Ji Minglang, but it seems to be a bit slurred.”

Fang Chen smiled when he heard that, Ji Minglang’s name is a bit too vulgar.

The blooming season is bright, full of old people, hoping that young girls can live brightly at the age of flowers and jade.

Ji Mingming is actually very good.

Fang Chen said subconsciously; “A nice name, then I’ll call you Xiao Ji.”

But as soon as the voice fell, Fang Chen realized that something was wrong.

As long as the pronunciation of ji is added, there will be a bit of ambiguity. After all, it is now collectively referred to and generally refers to some special parts of men…

If you add a small print before it, it’s perfect.

“Forehead……”.

The old man couldn’t help but glance back at Fang Chen weirdly.

Feeling angrily at the tip of his nose, he gave a dry cough.

Fang Chen watched the girl fly on two blushing pretty faces, and he was able to guess that his extended meaning was probably misunderstood by everyone.

Quickly explained;

“Mistaken words, mistakes of words, then I will call you clearly, you just call me Fang Chen, it seems, in fact, I should not be much bigger than you.”

The girl looked like a high school student, and Fang Chen had only graduated from high school for two years.

He himself is only eighteen years old this year.

Ji Mingming was nervous, looking at Fang Chen’s clear gaze, he subconsciously thought that the latter did not have any thoughts in that respect, and said shyly;

“I am eighteen years old this year, and I am in the third year of high school. How about you? Is it a medical school?”.

Fang Chen gave a dry smile, and he was about the same age as expected.

“I am also eighteen years old, I am not in school, and my medical skills are…”.

Fang Chen hesitated, for a moment he didn’t know how to explain the source of his medical skills to this girl.



If I said, I was empowered and poured in one breath of medical skills…

Does anyone believe it?

“Medical skills are inherited from the ancestors, yes, yes, from the ancestors, my ancestors are traditional Chinese medicine.”

“Oh, then… Then the genius doctor Yu mentioned by the aunt just now is your father or grandfather, right?”.

As she walked toward the front, the girl turned her head and asked suspiciously.

Fang Chen’s expression changed, mother, this little girl has a good memory!

Okay, this old thing Yu Qiushan has become my ancestor!

Fang Chen smiled bitterly; “Forget it, do it…”.

Damn, people can’t lie!

If you tell a panic, you have to tell a thousand lies to come back. If I knew it, I would just care if they believed it or not to tell the truth.

Soon, he walked to the door of a school. Ji Mingming pointed to the school, and bowed his head to Fang Chen and said in a charming voice; “There is where I study.”

Changquan City No. 1 Middle School?

That’s not bad!

what! ? what is that?

Fang Chen looked at a sculpture at the entrance of the school in amazement. Ji Mingming noticed Fang Chen’s reaction and said quickly; “That’s an uncle whom our principal treats respectfully.”

“I heard that he is a very powerful man named Huang Bufan. Have you heard of Fang Chen?”.

“This sculpture was donated by Mr. Huang himself…”.

Mr. Huang donated it himself…

Donated by myself…

What he donated…

Fang Chen had 10,000 Cao f*ck flying.

Master, you can!

It’s shameless, if it wasn’t for you to belch, I really want to curse you bloody.

They built sculptures in other schools. They were all great educators, but Huang Bufan would do well. He donated a sculpture of his own to his alma mater.

Yes, it’s very unusual.

When I look back, I will also make a sculpture to put you in front of you. Let us both master and apprentice pay homage to this Changquan student.

Directly across from the school is a food stall.

There are still many roadside stalls and small carts, and Fang Chen may have been able to guess the living conditions of Ji Mingming’s house, so it would be surprising that it did not show up.

Instead, he followed the girl’s back.

The girl may be more shy and introverted. After a few words, she doesn’t speak any more.

“Here… here, Brother Fang Chen, my house is in the back alley. This is my cart.”

When he walked to a hot and spicy place, Ji Mingming pointed to the cart and said.

The old man looked back at Fang Chen, but he was slightly embarrassed.

He could see that Fang Chen was not an ordinary person, but their family conditions were not very good, so they could only bring Fang Chen to the house for dinner.

And this old man still has to do business, so Ji Mingming can only entertain Fang Chen.

“Little friend, the environment here is not very good. Most of the guests who come to eat are students. Don’t dislike it…”.

Fang Chen laughed twice and found a place to sit down; “No.”

He and Yu Lao also sold vegetables at the market in the CY district of the Imperial Capital. For a while, both of them spent their lives picking up rotten vegetables.

How could Fang Chen dislike Ji Mingming’s family?

“Then you sit down first, and I’ll get you some vegetables, can I have something to drink?”.

The old man asked with a smile.

Fang Chen missed this kind of roadside stall very much. He vaguely remembered that when he was selling vegetables with Yu Lao, after work in the evening, the two would find a food stall similar to this kind of street.

An old and a young sitting outside chatting.

“Let’s have two bottles of beer.”

Fang Chen lighted himself a cigarette leisurely, and waited for the old man to finish serving himself while drinking.

Ji Mingming sat opposite, poking Fang Chen timidly;

“Brother, don’t you… don’t smoke, okay?”.

Fang Chen was taken aback, thinking that he choked her, who knew the little girl jumped out: “Smoking is bad for your body. You smoke when you are only 18 years old, and you will cough when you are old.”

Fang Chen heard this, there was another warm current in his heart, this little girl really cared about people.

As a generation of genius doctors, Fang Chen had a hundred ways to solve the smoking throat and pharyngitis, but out of good intentions, Fang Chen directly squeezed out the cigarette butts.

At this moment, another wave of guests came.

The old man was too busy alone, Ji Mingming greeted Fang Chen and hurried to help.

Fang Chen looked at the girl’s busy back, but his heart felt a little sour.

Seventeen or eighteen is innocent and innocent. Other children may be at a rebellious age, but Ji Mingming’s temperament is very obedient.

It was completely different from that little girl like Chu Ling’er.

Thinking of Chu Ling’er.

Fang Chen smiled slightly.

Ever since I promised her to come and talk with her occasionally, I seem to have gone to a car show with her, right?

“Hehe, that little girl film is probably going to scold me to death.”

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