Chapter 1183 The Old Cow Comes Back to Eat Tender Grass (1)

Ji Chicheng looked at Ji Anning's abandoned figure, smiled dotingly, and quickened his pace, caught up with her, put his arms around her waist, lowered his head and kissed her on the face, "Honey, don't listen to him, The old man is jealous of us because he doesn't exercise in bed."

The word "wife" made Ji Anning's heart tremble, she was shy and liked it at the same time.

She pouted and ignored him, but quietly stretched her hands to his back and hugged his waist.

Shout silently in my heart, husband.

Her husband, a cold and arrogant husband.

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"These medicines are used up, just come for a review next month."

In the hospital, every morning is busy, and sometimes I can't even drink a sip of water.

Sitting in front of him was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy holding a pile of medicine, and he was burying himself in teaching the boy how to take the medicine.

After explaining, the boy took the medicine, got up and thanked Xiang Yi softly, then turned and left.

Seeing that the patient had left, Ji Anning pushed the door open and pulled Ji Chicheng in.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Xiang Yi lowered his head lightly and sorted out some documents. He didn't look up, only knowing that someone was coming.

I thought it was a patient who came to see him.

But after asking a question, there was no response for a long time. His hand holding the pen paused, and when he raised his head, a smile appeared on his face, "It will be all right soon."

As he spoke, he put down his pen and stood up.

Ji Anning nodded, "Yeah, probably because it was arranged by your young boss, so they dare not neglect."

After joking, she glanced at Xiang Yiqing's desk and asked, "Are you still busy?"

"There are still one or two patients." Xiang Yi turned back to Ji Anning lightly, then looked at Ji Chicheng excitedly, "Chicheng."

When he was busy in the morning, he only hurriedly arranged for them, and he still hasn't greeted them properly or said a few words.

He was very enthusiastic, grabbed Ji Chicheng's arm, and was so excited that he couldn't speak.

But Ji Chicheng asked him coldly, "Who are you?"

"Eh!" Xiang Yi was taken aback, staring at Ji Chicheng's expressionless face for a second or two, then turned his head to look at Ji Anning in confusion.

Before Ji Anning could answer his doubts, Ji Chicheng's voice suddenly said, "I have lost my memory."

Ji Anning frowned, and looked at him with disgust, "Uncle, can you stop playing?"

Xiang Yiqing immediately understood, reached out and patted Ji Chicheng on the shoulder angrily, "You kid pretended to be me!"

Still very excited, he tightly grasped Ji Chicheng's shoulder with his hand, pursed his lips, and patted again, "You boy, you are worrying us all to death."

Ji Chicheng ignored his concern, and looked at him with displeasure, "Wait for you to treat me to a meal, and all the flowers will be thanked."

As he spoke, he lifted his foot, walked to the seat opposite Xiang Yiqing and sat down.

Xiang Yi smiled apologetically, pointed to a stool next to him, and greeted Ji Anning: "You guys sit down first, I have two patients and I can leave after finishing."

Ji Anning nodded, "You are busy with your own business, don't worry about us."

Then she turned around and walked to stand beside Ji Chicheng.

She was pregnant, of course Ji Chicheng couldn't let her stand, so he got up immediately and gave up his seat.

His eyes accidentally glanced at the desk in front of him, and he saw a name in the upper right corner of the computer screen. He was a little surprised, "Qiu Yang?"

Just as he was saying the name, the door of the consulting room was suddenly pushed open again from the outside.