Master Xi Wants To Make Official Announcements Every Day

When Ruan Qi saw Cheng Jinyan, her stomach hurt.

Since he took his car back to the city a month ago and owed someone a favor, this man checked in on WeChat every day according to the meal time.

【Miss Ruan, when will you please the meal that you owe me. 】

[Miss Ruan, it's time for dinner again, do you have time to invite me? 】

[Miss Ruan, if there is interest on debt of favor, you must be heavily in debt now. 】

fall!

Didn't it mean that the youngest of the Cheng family was cold and abstinent and reticent?

Is this person sick? Are you sick?

The little girl was annoyed. She didn't want to have dinner with Cheng's family, so she secretly decided to order a takeaway for him, as a way of repaying the favor.

But before this plan could be implemented, Cheng Jinyan came to the Daxian store first.

Ruan Qi looked at the indifferent and cold man sitting opposite, the veins on his forehead twitched twice.

She frowned and took a deep breath, "Sir, this is a pharmacy, not a restaurant. If you want to eat, turn right."

Cheng Jinyan felt the little girl's emotional repulsion, and he let out an expressionless 'hmm'.

"Then see a doctor first, and eat after Miss Ruan gets off work. I have plenty of time today, so I'm not afraid to wait."

The arrangement was clear and clear, leaving no room for Ruan Qi to refute.

Ruan Qi: "..."

I really want to kill him.

The little girl suppressed the prehistoric power in her heart, and patted the pulse pillow as if to vent her anger.

"Put your wrists on!"

Cheng Jinyan stretched out his hand obediently.

Although Ruan Qi didn't like the Cheng family, she would treat patients equally when facing patients.

She put away her emotions, settled down and put her hand on his pulse.

Cheng Jinyan lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on Ruan Qi's hand.

The little girl's hands are as beautiful as a work of art.

Her fingers were as slender as peeled water onions, probably because of her profession as a doctor. There were no extra decorations on her nails, and they were a healthy light pink.

Cheng Jinyan could feel the coolness and tenderness of the fingertips resting on his pulse, like the pads of a milk cat, soft and soft all the way to one's heart.

The air conditioner in the consultation room was turned on to 25 degrees, but Cheng Jinyan felt that the skin around his wrist was a little hot.

"Mr. Cheng is in good health." Ruan Qi withdrew his hand, "It's just that he's overthinking and suffers from insomnia occasionally."

Cheng Jinyan gave a faint 'hmm', "What medicine should I take?"

Ruan Qi gave him a strange look.

Although the Cheng family's poisonous family followed heresy ways, since ancient times, doctors and poisoners belonged to one family, and every Cheng family member was good at medicine.

As the youngest of the Cheng family, how could Cheng Jinyan not be able to cure mild insomnia?

Ruan Qi felt that this guy was sick.

"Young Master Cheng, you should take some brain-replenishing medicine."

Cheng Jinyan: "?"

The little girl smiled slightly: "After all, there is a disease in the brain, which cannot be cured."

"..."

Cheng Jinyan has lived for twenty-seven years, and this is the first time he has been so straightforward.

No, not right.

The last time he sent the little girl back to the city, he was bullied by her the same way.

He felt that what Ruan Qi said was right, he might really be sick.

If it were someone else who hated him like this, his temper might have sent him to death long ago.

But maybe because of the strong sense of familiarity when he saw Ruan Qi, Cheng Jinyan actually laughed when he heard her scolding him like that.

"What Miss Ruan said is true." He pushed down his glasses, "What kind of brain tonic do you think I should take?"

Cheng Jinyan asked too seriously, Ruan Qi slightly raised her eyebrows.

She took off the cap of the pen, swiped a bunch of small pills on the medicine list, and slapped Cheng Jinyan in front of her.

"You have to take all these medicines. Mr. Cheng, go ahead and pay for the medicines."

Cheng Jinyan looked at the medicine list.

Ten boxes of Anshen Pills, ten boxes of Brain Tonic Liquid, ten boxes of Shiquan Dabudan...

All kinds of things add up to at least tens of thousands of yuan.

Good guy, I can eat it until the beginning of next year.

Ruan Xiaoqi: Squeeze the wool of capitalism.