Chapter 120

"Don't you talk about him!" Jos snapped his defense.

Fu Chen Leng for a while, sneer: "it's really deep feelings."

In fact, Joe thought of this idea, that is, to get bored and have fun.

She didn't know what happened to Fu Chen, but she also felt that he was so pitiful and pitiful now, and sympathized with him.

Fu Chen didn't take joss seriously at first, but now he's interested. He thinks about her words in his heart and really has plans.

He left early today, and the house calmed down, and joss relaxed a little, leaning on the sofa, reading his own books.

After a while, the phone rings.

She picked it up, looked at the caller ID and said, "Mom."

"Xiaosi, will you come back for dinner today?" Mom Joe asked straight to the point.

"No, I'm busy today. I'll go back in two days." Joss blurted out.

But Qiao's mother was not happy: "today your big cousin came to Muhai City, and you don't come to see her, do you make sense?"

Jos's eldest cousin and she didn't fit very well when they were young. Her grandparents raised two daughters and a son. Jos's mother was the youngest, with a eldest sister and a second brother.

But Qiao's mother's brother and sister, when they were adults, went to other places and married abroad. Over the years, the three families have long been estranged. Even when my grandfather was still alive, they couldn't come back every year for the new year. My grandfather used to say at that time that we should treat him as if he had given birth to his mother. Those unfilial children should not have given birth.

Finally, when my grandfather was hospitalized, my mother's second brother came back, but my eldest sister was still abroad. She said that there was something urgent at home and she couldn't come. She also said that how much would it cost for my grandfather's funeral.

Listen to what this is, let her come back is to let her see her father for the last time, who wants her money.

Finally, Qiao's mother had a quarrel with her sister, who had not been in touch with her for decades. Her uncle was beside her and helped her talk. She said that the elder sister's family was so busy abroad, how big the family's business was, and how little things could they do in China.

Joss heard it at that time. He was gasping for breath. What's that? Forget your parents when you go abroad? Forget that you are Chinese?

From then on, joss regarded his first and second cousins as unwelcome people.

However, the two families have not contacted with each other for so many years. Why did they come back suddenly?

"I don't have time," said Jos, with a bad look and tone

"If you don't have time, you have to come again. You and your cousin haven't seen each other for so many years. Your cousin is here too. Do you want to talk to her?"

"No..."

Her voice is not falling, over there, Joe's mother has delivered the phone.

"Think about it." There came some strange middle-aged female voice.

Jos's face was taut, especially unhappy, but his mouth was perfunctory: "yes, cousin."

"You'll come back for dinner today. I haven't seen you for so many years. My cousin missed you. She brought you gifts. They were all chosen by your cousin. Do you remember your cousin? You met once when you were little. "

Yes, she met her four-year-old cousin once when she was two years old.

It's the only time I've seen it in my life.

"Sorry, too long. I forgot." She made a rude reply.

But the cousin said with a smile: "forget just to see you again, come over after work, can't delay you much time, know you are busy." At last, she said something ironic.

What else did Jos want to say? My cousin changed the phone again. At that end, my mother's urging voice came: "well, don't say it. You remember to come here at night. If you can, bring Xiao Tang. Forget it. Today's home is too complicated. If you don't call him, you just remember to come on time."

The phone was hung up with a slap.

Jos stares at his cell phone, his face livid.

She took a deep breath, calmed down for a while, then threw the mobile phone away, buried herself in the sofa, and pulled the skin of the sofa.

She went home like this now, but she didn't scare her mother to death. She didn't take the plaster from her hands and feet. Although the scar on her head recovered, she didn't show her face.

Tangled very much, she wants to find Jing chihan, and feel, this kind of small matter, or don't bother him.

After thinking about it, she finally clung to her crutch, took her wallet and mobile phone, and went out of the door.

She took a taxi downstairs and went all the way to the hospital.

The nurse looked at her mobility, helped her into the elevator, asked where she was going, she said to go to orthopedics, the nurse pressed the button, simply accompany her.

When I got to the orthopedic clinic, the doctor was stunned to see Jos. He looked through the notebook and said, "Miss Qiao, if I remember correctly, your return visit day should be this Sunday. Today is only Thursday."

"I know. I just want to see if I can remove the plaster ahead of time." She slowly sat down, pointed to her hands and feet and said, "in fact, I feel much better. In the last photo, you didn't say that my bones almost recovered. I'm a little busy recently. I want to remove the plaster as soon as possible and get back to work."

"This..." the doctor hesitated for a moment, took out her medical record and said carefully, "in fact, you can remove the plaster, but your husband hopes you can raise it again. After all, although your hand is dislocated, your foot bone is misplaced. It's a good thing to be careful."

"But you don't mean the bone is ready." She said eagerly.

Sweating, the doctor waved his hand: "I have a phone call to make. You wait first."

With that, he took his cell phone, turned his back and went to the windowsill to make a phone call.

Joss squinted and asked tentatively, "you're not calling my husband, are you?"

The doctor was shocked and didn't look back.

Sure enough!

Jos said that she was not in this hospital before, but she came here after a follow-up visit. She wondered why she had to be transferred. Jing chihan said that she was more professional here and that it was a work-related injury. He had the right to ask her to be treated by the best doctor.

Jos'ao, but he agreed. Unexpectedly, the doctor was a spy!

"No, I can't tell him." She was limping to her feet.

The nurse held her in case she fell.

Jing zhehan seems to be busy too. After calling twice, no one answered. The doctor put down his cell phone and looked back at her: "Miss Qiao, according to the rules, we want to inform your husband."

"Then you say, can I take out the plaster? Is he not allowed to dismantle it, or do you think it can't be dismantled from the professional point of view of the doctor? "