C150 (1/2)

Ye Dongmo got off the plane and went directly to the supermarket. He bought a lot of food and was ready to go back to make a big meal for the little greedy cat.

In order to make a surprise, he didn't tell Qi Miao, and went straight back to the apartment with his things.

When the fish was finished, the dishes were cut and the soup was put on the pot. Looking at the time, I went back to my bedroom and wanted to straighten my legs. After a while, I got up to fry the dishes and stew the fish. I went to the hospital to pick her up from work and then I could have dinner.

However, as soon as I entered the bedroom, I saw on the dressing table the books about business management that two people bought together were neatly placed there, and there was a layer of dust on them.

He also glimpsed an open book at the head of the bed and picked it up. As he guessed, it was a medical book!

Helplessly shook his head, small things must not read those business management books.

Super clean Dongge took a rag to clean the book.

I think I have to talk with Qi Miao when I come back. The construction of a pharmaceutical factory has been put on the agenda. He asks Dong Hao to keep searching for information about the suitable factory in s city on the Internet.

The pharmaceutical factory is easy to build, and the later management is very troublesome.

Even if he can help her, she needs to know something about it.

In addition, he was eager to help her build a pharmaceutical factory, but in the early stage, he was inconvenient to come forward, so he had to contribute money, and she had to take care of all kinds of things by herself.

I have something to do in my heart, and naturally I'm not in the mood to lie down again. It's still early to look at the time. I went to the hospital to pretend that the patient was queuing up for medicine and teased her. I saw her surprised and surprised expression when she saw him.

However, ye Dongmo's idea failed. When he arrived at the hospital, he was behind the long line of Chinese pharmacy for a long time. Finally, he could see the people in the glass window. However, he found that there was no Qimiao in the white coats busy with medicine preparation!

Only when I asked, did I know that I asked for leave this afternoon!

Asking for leave?

There's no one at home. What's she doing?

Did you go to find her brother Rui?

With sour taste and faint anger, dialed Qimiao's phone.

A soft voice came from the receiver: ”Hello, Dongge, I won't tell you. I'll call you later!” After that, the phone hung up!

The fire in ye Dongmo's heart is flourishing again a few minutes, the background sound just over her side seems to be in the airport!

What's she doing at the airport? Going out to play? Are you still with Zhou Rui?

Thinking about this, Dong Shao feels that he is on fire. The fuel is vinegar!

Holding the mobile phone and dialing the moment but calm down, she should not go out, after boarding will turn off, she can't say that he can come back soon!

What's she doing at the airport?

Pick up or send off?

Who is this man? He is so important that even talking to him on the phone has to be postponed!

Fidgety, extremely fidgety, accidentally touched by someone, and politely apologized by others, he could glare fiercely. If it wasn't for his black face, chilly, and the appearance of strangers not entering, he would have quarreled with him.

It's just a touch, as for it!

But that quenched the ice chip the same expression, make the other side look and live timid, didn't make a sound to quickly flash.

He went to the apartment with a nameless fire and looked at everything. He even got angry when he saw the dog pee on the tires of the car parked on the side of the road.

If it wasn't for the white haired old woman who was holding the dog, it was estimated that Dong Shao would be able to give the dog a kick.

Waiting for the elevator, he was annoyed and angry. He kicked the closed metal door of the elevator several times.

Into the apartment, still angry, half a day can not calm down.

Into the kitchen, but not in the mood to stir fry, took out a cigarette, even smoked two.

Didn't she want him to smoke less?

He just doesn't listen and smokes. It's better to have a sore throat and cough!

Fortunately, when he lit the third cigarette, the phone rang.

I didn't want to answer, but I didn't have the guts to press the answer button.