Chapter 47 (Part 2)

The two of them were busy for a while. After lunch at noon, in the afternoon, it was time for the doctor to come and check.

A whole medical team came to the door. Apart from Dr. Zhao and the familiar doctors in the sanatorium, Qi Ji also saw a tall foreigner with a deep nose and deep eyes among the visitors.

Qi Ji didn't know this person, but somehow felt that the other person was familiar.

Xu Shi noticed Qi Ji's gaze, and the foreigner turned his head to meet Qi Ji.

Qi Ji was a little surprised. Just as he was thinking about whether to say hello, he heard the other person say in fluent Chinese, "You look much better."

Huh? Qi Ji was puzzled: "We know each other?"

The man smiled, his eyes were deep, and this smile made those brown eyes even more affectionate: "Why don't you know me? The fingerprints you left when you grabbed me last time are all gone. It took a long time to dissipate."

Before Qi Ji could react, Dr. Zhao, who heard the conversation between the two, was almost scared out of a myocardial infarction.

He rushed in and interrupted the man: "Xin Jie!"

It is also fortunate that Ershao Pei hadn't come down yet, otherwise he could have asked his colleagues to do artificial respiration on the spot.

However, Li Xinjie still had the same smile on his face. Hearing this, he replied, "I'm right, Andy? He was caught because of saving you."

Qi Ji was puzzled: "Doctor Zhao, this is...?"

He didn't understand the situation at all.

Zhao Mingzhen hurriedly explained: "It's alright, Xiao Qi, let me introduce to you, this is Li Xinjie, my classmate, a psychiatrist. Last time you were drugged and your mood was unstable, he was the one who was in charge of the treatment. This time Xinjie came with me for a medical diagnosis."

"Is it Dr. Li?" Qi Ji was still thinking about the scratches, "Then that Dr. Zhao was rescued...?"

Zhao Mingzhen waved his hand: "It's the last time. I accidentally bumped into you. Your conditioned reflexes protect yourself. It's Xin Jie who helped me."

Qi Zhi just remembered. It was the time when he grabbed Doctor Zhao's throat when he was still awake.

Looking at his physique, it was obvious that Dr. Zhao couldn't get rid of him. It seemed that Dr. Li was the one who stopped Qi Ji's harm to Dr. Zhao.

He apologized to Dr. Zhao again, and the other party just shook his head and said it was fine, so he didn't need to care.

Because he lost his memory after being given the medicine and when he was awake, Qi Ji didn't remember what treatment Li Xinjie had done for him, but this time, Li Xinjie didn't seem to have sent it to Qi.

The medical team also gave Qi Ji a physical examination, and the results of the examination came out soon. Qi Ji's physical indicators were completely normal. He could also feel that the effect of the medicine was gradually fading.

However, Dr. Zhao and Li Xinjie still got together for a long time to discuss, together with the entire medical team.

After the physical examination, Qi Ji was taken back to the study by Pei Yusheng, and he stayed here since then, and even the results of the examination were notified by Dr. Zhao. He didn't know what the doctors were talking about after staying for so long, but they didn't leave until four or five hours later, almost in the evening.

"Dr. Zhao, why did they chat for so long?" Qi Ji asked Pei Yusheng, "Is there anything new?"

But Pei Yusheng didn't pay much attention to it, and continued to read the file: "No, it's a routine inspection. Because I went out for two weeks, the time was a bit long, and the inspection time was only a little longer."

Hearing what the other party said, Qi Ji didn't ask any further questions.

Today is Friday, and Qi Mingyu, who lives on campus, is going home from school in the evening. Qi Ji plans to go home to see his brother and have a meal at home.

He originally wanted to go back by himself, but when he heard that he was going to go out, Pei Yusheng, who was still watching the file, got up and took his coat, insisting on sending it to Qi.

"It's windy today and the temperature is low at night. There is no traffic near the villa. The walk to the subway station is enough to catch a cold."

Pei Yu's tone is very peaceful, but his attitude is not tolerated. "I will send you over."

Qi Ji did not insist again.

On the way home, Qi Ji still stopped in the supermarket. In the past two days, no one lived in the family, and there was nothing to eat.

However, it was a waste of time to get the president. He wanted to let the other party stay in the car, and there was a tablet in the car. At this time, he could also let President Pei handle the file, but Pei Yuyin got out of the car with him.

"Let's go together." Pei Yuyan said, "I buy something by the way."

"Hey?" Qi was surprised, "Okay."

As soon as he entered the supermarket, he pointed to the direction of the escalator to Pei Yuyin: "The second floor is the import area. If Mr. Pei wants to buy things, he can go directly from there."

"……it is good."

Pei Yuyin responded, and his expression was helpless.

Qi sent puzzle: "Mr. Pei?"

"It's okay." Pei Yu said, "I'll go and see with you first, not in a hurry."

Qi sent to buy the ingredients of dinner, and the two walked towards the fruits and vegetables fresh areas. Since the incident at home, Qi Ji has not come to the supermarket very much, and he has come again while he is discounted in the evening. Now the debt pressure is suspended, his habits still have not changed much. When you buy things, you must conscientiously calculate it.

This time, because of with Pei Yuyin, Qi Ji had tried to speed up the speed as much as possible, and did not want to delay each other's time. But after all, this is the garlic of living in the market, and Qi Ji still inevitably worried that the other party would be impatient.

But Qi Ji did not expect that Pei Yusheng was more patient than he expected. When buying cooked food, Mr. President even helped him choose a halogen trotter.

"This looks bigger."

Qi sent a comparison of Pei Yuyin's point, and the one he chose seemed to be.

"Want that one."

People at the cooked food counter enthusiastic: "One fifteen, you can get it."

Bouring trotters calculate money, which is more cost -effective.

This was originally a matter of revenue and expenditure. With Pei Yuyin's assets, he did not have to blink when he bought this supermarket.

Without waiting for Qi to think about it, Pei Yuyin had taken him to the vegetable and vegetable area: "Did you just buy potatoes?"

Qi sent back: "Yes."

"Bulk potatoes are here." Pei Yu pointed at him, and seemed to inadvertently ask, "Are these dishes prepared for my brother? You can cook?"

Qi was hesitant and said, "Well, yes, the two of us eat."

"But I am not very good."

Pei Yuyin naturally followed this topic: "Can you try it for me next time?"

This requirement is not too much, and can even be directly counted as one of the work content of the caregiver.

However, Qi Qi sent this time to hesitate to become longer.

In the end, he still said: "Maybe ... Aunt Lin is better."

Pei Yuyin heard that she looked unchanged, and she continued to look at potatoes.

After a long time, he sighed.

"But my brother can eat what you make, but I can't."

The picture of the handsome man in a suit sighing at a potato is a bit too inconsistent, as if the price of potato futures will plummet tomorrow. Qi Ji couldn't resist and could only say, "No, uh... Then I'll go back and do it for Mr. Pei."

Only then did Pei Yusheng bag the picked potatoes with satisfaction.

In a short period of time, Mr. President was familiar with the process of queuing up at the weighing table to post the price tag after buying groceries.

Leaving the supermarket, Pei Yusheng put the person down at the intersection near Qi Ji's house and did not drive the car downstairs.

Even if he deliberately chose the most low-key one, this kind of car is not very suitable for this simple community.

Before getting off the bus, Qi Ji said apologetically, "My brother is at home tonight. It's inconvenient to invite Mr. Pei up, so I won't invite you upstairs to sit."

Pei Yusheng is familiar with retreating as advance, and has a good attitude. He only said: "It's okay, there will always be a chance. Come home quickly, it's cold outside."

Qi Ji nodded, and then heard the other person say, "Call after dinner and I'll pick you up."

"Okay, bye Mr. Pei."

"see you later."

Qi Ji walked into the community with the bag in hand, and before turning around, he looked back at the intersection again.

The Mercedes-Benz G is still there.

The community was built ten years ago and is relatively old. The voice-activated lights in the stairs can only be turned on by people's voices, but the whole is still clean and tidy.

Qi Ji opened the door and entered the room. The indicator on the clock on the wall was already pointing to half past six.

He had just brought the bag into the kitchen and started washing the dishes when he heard the sound of the door being opened by the key.

Qi Mingyu is back.

"Brother?" Qi Mingyu's voice came from the door.

Qi Ji responded, "What's wrong?"

Qi Mingyu walked to the kitchen door and took a look, then went to throw the school uniform jacket in the living room, rolled up his sleeves and walked over.

"Let me do it."

"It's alright, no need." Qi Ji said, "I'm all soaked in water. You've just finished school, so go to rest first."

Qi Mingyu turned a deaf ear and took the tomato from Qi Ji's hand.

"But I don't want to see you wasting food."

Qi Ji: "..."

He was robbed of his life, so he could only stand aside, wipe his hands with a towel, and be careful not to interfere with each other in this narrow kitchen.

After watching the other person's skillful selection and washing of vegetables for a while, Qi Ji suddenly remembered something.

"By the way, Mingyu." Qi Ji said, "I have to work overtime on weekends. I won't be sleeping at home for the past two days. You can rest at home by yourself. Remember to lock the doors and windows."

He didn't tell Qi Mingyu about his part-time job at Pei Yusheng. When Qi Mingyu had just returned from the competition, Qi Ji had been using overtime as an excuse. Later, Qi Mingyu lived on campus, and only came back on weekends, so it was better to deal with the past.

And these days, Pei Yusheng is on a business trip, and Qi Ji lives at home on weekends, so no flaws have been seen.

Originally, Qi Ji planned to take a leave of absence with Pei Yusheng on the weekend and go home to stay with his younger brother. But this time Pei Yusheng just returned to China, he didn't rest, and he lacked sleep. After weighing it, Qi Ji decided to accompany him for one more weekend.

After all, this is also his earnestly paid job.

Qi Ji asked, "Is there any fees to be paid at the school? I'll give you the money first."

Qi Mingyu, who was cutting vegetables, heard it, but was silent.

After a while, he said, "Are you going to work overtime again?"

Qi Ji: "Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "bang!".

Qi Mingyu suddenly smashed the blade of the kitchen knife into the mound-shaped chopping board.

Qi Ji was startled: "What's wrong?"

Qi Mingyu looked gloomy and said nothing.

He turned around and walked in front of Qi Ji. In the narrow kitchen, the height difference of nearly one end made him able to bring a sense of oppression to Qi Ji.

Qi Ji was puzzled, but suddenly someone grabbed his arm and dragged him out through his clothes.

"come here."

"Ming Yu?"

Qi Mingyu dragged the person to the living room and pressed him on the sofa.

Qi Ji didn't know why, but he saw Qi Mingyu brought his schoolbag with a blank face, opened the zipper with a "swoosh", and took out a rectangular paper bag from the inside.

The paper bag was knocked upright on the table, making a dull sound. Qi Mingyu took apart the paper and took out a thick thing from it.

Qi Ji suddenly opened his eyes wide.

It was actually a hundred-yuan bill.

"you……"

Qi Mingyu put a banknote in front of Qi Ji, put his hands on the table, leaned forward, approached, and looked at him seriously.

"elder brother."

The adolescent boy's voice was hoarse, but he carried an unrecognizable seriousness and seriousness.

"I can make money, I'll give you the money, 10,000 whole."

"Don't take part-time jobs anymore, okay?"