Chapter 242, Ji Mingming
When the ambulance came, they simply checked the old man, and then left.

Fang Chen's massage technique is very professional.

So the old man is also out of danger.

Over there, Qin Yong had already dragged the screaming Liuhu back home.

My wife cheated, but I was still in the dark.

For any man, killing people with a knife without anger is already considered good.

Qin Momo had no choice but to give Fang Chen a hard look and followed.

She didn't know that her mother was okay with this...

Fang Chen put his arms across his chest and glanced in that direction; "Sometimes, compared to a substantial blow, perhaps this kind of mental damage comes faster...".

Tonight, the Qin family might not be at peace.

"Thank you...

thank you, I haven't thanked you yet...".

The ambulance left and the crowd dispersed.

The old man and the girl stood behind Fang Chen for a long time.

Fang Chen smiled and waved his hands; "Small things, the old man must pay attention to recuperating his body after returning home."

The old man wanted to thank Fang Chen; "Little friend, if you don't mind, why don't you go to our house for a meal, my house is nearby."

Have a meal?

I just finished my meal.

But when he touched his belly, Fang Chen found that he seemed to be hungry again, but it seemed inappropriate to lick his face and eat.

Fang Chen smiled and wanted to refuse, but the girl pulled his wrist, her wonderful eyes were full of pleading;
"Let's go, let's go, it's very close, as long as you don't dislike it."

Hearing this, Fang Chen touched the tip of his nose.

"Will not dislike".

After speaking, Fang Chen nodded, and the old man hurriedly walked ahead to lead the way.

He could see that the living environment of the old and the young was not rich.

The canvas schoolbag on the girl's back looked a bit tattered.

There is really an old saying, three years old, three years old, three years of sewing and mending.

That's what the girls said.

Considering that if he refused, it might hurt their dignity, Fang Chen touched the tip of his nose and followed with a smile.

"Brother, you...

what's your name?".

The little girl quickly forgot about Liu Hu's slap on the face, but when she spoke, she looked like a doormat, and said to Fang Chen timidly.

Fang Chen said, "Fang Chen, what about you?".

She smiled coquettishly, and murmured; "I, my name is Ji Mingming.

Grandpa originally wanted to name me Ji Minglang, but it seemed a bit of a mouthful."

Hearing this, Fang Chen smiled, the name Ji Minglang is a bit too vulgar.

The blooming season is bright, full of the old man's hope that the girl's life will be bright at the age of flowers and jade.

Ji Mingming is actually very good.

Fang Chen said subconsciously; "It's a nice name, then I'll call you Xiao Ji."

But as soon as the words fell, Fang Chen realized something was wrong.

As long as you add ji after the pronunciation, it will be a bit ambiguous.

After all, it is now collectively and generally referring to some special parts of men...

If you add a small word in front, it will be perfect.

"Forehead……".

The old man couldn't help turning his head and gave Fang Chen a strange look.

Touching the tip of his nose resentfully, he coughed dryly.

Fang Chen looked at the girl with two flushed pretty faces, and he could guess that his extended meaning was probably misunderstood by everyone.

quickly explained;
"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue, then I'll call you Mingming, you can just call me Fang Chen, it looks like, in fact, I should not be much older than you."

The girl looks like a high school student, and Fang Chen has only graduated from high school for two years.

He himself is only this year.

Ji Mingming was nervous for a moment, looking at Fang Chen's clear gaze, he subconsciously thought that the latter really didn't have that kind of thought, and said shyly;

"I'm in my third year of high school this year, what about you? Are you in medical school?"

Fang Chen gave a dry laugh, and sure enough they were about the same age.

"Me too, I didn't study, and my medical skills are...".

Fang Chen hesitated for a while, for a moment he didn't know how to explain the source of his medical skills to this girl.

If I said that I was empowered by others, the medical skills poured in at one breath...

Does anyone believe it?

"Medical skills are inherited from the ancestors, yes, yes, from the ancestors, my ancestors are Chinese medicine."

"Oh, oh, then...

then the Miracle Doctor Yu mentioned by that aunt just now is your father or grandfather, right?"

While walking forward, the girl turned her head and asked suspiciously.

Fang Chen's face changed suddenly, mother, this little girl has a good memory in movies!

Now it's all right, this old bastard Yu Qiushan has become my ancestor!

Fang Chen smiled wryly; "Forget it, let's do it...".

Damn, people can't lie!
If you tell a lie, you have to tell a thousand lies to get it back.

If I knew it, I would be straightforward and tell the truth whether they believe it or not.

Soon, they came to the gate of a school.

Ji Mingming pointed to the school, lowered his head to Fang Chen and said charmingly; "That's where I study."

Changquan No.

[-] Middle School?

That's not bad!
Huh! ?what is that?
Fang Chen stared at a sculpture in front of the school in astonishment, and Ji Mingming noticed Fang Chen's reaction, and quickly said, "That is an uncle whom our principal treats very respectfully."

"I heard that he is a very powerful big shot named Huang Bufan, Brother Fang Chen, have you heard of it?".

"This sculpture was donated by Mr.

Huang himself...".

Donated by Mr.

Huang himself...

donated by myself...

he donated...

In Fang Chen's heart, [-] Cao Nima galloped.

Master, you can!

It's quite shameless, if you didn't belch, I really want to scold you bloody.

Other schools build sculptures, all of them are great educators, Huang Bufan is lucky, he donated a sculpture of his own to his alma mater.

Okay, this is very yellow.

Later, I'll put a sculpture in front of you too, so that we, master and apprentice, can pay our respects to this Changquan student.

Directly opposite the school is a row of food stalls.

There are also many roadside stalls and small carts.

Fang Chen can probably already guess the living conditions of Ji Mingming's family, so it's surprising that he didn't show up.

Instead, he followed behind the girl.

The girl may be relatively shy and introverted.

After a few words, she stopped talking.

"Here...here, brother Fang Chen, my house is in the alley behind, and this is my cart."

Walking to a Malatang place, Ji Mingming pointed to the cart and said.

The old man looked back at Fang Chen, feeling slightly embarrassed.

He could tell that Fang Chen was not an ordinary person, but their family conditions were not very good, so they could only bring Fang Chen to their house for dinner.

And this time the old man still has to do business, so Ji Mingming can only entertain Fang Chen.

"Little friend, the environment here is not very good.

Most of the guests who come to eat are students, don't be disgusted..."

Fang Chen laughed twice, and found a seat to sit down; "No".

He and Yu Lao also set up a stall to sell vegetables at the Chaoyang District vegetable market in the imperial capital.

For a while, they both picked up rotten vegetables and leaves to live.

How could Fang Chen dislike Ji Mingming's family?

"Then you sit down first, I'll get you some food, do you want something to drink?".

the old man asked with a smile.

This kind of roadside stall made Fang Chen miss it very much.

He vaguely remembered that when he and Mr.

Yu were selling vegetables, after work at night, the two would find a food stall similar to this kind of street.

The old and the young sat outside chatting all over the place.

"Two bottles of beer."

Fang Chen lighted a cigarette for himself leisurely, and then waited for the old man to finish his work and serve him food while drinking.

Sitting opposite Ji Mingming, poked Fang Chen timidly;
"Brother, don't...don't smoke, okay?"

Fang Chen was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had choked her, but the little girl jumped out and said: "Smoking is not good for your health, you just smoke, and you will cough when you are old."

Fang Chen felt a warm current in his heart when he heard that, this little girl really cared about people.

As a genius doctor of a generation, Fang Chen had a hundred ways to solve the sore throat and pharyngitis, but Ji Mingming's out of kindness, Fang Chen directly snuffed out the cigarette butt.

Just then, another big wave of guests came.

The old man was too busy alone, so Ji Mingming greeted Fang Chen and hurried to help.

Fang Chen looked at the girl's busy back, but felt a little sour in his heart.

Seventeen or eighteen years old is the age of innocence, other children may be rebellious, but Ji Mingming's temperament is very obedient and obedient.

It was completely different from the little girl Chu Ling'er.

Thinking of Chu Ling'er.

Fang Chen smiled slightly.

Since I promised her that I would occasionally go to talk to her, it seems that I went to the car show of the King of Cars with her, right?
"Hehe, that little girl's film is probably going to scold me to death from the bottom of my heart."

(End of this chapter)