Agares froze, his hand tightened, and he almost crushed the bun in his hand into pieces.

The ten legion commanders and above on the quantum board exclaimed: "!!!!"

What's going on?

It's one thing that the background image for the marshal's meeting is different.

How come there's another girl here?

They couldn't see the girl's face.

That's not the point.

The girl ran behind the marshal and reached out to grab his earlobe.

! ! !

Isn't this like pulling hair out of a tiger's mouth or snatching food from a lion's mouth?

I was so worried. The marshal slapped the girl against the wall so hard that he couldn't pry her off.

Sure enough, as people say, if you put something hot on your earlobe, it won't feel hot anymore.

Jiang Si's hand was no longer hot, so she moved it away and said in a clear and cheerful voice, "Agares, come and try this freshly steamed meat bun, isn't it delicious?"

Agares' ears burned red. He grunted, his stiff body relaxed slightly, and he raised the bun in his hand to his mouth, opening it as if to take a bite.

Jiang Si reached out to stop her: "The freshly steamed meat buns are full of soup inside, you can't bite into them directly, you'll get burned. Use your hands, like this..."

Jiang Si broke off a small piece with her hand and put it in his mouth.

Agares's eyes suddenly darkened. After hesitating for a moment, he opened his mouth and ate the small piece of bun that was offered to him.

The ten legion commanders and above on the quantum board exclaimed: "!!!!"

Is this dog food?

This is definitely dog ​​food (a Chinese slang term for public displays of affection).

Did the Marshal deliberately turn on a remote video call so early in the morning?

Is the goal to force-feed them dog food (a Chinese slang term for public displays of affection)?

no……

Didn't the Hunter Legion say that the lady was going to abandon the marshal?

Who is this little girl whose face is not visible?

The marshal let her touch his ears and eat the buns he fed her. Isn't that too cruel?

Seeing that he had eaten, Jiang Si exclaimed happily, "There's more! Wait a minute!"

After Jiang Si finished speaking, she returned with five small shumai, a bowl of dumplings, a bowl of porridge, a bowl of wontons, two steamed buns, and a poached egg. She pointed to the items she had brought over and introduced them, saying, "Okay, that's all. Here's your breakfast. Eat up!"

Before Agares could even respond, his young wife had already run off to attend to her duties.

After a long while.

Agares withdrew his gaze, turned the tablet around, and the video was now focused on the breakfast items on the table. He said calmly, "I apologize for taking up your time. My family is a bit clingy, worried that I might go hungry. Please excuse the inconvenience. The meeting will continue!"

The ten legion commanders and above on the brainboard were all shouting: "!!!"

Are your family members clingy?

Are you afraid he'll go hungry?

Is this their marshal?

When did their marshal start bringing dogs in to kill and abuse them?

Even if there are single people among them, they still have the right to be single.

The marshal went too far.

They got up early in the morning for a meeting and drank nutritional supplements.

I haven't eaten.

Not only did I have to watch the marshal enjoy the food, but he also forced me to eat dog food. Don't be so ostentatious. Is this how you have fun?

Half an hour later.

Jiang Si finished her work and had eaten her fill. She asked Chef Quan to send His Majesty's breakfast over. Not long after Chef Quan left, before Bo Jichen arrived, his voice came from outside: "My darling, bring some food out. Go to the Central Hospital with Daddy."

Should we go to the central hospital?

Jiang Si stuffed two nearly cold meat buns into her pocket, abandoned her cheap ex-boyfriend, and ran out. Only after running out did she realize that Bo Jichen was sitting in the flying vehicle.

She quickly walked around to the passenger side, opened the passenger door, and got in.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Two doors slammed shut.

Jiang Si turned her head to look at the back seat and blurted out, "Agares, what are you doing here?"

Agares looked directly at his young wife and said, "My teacher also invited me to the Central Hospital!"

Bo Jichen: "..."

He didn't invite me.

He only invited the leaky, precious baby.

Jiang Si asked in surprise, "He didn't call you just now?"

Agares remained unfazed: "He told me to give him the message you sent earlier!"

Bo Jichen: "..."

The wicked disciple lies without even blushing or panting.

When did he become so shameless as to associate with him?

"Okay!" Jiang Si nodded, tossed the meat bun in her hand to Bo Jichen, pulled her seatbelt, and leaned back in her seat: "Wake me when we get there!"

Bo Jichen reached out and caught the two meat buns. For some reason, he thought of a proverb: "A meat bun thrown to a dog is gone forever." He was that dog.

Damn it!

He's not a dog!

Less than two hours later.

The aircraft landed on the roof of the Empire's central hospital.

Agares wore frameless glasses, obscuring his sharp eyes. With trousers, a shirt, broad shoulders, and a narrow waist, he transformed from a tough guy into a refined scoundrel.

Bo Jichen and Jiang Si each wore a hat.

Once in the elevator, Jiang Si asked, "Even the senior therapists at the Imperial Central Hospital can't cure this person. You asked me to come here; aren't you afraid I'll kill him?"

Bo Jichen laughed with an extremely ruthless and bandit-like expression: "Whether he lives or dies is irrelevant. The main thing is to make him sober for a moment and tell me where his 180,000 star diamonds are!"

Taking advantage of the situation, Jiang Si said, "Great! 180,000 star diamonds, half for each of us, how about it?"

Bo Jichen's eyes widened, and his smile froze: "Without your way of doing business, I had to send people to go through a lot of trouble to bring that grandson back from the garbage planet."

The half-dead grandson in the hospital ward was a space pirate, skilled at hiding and fond of collecting star diamonds. Legend has it that he possessed at least 180,000 high-quality star diamonds.

High-quality diamonds start at over a million dollars per piece.

180,000 pieces, that's a fortune.

Jiang Si shrugged: "If you don't give it to me, I won't help you save him. If he dies, the 180,000 star diamonds will be gone forever, and you'll lose everything. I don't care!"

Bo Jichen gritted his teeth and bargained, "If there really are 180,000 star diamonds, I'll give you 80,000, okay?"

Jiang Si made the final decision: "90,000 pieces. The other 10,000 pieces are my payment for the people you sent out. If it's okay, it's a deal. If not, I'm going home to sleep!"

They are all like warm, comforting daughters.

She's like a drafty cotton-padded coat.

It's cold in winter and hot in summer, autumn doesn't care, and spring isn't enough.

"Deal!" Bo Jichen painfully slapped his cheap, heart-wrenching daughter's hand: "You always know how to rip off a poor old man like me!"

Jiang Si smiled brightly: "There's nothing I can do. Who told you, Daddy, not to be a self-made millionaire? I can only try my best to become a self-made millionaire myself."

Agares, who had been completely ignored by the two of them: "..."

A ding sound.

The elevator doors opened.

The three people had just stepped out of the elevator and hadn't taken more than a few steps when they saw an elderly man with white hair, walking unsteadily and trembling all over, being dragged out of his ward by the hair by a young man and thrown into the corridor.

The old man fell heavily to the ground, ignoring his own pain. He got up, knelt at the young man's feet, and kowtowed to him, pleading, "Zonghao, I beg you, don't give up on your uncle's treatment. I'll find a way to get the money. Please don't sign the papers to give up on treatment, please."

The man named Zong Hao was extremely rude and arrogant: "Beg me, you old bastard. My uncle gave up his promising future for you and is now sick in bed. You won't let him enjoy his last moments of happiness and you're forcing him to undergo treatment. I think you just want to transfer the property to you while he's still lucid."

“Let me tell you, you old geezer, everything my uncle owns belongs to me. Even if you live with him for decades, don’t even think about taking a single penny from him while he’s sick.”

The old man shook his head desperately, tears streaming down his face: "I didn't, I didn't, Zonghao, I don't want to lose your uncle, I don't want to! His attending therapist said that as long as he receives intensive treatment to restore his mental strength, he can live for another 20 years, he can still live!"

"Zonghao, I beg you, I beg you not to sign the do-not-treat form, I beg you."

The old man went to hug Zonghao's leg as he spoke.

Zong Hao, full of impatience, kicked the old man: "You disgusting old geezer, I feel like throwing up just looking at you, go die."

"Bang!"

Zong Hao did not kick the old man.

He was kicked against the wall, then slipped and fell to the ground, his head being stomped on.