Yan Xianjue was speechless: "You still think it's short. The old man from the Ji family is going crazy."
Ji family's family doctor: "..."
Can't you wait until we get out to talk about this? They tried to shrink into the corner, reducing their presence.
Yan Xianjue knew that they were just workers.
There's no need to make things difficult for them.
Yan Xianjue pointed to the nearly empty IV bag and asked, "Is it almost finished?"
"Uh..." The family doctor was a little confused.
In fact, they also felt that it was enough, but weren't they afraid that the imposing Mr. Zhou would suddenly make a comeback and think that they were not taking good care of him!
Is it easy for them to find a job?
Yan Xianjue's face turned cold: "If it's done, it's done. If it's not done, it's not done. Is it so difficult to answer?"
Zhou Ye was very easygoing and smiled: "Just help me remove it. Someone is taking care of me now. You can go back now."
The family doctors looked left and right, then at each other.
Finally, I went forward and pulled out the needle for him.
*
After the family doctors left, Zhou also breathed a sigh of relief.
Complained: "It's a good thing you came. I just told them many times, but they wouldn't leave."
Yan Xianjue sat down on the sofa casually.
As a matter of course, he said, "They don't dare leave you here alone."
Yan Xianjue had just deliberately put on a cold face to scare people away, but now he spoke up for the family doctor: "Your uncle is so scary when he gets angry, you don't know it yourself."
When they were in junior high school, Zhou was almost kidnapped once.
He watched the whole process of his uncle's anger and was deeply impressed.
Zhou Ye touched his nose awkwardly.
His uncle's temper and personality are indeed not that common.
"Let's not talk about my uncle," he changed the subject, "What's going on with the Ji family?"
"Why did the fight break out all of a sudden? The videos online are all intermittent, with no context."
Yan Xianjue nodded and asked him to look through it again.
"There's no context. Maybe those people are just slow typists."
"After all, before they started fighting, who could have imagined that the Ji family would get into such a big mess?"
“No one took any photos before, so we can only describe it orally.”
Zhou nodded in agreement, that’s true.
He had followed his uncle to many banquets, big and small, but this was the first time he heard of a group of people fighting on the spot during the host's visit.
He's not even here yet!
He sighed with regret and sorrow.
*
Seeing that he really wanted to know, Yan Xianjue gave him a brief description.
How did Ji Laoqi drag Ji Laoer into the water.
Then there was the whole process of how Ji Lao Er dragged the entire Ji family into the water one after another.
Zhou Ye silently complained: "Brother Yan, you must never tell stories to others in the future."
It's a skill that he can tell such a wonderful story in such a boring way!
Yan Xianjue rolled his eyes: "It's up to you whether you want to listen or not."
Zhou Ye immediately compromised: "Listen, listen, listen."
"Please continue."
After saying that, he attentively took a bottle of unopened mineral water to Yan Xianjue.
Yan Xianjue unscrewed it and took a sip: "Who sent this?"
Mineral water may not be provided at the banquet.
Everyone is holding a champagne glass in their hands. No matter whether you drink it or not, you have to pretend to drink it.
Before Zhou Ye could reply, he heard another knock on the door.
He asked who it was while tapping his slippers to open the door.
When he opened the door and looked, he suddenly said, "Shen Fangli."
"I came to see you." Shen Fangli said.
*
Zhou Ye opened the door and let the person in.
Shen Fangli saw Yan Xianjue lazily lying on the sofa.
Seeing her come in, he raised his chin and motioned her to sit anywhere.
Shen Fangli thought about it and sat on the single sofa opposite him.
Zhou Ye didn't go back to bed, but stretched and casually occupied a sofa.
Because he was wearing slippers, he simply sat on it cross-legged.
He was holding a pillow carelessly, supporting his chin.
Yan Xianjue rolled his eyes in disgust again.
Zhou Ye then answered Yan Xianjue's question: "My uncle had it delivered."
"He told me not to drink anything opened at Ji's house."
He complained bitterly: "You can't blame me for this. Who would have thought of this?"
"I attended a birthday party and was infected!"
Shen Fangli raised her hand weakly: “That…Zhou Ye, you should have been implicated by me this time.”
Then she described her experience, which was even more unfortunate than Zhou Ye's.
Zhou Ye: “…”
He didn't blame Shen Fangli, he was just very confused: "Is the Ji family a sieve!!!"
Yan Xianjue thought about it and felt that this was not wrong.
If the Ji family is not a sieve.
How could the issue of real and fake daughters have occurred back then!
He shrugged. "That's about right."
What else can you expect from a family that can even exchange its own children?
*
Even though Zhou Ye likes to gossip, he is like a big mouth at school and gossips everywhere.
In fact, he got involved in the family business much earlier than Yan Xianjue.
His uncle is a serious person, although he usually gives him whatever he wants.
But when it comes to serious matters, he never indulges Zhou.
So now he really couldn't understand the Ji family's thought process.
"To turn a good birthday party into this," Zhou Ye thought for a long time, but couldn't come up with a suitable adjective. In the end, he just sarcastically said, "What a talent."
Yan Xianjue said impartially, "It's because there are so many people in charge of the birthday banquet."
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