?370 Little Painting Man

Leng Xiaobei has completely broken his wings, and Xu Yingsha is next, Ye Ke will not let her go.-<  >- .

Mr. Xu can be regarded as a veteran of Mingye. The Shanghai General Corporation has become stable. He has brought his technology to Beijing to explore. Mingye is today, and Mr. Xu's contributions are invaluable.

Mr. Xu is a businessman, and he is not as sensible as Principal Leng. If Ye Ke wants to deal with Xu Yingsha, he must do a good job in the consequences of President Xu and Mingye's rebellion. This is a loss that is a traumatic loss.

So, he was not in a hurry, but Xu Yingsha was in a hurry.

Leng Xiaobei's fate scared Xu Yingsha and she rolled back to Beijing in shame. She didn't dare to help Leng Xiaobei, or even answered Leng Xiaobei's calls.

She hid at home for a while, but she couldn't hold it in. "Dad, I'm going to France, please let me go!"

"I don't care about you, you're still crazy. If you open a beauty salon, you can manage it well. Whatever you go to France is not allowed!"

"I don't care, I'm going, I must go!"

"Why, Sasha, you are not young anymore, should you consider finding a partner?"

"What kind of partner is looking for? I don't like anyone!"

Mr. Xu said in embarrassment: "Sha, Fu Zhong has no hope, you should die of this heart as soon as possible!"

When Xu Yingsha heard this, she became even more annoyed, "Dad, he doesn't love me if he doesn't go to jail. It's his business whether he loves me or not. It's my business if I love him or not. Don't comment. Anyway, I'm going to France tomorrow. I'm notifying you, not asking for your opinion." After that, she walked back to the bedroom and closed the door vigorously.

Mr. Xu sighed heavily, slapped his thighs and sat on the sofa, pointed at his wife beside him and cursed, "You are all spoiled by you, why don't you go and persuade her quickly!"

With Xu Yingsha's insistence, she finally boarded the plane to France.

In Mingye Group's president's office, Zhou Yue knocked on the door and walked in, "President, Xu Yingsha flew to France, the plane I just got on!"

Ye Ke smiled and finally waited for this day. It seemed that he had overestimated Xu Yingsha. Unexpectedly, she was also a timid person. He called out an international long distance without saying a word, "Hi, Jason, how are you doing recently?" He waved his hand and asked Zhou Yue to go out, and then chatted with his friends far away in France.

Some things are easier to do in France than in Shanghai.

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It was early winter, Chenchen caught a cold, and he had a fever and cried in the middle of the night.

When Ye Ke received the call, he was sleeping. He opened his eyes in a daze, "Hey, mom, what's wrong!"

"Son, come back soon. Chenchen has a fever. He just kept crying. He fed him half a bottle of milk. Now he doesn't cry anymore!"

"Call Dr. Yang." Ye Ke said, taking it and putting on his pants.

"Doctor Yang is here and said it's not possible. He must be sent to the hospital. I'll take him there now, so you can go to the hospital directly!"

"good!"

Ye Ke was sleeping in a vest. Before he could find clothes, he put on a suit jacket and went out.

In the late night of early winter, the cold wind blew like a biting cold wind, which seemed to cut the skin on the face. Ye Ke parked the car at the door and ran into the emergency fever department as he ran.

"Mom..." Ye Ke rushed over to see his mother. Chen Chen was lying on the hospital bed. His little face was red, and there were small blisters on his lips. Some had just grown out, some had broken skin, and there were small rashes on his cheeks and forehead. "What is this? Why are there so many,!"

Wen Meiruo said: "The doctor said it might be the hands, feet and mouth, or measles. I'm not sure. I just took the blood for testing. Such a thick needle and the needle's eyes were so big!"

The blood was drawn on the feet. Ye Ke saw a very obvious blood hole on Chenchen’s tender feet, and there was a bruise around him. “How come he swollen like this after he drew blood!”

Wen Meiruo wiped her tears and said, "He hurts, and it will move around. I got two injections in the same place!"

"..." Ye Ke's heart seemed to be stuck with a thread, and it couldn't be removed no matter how hard it was, and it hurts to pull it.

A young nurse brought salt water. When she saw Leng Su frowned, her shoulders shook, "I'll call the head nurse to get some drip for the child and cool down the medicine!"

When Dr. Yang came, the head nurse also rushed over. While Chenchen was asleep, the head nurse pierced the tenderest part on Chenchen's feet.

"Ah~~" The sleeping child suddenly screamed, how painful it was.

The head nurse hurriedly said, "Press the child's legs!"

Ye Ke quickly pressed Chenchen's legs, and felt Chenchen's power in his palm. The child's small body contained infinite power. He watched the needle as thick and long entered, and he recovered his blood. He saw the needle pulling out, leaving only the soft needle inside.

The head nurse had a lot of experience and hit the nail on the head. "The baby stopped crying, it was so happy to have a father and grandma accompany him." The head nurse also had more experience in coaxing the child. She took out a small bell from her pocket and shook it in front of him, "Look, baby, what is this!"

This little bell didn't work for Chenchen. He continued to cry. Ye Ke had an idea and took out his phone to find Xiaodong's photo, "Look at Chenchen, who is this!"

Chenchen's attention was quickly attracted, and he stared at the screen with tears in his eyes. His crying turned into um, um, and he slowly stopped crying.

"Chenchen, who is this? Tell dad, who is this!"

Chen Chen pouted, his lips were blisters, and there was still transparent liquid flowing in the broken area. He opened his lips and shouted twice: "Mom and Mom!"

Ye Ke felt ache in his heart, but he still wanted to squeeze out a kind smile, "Yes, this is mom. Mom likes strong babies. Is Chenchen good to smile to mom?"

Chenchen blinked, his long eyelashes were wet, and he laughed out loud as he looked at Xiaodong's photo.

The head nurse took the child's temperature again, which was lowered a little earlier than when he was sent. At this time, he was not afraid of the child crying, but afraid that the child would not cry.

"Doctor Yang, my son is fine!"

"It's not hands, feet, mouth, or measles, it's just a normal fever. It's normal for children to have fever, especially in autumn and winter. It's fine if it goes down!"

Ye Ke was worried, "Really, don't check it clearly. I heard that many diseases are very similar when they first develop. You see, there are blisters on his lips and on his face and forehead." Ye Ke rolled up Chenchen's sleeves, "It seems that there is not yet on his arms!"

The head nurse on the side smiled, "President Ye, please rest assured. The child's skin is relatively tender, and it is easy to get allergic if the body is hot. These small rashes are not in trouble. Director Yang is the most authoritative pediatric expert here!"

Wen Meiruo was much more relieved, "It's good that it's okay, the child suffers so much!"

Dr. Yang also said: "I heard Chenchen cry loudly just now, and the temperature has dropped a little, which means it is improving, don't worry!"

After talking for a while, Ye Ke was sure that Chenchen had just a simple fever, so he felt a little relieved. There were too many infectious diseases recently, so how could a fragile child resist it?

He was destined to not sleep peacefully this night. He asked his mother to lie on the small bed next to him and sat by himself. He looked at Chen Chen's sleeping look and pouted from time to time. It was so cute. This little move was inherited from Xiaodong.

In the early morning, the nurse came to take her body temperature again, and she whispered: "President Ye, the child's fever has subsided, so you should lie down for a while!"

Ye Ke nodded, his eyes turned outside the window, it was still dark outside, Shanghai was about to cool down, Xiaodong, where are you?

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Shenzhen under the night, there are beautiful neon lights, brightly lit Nanshan, subways running through the entire Shennan Avenue, and grand high-rise buildings. This is a city as prosperous as Shanghai but also lonely.

In the early morning, the alarm clock rang at six o'clock on time. Xiaodong pressed the alarm clock and stretched his waist hard. He really wanted to sleep, but when she thought of the spotted wall, she forced herself to wake up with her thighs.

The room less than ten square meters can be seen, and the simple furniture is simple and unpretentious. However, when she opened the window and looked like a mangrove forest, she felt very comfortable.

Taking a deep breath, there was still the smell of dew in the air. She opened her hands and hugged every brand new morning.

Dressing neatly, brushing teeth and washing your face neatly, walking to the door, tie your hair, and going out on time at 6:00.

"Auntie, come three meat buns." I buy breakfast here every day. Today I have a luxury and one more, because there is still a heavy task to complete today.

Xiaodong chewed the meat bun in big mouthfuls, and the meat bun also had soup inside, which was hot and delicious.

"Xiaodong, are your training class still recruiting people?"

"It's full, I won't recruit you anymore, what's wrong with Aunt?"

"Ah, I won't ask you anymore. I want my eldest nephew to learn tennis. My child will watch TV at home on weekends and do nothing!"

"How old is your eldest nephew!"

"Aged 6, a little fat man, but he doesn't like to move!"

"Auntie, I'll help you ask, I can't make the decision, I'll give you news tomorrow!"

"Okay, thank you!"

"You're welcome. You have to sign up early in the future. I'll leave first, auntie, I'm in a hurry, I'll leave first, 88!"

“88.”

After walking for more than ten minutes, at half past six, Xiaodong swiped his card to enter a tennis club. The eastern area is an entertainment area, a place where members play freely, and the western area is a teaching area, with teaching classes at different stages. Xiaodong is the tennis teacher in one of the teaching classes, ahem, assistant.

At this time, there was no one except the security guard on duty at the door, and there was no one in the stadium.

Two "pa" sounds, Xiaodong turned on the lights, and the indoor training room was suddenly bright. She carried a large bucket of white latex paint from the grocery room. Her task today was to paint the spotted wall clean and then paint various cute cartoon characters.

The newly opened children's tennis class is about to begin. The leader said that he would welcome the children with a new look. The leader said that in order to save money, the teachers would paint the walls of the classroom by themselves. The leader said that he must paint beautifully and elegantly, and the leader said that he should work hard together.

Xiaodong rolled up her sleeves and took a brush to start work. Teachers!! Are the teachers still sleeping at home now? Her new assistant has become a painter.

"I have a little donkey that I never ride. One day I rode to the market on a whim... I am a painter and have a strong ability to paint. I want to brush the new house so beautifully. Put the brush in and press the red ears and complete it in one go. Oh, my new house is so beautiful..." Please come to see the first release without advertisements -<  >- .

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