MTL - The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss-Chapter 490 childhood sweetheart

   Chapter 490 childhood sweetheart

"Fine."

   Tan Susu responded, coughed again, took out the phone, and wrote down Tang Jin's phone number.

"Okay, okay, I have to go to the hospital for a sling shot in the afternoon. It makes me a little nervous, plus there are roadblocks, there may be a lot of people, I will go from there, if I want to take a detour, I will go first. , I'll leave the store to Uncle Wang to take care of it, Jiangnan, you can go home with your auntie when you get off work, I have a replacement at night in the restaurant, so you don't have to worry about it."

  Tan Susu reluctantly finished saying this, then leaned over and coughed a few times. She felt as if she was a little dizzy, so she couldn't help raising her hand to touch her forehead.

During this period of time, the medicine is not good. She just registered in the hospital two days ago. The doctor also said it was a cold. Please don't worry too much. Look at the needle.

   It's just that even if I get an injection now, the disease is not only not getting better, but even more serious.

   Now I feel like I have a fever.

   "Then go, go back and have a good rest after the injection. Auntie will cook some light soup for you later."

   Aunt Ruan immediately got up and spoke when she heard this.

   "Are you feeling uncomfortable again? Did you go to the hospital for an injection by yourself? I'll accompany you?"

  Xia Jiangnan also came back to his senses, only to realize that in just a few seconds, Tan Susu's face became extremely ugly.

   When she just came out to argue with that person, her face looked pretty good, but she coughed a little in the back, why did she just go in for a while, her face became so bad.

   As if he lost his anger all of a sudden, his face began to turn blue-gray.

   "It's alright, I can do it myself. I feel that I may have coughed too much today, which makes me very uncomfortable and a little lack of oxygen. I won't get sick all year round, and I will take care of it for a year when I get sick."

  Tan Susu repeatedly waved her hands to indicate that she was fine, and laughed and joked, but her expression was still worrying.

   "Are you really okay?"

   "It's all right. If there's anything, I can still call that kid? Thank you for that."

  Xia Jiangnan didn't speak, Mingyan's small face was slightly tense, and she looked at her expression carefully, and the more she looked, the more wrong she felt.

   She doesn't really believe that Tang Jin is so powerful.

   But from what she heard, what Tang Jin said was right. Even if it was a coincidence, the exaggerated generalities of time and place could overlap. How could this kind of precision be a coincidence?

   She had already made up her mind, and first glanced at her mother a little worriedly.

"Nannan, I'm fine, it's strange to say, I feel relaxed today, don't worry about mom, mom will go home in a while, the flowers in the yard in front of the house haven't been watered yet, I want to go back and water, By the way, I will go to the flower and bird market again to see if I can buy a few more pots of Chinese roses."

   "Mom, would you like to go out for a walk?"

  Xia Jiangnan was surprised.

   "Okay, Mom, I'll call Aunt Chang, you can go shopping together, and when you're done, I'll take you home when I come back."

   After saying this, Xia Jiangnan raised his hand and grabbed Tan Susu's hand without hesitation, his bright little face was decisive and determined.

   "Okay, stop talking, don't look at what your face looks like, I'm afraid you'll get lost, go, I'll go to the hospital with you."

  —

   And the little girl has returned home.

   One call after another.

   Walking through her room, you can hear her milky voice talking to others.

  Tang Chuang sat on the sofa, took a piece of watermelon from the fruit bowl, took a bite, watched Zhang Zhi come down, sat beside him, and also took a piece of watermelon.

   "Your daughter is busier than you."

   Zhang Zhi took a bite of the watermelon and said with a smile.

   There are quite a few people looking for her.

  From her masters, brothers and sisters to calls from representatives of various Taoist temples, as well as some big clients who know her birthday, busy little ones have no time to rest.

   Gifts are also piled up in the small warehouse that the Tang family has just sorted out.

   It is said that children's birthdays can't be too grand, but this is almost the same as her grandfather's birthday at that time, even the gifts given are strange.

However, according to Xiao Nianjin's master, she is inherently strong, and her life is weak, and she always gets sick before. She lived in Taoism for five years and her life was suppressed, and her birthday was very popular. Some are good for her.

   "It's funny, where did these people get the news."

  Zhang Zhi watched the housekeeper lead someone to count the gift list that was delivered to her.

   It seems that the little guy likes to eat sweet and sour. It seems that he can't hide it.

  Look at what's on the gift list—

  There are all kinds of dried apricots, and I am afraid that the little milk will eat too much today, each of which is fine and small, but even so, the amount added together is quite a lot.

   also sent a lot of jade carvings, but either the jade carvings of the fruited apricot trees, or the carvings of apricots, and some simply chose the dried apricots packaged by a well-known domestic fruit company.

   There are also all kinds of gadgets that may make children curious.

   One by one painstakingly.

   Especially the gifts from the Rong family, half a warehouse was piled up.

"And the one from the Rong family. In fact, I really can't remember that he is only a ten-year-old child. When someone comes to the door with a gift, tsk tsk, it feels really different. Brother Chuang, do you think the future generations are terrifying? You are ten years old. Maybe they were still working against our dad when we were there? Speaking of which, these two children grew up together? Can they be called childhood sweethearts?"

  Tang Chuang took a few more bites of the melon and squinted at Zhang Zhi.

   Listening to Zhang Zhi continued to speak with a smile.

   "Hey, they are the same childhood sweethearts, why is there any difference?"

  How could her childhood sweetheart be a little kid who grew up stinky.

   "Are you implying something?"

  Tang Chuang threw the melon rind, took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and opened his mouth dangerously.

   "I didn't say anything."

  Zhang Zhi waved his hands again and again, but he didn't finish his hand.

   was grabbed by the wrist and pressed against the sofa.

  The stinky little boy who is not good is still the same. At such a great age, he is angry when he says he is angry, and he is obviously the same as before when he starts to move.

   "Don't scratch it, hahaha, Tang Chuang! Why did you do this since you were a child?"

   "It works."

  Tang Chuang controlled Zhang Zhi with one hand and poked the side of Zhang Zhi’s ribs with one finger when he found a space. That place was originally a sensitive area, and it would itch when others poke it. Zhang Zhi is more sensitive.

   At this moment, he smiled and avoided tears, and finally buried himself in his arms, admitting defeat.

   "Wrong, wrong, my childhood sweetheart is also very good!"

   (end of this chapter)