The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

The eyes of the woman who had just planned to get into the elevator widened, and the eyes of the old man who had just planned to catch up with his granddaughter for the last time also widened his eyes.

"Excuse me, were you talking to me just now?" The woman looked at Jiang Beiyu's attire, paused for a while, and then asked the question.

At this moment, she and Jiang Beiyu were the only ones in the elevator, and the others who got into the elevator went out later.

There is also a ghost in the elevator.

Jiang Beiyu also paused, then nodded: "Yes."

The woman froze for a moment with red and swollen eyes, "Excuse me, who told you to tell me?"

Jiang Beiyu didn't plan to stay for long, "He claims to be your grandfather."

After finishing speaking, I left.

The woman in the elevator covered her mouth with tears streaming down her face.

When Jiang Beiyu returned to the ward, Su Nanzhi had already sat up by herself, and she had put on her shoes and was waiting for him.

"Let's go." Jiang Beiyu said.

Su Nanzhi obediently followed.

Jiang Beiyu looked at Su Nanzhi's extremely pale face, and suddenly said: "The chef has recently researched new dishes, do you want to try them?"

Su Nanzhi: "?"

She didn't know why, but she always had the feeling that the ulterior motives were not in drinking.

But ever since Jiang Beiyu knew that she had a heart attack, Su Nanzhi had less expectation for his family's food.

"Are you planning to go home with this appearance?" Jiang Beiyu's voice came again, "Look in the mirror, who are you trying to scare with this face?"

Su Nanzhi: "..."

She really looked up at the rearview mirror of the car, and the person inside had a pale face, as if she could apply for Sadako if her hair was disheveled.

"..."

It's kind of scary.

Even Su Nanzhi herself didn't expect that she could vomit blood like this last night.

"Teacher Jiang," Su Nanzhi suddenly asked sincerely, "Will I scare your chef like this?"

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

Jiang Beiyu thought it was really hard to say.

But he said: "Don't worry, my chef doesn't have a heart attack, so don't be afraid of being scared."

Su Nanzhi thought to herself, I really appreciate you.

Jiangbei Yu is a person, sometimes he is concerned about one thing, and that is to achieve perfection.

For example, he doesn't like this pale little girl now, so he has to make her more rosy.

Su Nanzhi, one of the free prostitution contestants.

I used too much spiritual power last night, and I haven't recovered yet. I am afraid that I will scare my brother when I go home, so now I am paralyzed with peace of mind.

When she was about to get off the car, Su Nanzhi still pulled a mask from Jiangbeiyu's car.

Jiang Beiyu didn't know why, so he felt that the little girl's behavior was tantamount to deception.

"Don't you need to take off the mask when you eat?" Teacher Jiang asked with a soul.

Su Nanzhi thought about it, and there was no other way, "You let the chef go first, and I can take care of the follow-up work of washing the dishes."

Seeing her dying look, Jiang Beiyu sneered, "I think you want to smash my bowl."

"Smashing a bowl is not an auspicious sign." Jiang Beiyu added self-consciously.

Su Baisui, a master of metaphysics, commented: superstitious.

Even in this year, some people still believe that throwing bowls is unlucky.

Jiangbeiyu parked the car, and the little girl opened the door and got off. When the door was opened, the house was full of delicious food, but there was no one inside.

Su Nanzhi: "?"

She turned her head suspiciously to Jiang Beiyu, who stared at her apricot eyes exposed outside the mask, and then smiled very considerately.

"Aren't you embarrassed to meet people? I'll help you get rid of them."