She blushed a little and muttered, "Ye Jia, why do I see you wearing this dress every time?" ”

"Because I have ten of them. I'm afraid of trouble, so I only use one kind of everything. ”

The speaker has no intention, the listener has a heart, Feng Feng originally said it casually, but at this moment, he looked at him strangely, and gradually discovered a fact: he wore the same cashmere's silver-gray coat almost every time he saw him in winter! I thought he hadn't changed his clothes, thinking to myself, how could Ye Jia be so sloppy, just like those boys in high school, who bought a jacket and wore it for three years and never washed it, and just wore it out and threw it away.

Oh my. And what about summer?

"In the summer, I wear the same shirt, but there are 30 of them."

She suddenly remembered another problem, she had gone to dinner with him three times, except for the time when she was sick, the other two times were in the same place. She asked, "You were also in the same place when you went out to eat?" ”

"Well, I'm only familiar with that house, so I go there every time. That porridge shop was told to me by Liu Qiang, and that time, I secretly called her to ask her. I haven't been there since, though. ”

Good to be a man.

Feng Feng resisted the urge to laugh wildly and looked at all kinds of new clothes: "Then why didn't you buy me ten of the same clothes?" ”

"Because every time I see you wearing different clothes, I guess you don't like to wear the same clothes all the time."

Feng Feng finally couldn't help laughing, Ye Jia, nerd Ye Jia, he was really a monk in his last life, a true Jiaye, otherwise, where would there be such a stupid man?

"Xiaofeng, what are you laughing at?" He leaned down beside her and gently hugged her shoulder: "Xiaofeng, this is my credit card, you take it and use it, when you are well, what do you like, I will accompany you to the street to buy ......"

There was a hint of uneasiness in his heart, but, Ye Jia, he was really Gaye. Everything in the past is inextricably linked, and subconsciously, she has long regarded Ye Jia as her lover and even her husband. She took the credit card and put it in the drawer of the dresser, and she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

When he saw her take it, his heart was even more happy. He didn't tell her, in fact, since the first time he met her, she was sick, and he wanted to buy her a lot of things after he came to see her for the first time, but because he didn't know what to buy, and because he was busy, he never bought them. Now, for the first time, he had found a woman to share his fortune with, and she was so happy, he thought, it would be a good thing.

The earthwork doctor was already waiting in the living room, accompanied by Zhuzhu. This is a thin and shriveled old man, although he is a folk doctor, he has also heard Ye Jia's name for a long time, and he rubbed his hands with excitement, and thanked such a famous expert for believing in folk prescriptions.

He carefully applied the medicine to Feng Feng, and said while applying it: "Sister, your injury is not serious, the scar has faded, and it will be fine in a few days." ”

Although Feng Feng has long been worried about scars, after all, the girl's "face" is important, and she is safe and happy to listen to it.

After applying the medicine, Ye Jia and the old man drank tea on the side and started talking. The old man told Ye Jia about the raw materials and methods of making this earthwork without any secrets. Ye Jia immediately sensitively discovered that if this drug could be produced and marketed, and the materials were simple and inexpensive, it would be a blessing to patients. He immediately gave Dr. Chijikata detailed contact information, hoping to cooperate in the future. The old man was overjoyed and immediately agreed.

Here, how can Zhuzhu have the heart to drink tea? She glanced at Ye Jia a few times, and forced herself to suppress her surprise and doubts.