"Teacher Sima, where were you just now?" Yan Rongrong asked after coming back to her senses.

"Here" Sima Chaofeng raised the brown wallet in his hand and said, "I'll chase this for you."

After receiving the recovered wallet, Jin Yinhui asked: "What about the thief?"

"Let it go!" Sima Chaofeng said calmly.

He didn't intend to do anything to the thief. If he called the police, he would have to make a record, which would affect his mood. Besides, it wouldn't have any effect. This kind of petty thief would go in and pay a fine and then come out again.

Yan Rongrong looked at Sima Chaofeng and had a new understanding of him. Usually when she saw him at school, he always had a playful and smiling face. He was disheveled and looked slovenly. Unexpectedly, he was quite down-to-earth in his work.

When I went out to play with Jin Yinhui in the past, the two were so beautiful that they were often harassed by gangsters. Today, Sima Chaofeng accompanied the two of them, and they were free to do whatever they wanted, and felt very at ease.

"Hey" Sima Chaofeng stretched out his five fingers and waved them in front of the stunned Yan Rongrong. "I said you two beauties, are you really super handsome!" Sima Chaofeng chuckled, touching his chin with one hand, and said

A proud look.

"Smelly!" the two of them said in unison to Sima Chaofeng and smiled at each other.

When he came to the inpatient department of the hospital, he happened to meet Zhang Jingming who had just come out of the ward. Seeing Sima Chaofeng and two beautiful teachers together, he thought of the rumors about him and the two beauties when Sima Chaofeng first came here. Now he sees it with his own eyes

Seeing them together, is this rumor true? I didn't expect that this kid was really jealous. After greeting the three of them, Zhang Jingming left the hospital.

"Team Leader Zhang is really a thoughtful person!" Yan Rongrong said.

"Aunt Xiaohui, Aunt Rongrong, Uncle Sima!" Xiao Jing jumped up on the bed with joy as soon as the three of them entered the door.

Xu Ling was peeling a fruit next to her. "This child gets very happy when someone comes to see her."

"Xiao Jing, tell auntie, have you listened to your mother and taken your medicine on time?"

"I listened to my mother and took my medicine on time, Aunt Xiaojing, those little pills are so bitter, I don't want to take them!" the little girl blinked her innocent eyes and pouted.

"Good boy, little Jing, you don't need to take any more medicine when you are cured."

"Yes." The child nodded seriously, then turned to Sima Chaofeng. "Uncle Sima, can you teach me kung fu when I get better?" Xiaojing looked at Sima Chaofeng, eager to get a positive answer.

"Okay!" Sima Chaofeng gently gave the answer she wanted.

"Yeah, mom, did you hear that, Uncle Sima promised to teach me Kung Fu!" Xiao Jing happily shouted to her mother.

Looking at the cheerful Xiao Jing, everyone felt a sour feeling in their hearts. Xiao Jing had been undergoing chemotherapy to stay alive, and all her hair had fallen out. She was wearing a hat with Donald Duck and Mickey Mouse engraved on it. She was usually pale.

His face turned slightly red from happiness.

Several people chatted with Xiaojing for a while, and the nurse came over to remind the patient that he needed to rest. The three of them reluctantly left Xiaojing's ward.

When it was time to eat, we went to the small restaurant where we had dinner last time. After sitting down, Jin Yinhui said to Sima Chaofeng: "This time, don't let anyone disturb the dinner like last time."

The question that Sima Chaofeng had always wanted to ask but had never asked was finally brought up this time. "How come you have never seen Xiaojing's father and never heard Teacher Xu mention him?"

"Let's eat, don't mention that bastard!" Jin Yinhui said, with obvious anger in her tone.

Sima Chaofeng felt that something must have happened.

Yan Rongrong was drinking soup and listening to the conversation between the two of them. "Let's have a few drinks today, Xiaohui." She was originally in a better mood, but after going to the hospital to see Xiaojing, her mood dropped. In addition, she had unresolved problems.

I'm worried about something, and I feel quite uneasy at this time.

Called for beer, the three of them started drinking.

"Xiaohui, why are you so excited when I mention Xiaojing's father?"

Jin Yinhuisheng took a sip of beer.

Yan Rongrong had never heard Xu Ling mention her husband in front of her. When Sima Chaofeng asked this question just now, she felt that there must be a lot of bitter stories in it.

"Sister Ling is very reluctant to mention her husband. He is worse than a beast. He spends all day living and drinking outside. Xiaojing is so ill that he has never even come to see her."

Yan Rongrong listened and quietly sipped the wine in her glass, feeling even more uncomfortable in her heart.

Although they are both men, Sima Chaofeng felt ashamed of Xiaojing's father, but he behaved very calmly and ate the vegetables quietly. "Has the kidney source been found?"

"Still looking."

The three of them were silent.

Yan Rongrong rarely ate vegetables and spent the rest of the meal drinking wine.

"Rongrong, drink less, don't get yourself drunk!" Jin Yinhui said with concern.

"It's good to be drunk. Once you're drunk, you can relieve all your worries. When you're drunk, you don't have to think about anything! Come on, Teacher Sima, let's have a few drinks with me." He said, taking his own cup and clinking it with Sima Chaofeng, and took a sip.

And drain the glass of wine.

Sima Chaofeng shook his head slightly in a manner that was difficult for others to notice. He looked at Yan Rongrong who was already drunk, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled bitterly.

He also used wine to drown his sorrows, and he understood that actually cutting off the water will make it flow even more, and raising a glass to drown his sorrows will make him even sadder. Wine can numb the nerves and make people fall asleep, but after waking up, the clearer mind makes the pain in the heart clearer.

, the feeling of sadness is even worse.

Jin Yinhui didn't dare to drink more. She was afraid that no one would drive if she was completely drunk. So she kept urging Yan Rongrong to drink less. When she found that she couldn't persuade her, she simply said nothing. "That's fine, let her inner depression be eliminated.

Let’s seal up the alcohol for now!” I thought this and slowly felt relieved.

After the meal, the three of them got up and left the restaurant. To Sima Chaofeng, this drink was no different than drinking a few glasses of boiled water. When they walked to the door of the hotel, Yan Rongrong staggered and staggered in front of the steps. She was about to fall down.

Strong arms held her slender and soft waist. Sima Chaofeng had been paying attention to Yan Rongrong who was drunk, and saw her and supported her.

Jin Yinhui immediately rushed over to help her, and the two put Yan Rongrong into the car. Sima Chaofeng sat in the back seat with Yan Rongrong, and Jin Yinhui drove in front.

On a hot summer day, people who had drunk wine were sweating profusely, like rain. In the car, Yan Rongrong was mumbling something that the other two people couldn't understand, and occasionally giggled twice.

Jin Yinhui drove quietly, and Sima Chaofeng looked calmly at the road ahead...

Drunk Yan Rongrong had a layer of dense beads of sweat on her forehead, and a few strands of hair from her bangs stuck to her forehead; the sweat stains on her body stuck to her T-shirt, and in order to make herself feel better, she stretched out her hand and turned the collar toward her.

Pulled down.

Sima Chaofeng sat beside him, thoughtful.

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Chapter completed!