Boss Shen's Funeral Shop

Shen Jing never felt surprised, but his expression was not good at all.

He has never had a father since he was a child, so when he sees that other people's children have fathers who love him, although he will not say anything on the surface, the envy in his heart is absolutely irresistible, even if he is even on the surface. Even a glimpse of such a scene is stingy.

The little girl was wearing a pink princess dress, her hair was also tied into double ponytails, her face was round, her eyes were big, she looked very cute, and she was looking at it curiously.

And Yang Xiaoyu's wife also stopped feeding the soup. She is a very shrewd woman, wearing a lady's suit, wearing a pair of rimless glasses on her face, and her hair is tied up meticulously. The type who is particularly sharp in everything.

"Mr. Shen, you are here!" When Yang Xiaoyu saw Shen Jing, his face was filled with uncontrollable happiness, especially when he saw the things in Shen Jing's hands, the happiness on his face almost overflowed.

"This is...?" Yang Xiaoyu's wife obviously didn't know why Shen Jing came, seeing a stranger suddenly came to her husband's ward, her eyes were full of scrutiny.

"This is Mr. Shen. He often does my business. No, as soon as he heard that I had it, he called and came over to see what he said."

Shen Jing just opened his mouth, but Yang Xiaoyu over there had already taken up the conversation directly, but the meaning in the words did not reveal the reason for calling Shen Jing at all.

"So it's like this!" Song Mei, Yang Xiaoyu's wife, heard her husband say this, and her expression looked a little better. Looking at the bag in Shen Jing's hand, she thought it was a gift from Shen Jing, although she was a little curious why she looked at the patient's gift What kind of black plastic bag is used to pack it.

"Mr. Shen hasn't seen him yet, right? This is my wife Song Mei, a teacher," Yang Xiaoyu introduced Song Mei to Shen Jing, and at the same time blinked at Yang Xiaoyu, as if to signal Shen Jing.

"It turns out that your wife is a teacher, what a blessing!" Shen Jing did not expose Yang Xiaoyu, but smiled and looked at Song Mei, and introduced himself: "Hello, I am Shen Jing."

"Hello, Mr. Shen, Xiaoyu is in the hospital. Please come here for a while." After Song Mei put down her guard, she looked very kind. She put down the soup bowl in her hand and came over to shake hands with Shen Jing. hands.

And Shen Jing also greeted very politely, but during this period of time, Yang Xiaoyu's daughter was always looking at Shen Jing.

"Is this your daughter? She looks so cute," Shen Jing seemed a little embarrassed to be looked at by the little girl, touched his pocket, and gave the little girl a toffee.

"Thank you, Uncle." The child seemed to have no resistance to such things as candy. As soon as the little girl saw the candy, she immediately took it happily.

"Amei, take Yaya to make a pot of hot water! There will be no hot water after eating, and I won't be able to take medicine for a while." Yang Xiaoyu turned to look at Song Mei, looking at Shen Jing, He obviously didn't want Song Mei to know what happened.

Song Mei didn't ask any more questions, but after taking a look at Yang Xiaoyu, she took her daughter and went out.

After the door was closed for a while, Yang Xiaoyu looked at Shen Jing, pointed to the chair next to him and said, "Mr. Shen, please sit down!"

"No," Shen Jing shook his head and refused. The kid's matter had an inescapable relationship with him. The more he looked at Yang Xiaoyu now, the more he hated him, and he wanted to turn around and leave, so he said again.

"How does Mr. Yang pay? Is it mobile phone payment? Or cash payment?"

Yang Xiaoyu's face froze. His whole body was covered with bandages. There were injuries on his head, arms, legs, and even his buttocks. When the doctor knew about his condition, he was very curious. Can you fall down and survive?

"...Mobile phone," Yang Xiaoyu said in the end with some difficulty, and then took the phone from the pillow with some difficulty, but Shen Jing had no intention of helping him at all.

After Shen Jing received a not-so-small sum of money, he put the things in his hands on the hospital bed, and Yang Xiaoyu's complexion became even worse. After all, most of the things inside are for the dead , but now it's on him.

Yang Xiaoyu knew that his feeling was not wrong. As a businessman, even if he couldn't tell Qin Chu what the customer was thinking, he could still tell whether the customer was happy and how he felt about him. Disgust was seen on Shen Jing's face, and it was not concealed too deeply.

"Mr. Shen, did you misunderstand me?" Yang Xiaoyu couldn't help asking.

Only then did Shen Jing turn his gaze from the phone to Yang Xiaoyu's face, and did not speak for a long while.

"Mr. Shen?" Yang Xiaoyu called out.

Shen Jing grinned suddenly, put the mobile phone in his towel pocket, then leaned over to look at Yang Xiaoyu and said something.

"Mr. Yang, your daughter is so cute, just like a doll."

Shen Jing's words made Yang Xiaoyu's expression change, and he looked at Shen Jing in astonishment, as if he wanted to see something from Shen Jing's face, but Shen Jing was still smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes.

"You..." Yang Xiaoyu looked ugly, and wanted to ask something, but he never asked.

Shen Jing went on to say: "I gave her candy just now, but she actually asked for it. There are sleeping pills in it."

Yang Xiaoyu's complexion turned pale...