Chapter 951: Bring the person surnamed Song over to enhance personal connotation

Song Qi married into the Ji family, backed by her husband's family, and didn't think so much like Song Zhi, after all, it is a fact that the Ji family is stronger than the Song family.

The Song family is not only a branch of Song Zhi, but also a few cousins ​​and family businesses, so there are unavoidable disputes. Whoever has the greatest momentum will have more say.

So Song Zhi is very polite to Song Qi and loves her daughter Ji Ya.

"By the way, how is Xiaoya doing? Is she still busy?" Song Zhi asked, turning the subject.

Speaking of her daughter, Song Qi's face was light, "She doesn't have a day to spare. She is either busy sharing problems with her tutor or studying cultural courses. She hasn't even returned home recently."

Song Zhi nodded, "It is a good thing to be busy, she has a bright future in the future."

Song Qi smiled and hummed, and then, she remembered the business, took out the old man’s inspection report from her bag, and said: “Mr. Fu is really amazing. Dad took his medicine. Now the body indicators are basically complete. It stabilizes, and it should be no problem to find a matching bone marrow for these two months."

Song Zhi looked at the diagnosis report, and he was relieved, "It's also a loss to Xiaoya. If it weren't for her, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to invite Mr. Fu to see the doctor."

More importantly, Mr. Fu is still willing to make friends with him.

"Now the key is to find the right bone marrow." Song Qi whispered.

"I know." Song Zhi's eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, he said again: "When I finish my work, I personally invite the eldest sister to come back."

Song Qi looked at him, but didn't say anything.

She understood what he meant by the word please.

**

The other side.

Cheng Ming reported what happened last night to Huo Changfeng.

Huo Changfeng ran back and forth in various places some time ago, but he returned to the capital only a few days ago. He gently moved the wooden bead string on his wrist with his fingers. In the past it was a bit colder.

Cheng Ming looked at the chief manager cautiously, coughed, and said hurriedly: "Miss Simply is okay. When I sent her to school today, she was in the same state as usual. She should have been harmless."

Huo Changfeng glanced at him coldly, "How can you tell that Miss is not hurt in her heart?"

On the surface, it's okay. Isn't this normal?

Cheng Ming choked at the words. After a while, he muttered again: "I don't think Missy is the kind of person with poor mental capacity."

"Are you the roundworm in the belly of Missy?" Huo Changfeng grabbed a box of papers on the table and smashed it at him.

Cheng Ming didn't dare to dodge, letting him pull the paper and smash it on his shoulder without pain or itching, and slander inside. Don't you always express envy that I can be by my side at any time?

Must be such a fake public for private benefit.

"Otherwise, I will grab the Song who is surnamed and give him a little more mental endurance?" Cheng Ming thought for a while and said secretly.

He always wanted to do it like this last night, but because of Mrs. Erye's side, he resisted and did not move.

Huo Changfeng glared at Cheng Ming fiercely, "What are you catching? Now it is a civilized society. Use words to pay attention to Lao Tzu."

Cheng Ming instantly understood the meaning of the words, and he nodded solemnly, "Yes, yes, I am uneducated, so I should invite him over. In the last life philosophy class, how can I say that he was the younger brother of Mrs. Erye." It is still very necessary to enhance personal connotation."

Huo Changfeng's lips twitched fiercely.