Chapter 139 Yi Ling's Sickness (3)

Speaking of which, Jian Yumin hummed a song to Jian Yiling.

Jian Yumin speaks nicely, and sings even better.

He picked up some lyrical songs, which were gentle and affectionate.

Jian Yiling doesn't have any musical skills, but she knows that this song is very nice, like a warm current that flows into people's hearts.

After singing the song, Jian Yumin smiled and said to Jian Yiling, "Does it sound good? Are you eligible to charge?"

Jian Yiling nodded and asked, "How much, money?"

Jian Yumin was stunned for a moment, and he said it casually, but his sister really asked him how much it was.

How much does it really cost, Jian Yumin's appearance fee for singing is hundreds of thousands.

Jian Yumin smiled, "My sister, let me give you a discount, eight yuan and eighty cents, the number is auspicious, the price is fair, what do you think?"

Jian Yiling nodded, then reached out to Jian Yumin for a mobile phone.

"Don't play with your phone while you're lying down, it will hit you in the face in a while." Jian Yumin said.

After Jian Yumin finished speaking, he looked at Jian Yiling's little face again, and still gave in.

Jian Yiling's other supplies were brought by the housekeeper after Jian Yiling arrived at the hospital, including Jian Yiling's mobile phone.

Then Jian Yiling added Jian Yumin's friend and sent him a red envelope.

Jian Yumin opened the red envelope, and it turned out to be 8.88, a penny less than a penny.

Jian Yumin looked at the red envelope and smiled happily.

"That's it, my brother will sing a few more songs for you, so that my brother can make a lot of money when he comes down this morning."

"Well." Jian Yiling agreed with the proposal.

Jian Yumin continued to sing to Jian Yiling.

Sing a song, Jian Yiling sent him a red envelope of 8.88.

By the time the old lady and the housekeeper came back, Jian Yumin had already received five red envelopes from Jian Yiling.

Total income 44.4.

The old lady and the housekeeper brought a lot of food. There is indeed white porridge, but there are also many other things.

"Want to drink white porridge or millet porridge?" Jian Yumin asked Jian Yiling.

Now I can only give her some porridge. Her only choice is to choose between white porridge and millet porridge. She can only look at the rest. She has to wait for her health to get better before she can eat the other.

"Millet, porridge."

After Jian Yiling's selection, Jian Yumin raised Jian Yiling's bed a little, and then scooped a spoonful to Jian Yiling's mouth.

Jian Yiling was a little embarrassed, "I myself, eat."

Jian Yiling had never had the experience of being fed to her before.

"What if you can't hold it steady? It'll be troublesome if you spill it. It's safer for me to feed you."

Jian Yumin insisted that he should feed Jian Yiling.

Jian Yiling had to accept it and ate the millet porridge that Jian Yumin brought to his mouth.

While feeding, Jian Shuxuan, Wen Nuan, Jian Yuncheng and Jian Yunnao came.

It was the old lady who informed them.

Wen Nuan walked quickly to the side of the bed, looking at Jian Yiling with a pale face on the hospital bed, Nuan Nuan was full of grief: "Xiao Ling, are you feeling better?"

The warm voice trembled slightly, and the tears in his eyes unknowingly came out.

Jian Shuxuan and Jian Yuncheng stood at the door, their brows furrowed slightly.

Jian Yunnao didn't come in, he was asked by Jian Yuncheng to wait outside the door.

Standing outside the door, Jian Yunnao glanced at the situation in the room from a distance, and suddenly felt very uncomfortable.

The words of the elder brother Jian Yuncheng rang in his ears.

Mother's tears, father's melancholy, and...

Jian Yunnao's eyes swept across Jian Yiling without stopping, but she still saw her pale little face.