Chapter 1272 Which Hospital Are We Going to Again?

Si Mancheng looked at the old and rare antique mobile phone in her hand, and frowned slightly. She actually used this mobile phone all the time.

"I said no need, you have served me well these few times, can I give it to you as a gift?" Si Mancheng said impatiently.

Mu Xiyou heard his words, and her eyes were sour. Her eyes fell on the napkin he used and threw away casually. Even the napkin he used was printed with his last name, which showed how good his living conditions were. How could he understand the sadness of the poor...

She didn't want to explain to him, nor did she want to cry poor to him. She just straightened her back and said, "Thank you, take care of yourself, goodbye."

Si Mancheng watched her pack up her things, turned around and nodded politely to him, and walked to the door.

Just as she changed her shoes, Si Mancheng suddenly said, "Wait for me, I have to go out too, and I will give you a ride by the way."

Mu Xiyou thought about it, and then stopped there without moving.

Si Mancheng got up and left the restaurant and walked towards the bedroom.

Mu Xiyou looked at the dishes on the dining table. She put down her bag first and put the things into the kitchen.

Si Mancheng came out and saw her, and said, "No need to wash, someone will come to clean up."

Mu Xiyou listened to him and put the things back. She was really too self-indulgent. How could a young master like him do such work?

She was even worried that he was sick and uncomfortable, and didn't want to do these.

The two left the apartment and took the elevator to the first floor.

"I'm going to the hospital, the same one you took me to last time, thank you." Mu Xiyou said.

Si Mancheng looked at her unexpectedly. Which hospital was she going to again?

Mu Xiyou found that the route was not right. After hesitating for a while, she continued to sit. Si Mancheng came to the mall and said, "Get off."

"If you have something to do, I can take the bus back by myself..."

"Get off!"

"..."

Mu Xiyou got off the bus, and Si Mancheng walked to her side and pulled her to the mobile phone store next to it.

"Bring the latest mobile phone here." Si Mancheng ordered.

The clerk immediately did as he was told, took out a newly launched mobile phone, and introduced, "Sir, this is the latest model, which was launched yesterday, the Lamborghini version, priced at 38,888, and this one is particularly suitable for your temperament."

"Are there other colors?" Si Mancheng asked.

"Yes, champagne gold, gorgeous red, mysterious purple..."

"Bring the purple one."

"Yes!"

The clerk immediately took out the purple one, and when she was about to introduce it to Si Mancheng, he said, "Swipe the card!"

"..."

"Don't you need me to introduce it to you, or try it out?" the clerk asked.

"Sure, you...listen!" Si Mancheng had already handed the card to another staff member.

The other party took it respectfully and immediately swiped the card.

Mu Xiyou looked at him with a confused face and asked, "Me?"

"Yeah!" Si Mancheng said and pulled her to the sofa next to him and sat down.

The clerk brought all the things over and began to introduce them to Mu Xiyou seriously.

Mu Xiyou listened carefully and sighed in her heart. It was indeed good to be rich. This phone had so many functions that it could handle almost everything in life.

But the price was simply too amazing. It was equivalent to her half-year salary and enough for her grandmother's medical expenses for half a year.