The president is sick and the wife has medicine

Ling Xiaohan turned his head calmly and looked behind him.

It turned out to be Chu Jingyun's second uncle, Chu Zhen.

"Second Uncle, hello, what a coincidence! I saw you again, what? Jing Ting's illness is cured?" Ling Xiaohan remembered that Chu Zhen and Chu Jingting were busy with Chu Jingting's illness these days. It feels funny to be out of breath.

She estimated that it would be two or three days before Chu Jingting fully recovered and returned home.

The Chu family has been clean these days.

She is happy with this state.

"I heard the nurses in the hospital discussing you just now. Is what they said true?" Chu Zhen asked her with a frown.

"I don't know what the second uncle is referring to? After all, I don't know what those nurses said behind my back, right?"

"They said that you not only saved the life of a seriously injured patient, but you also cured Miss Lu's infectious disease."

"Yes what's the matter?"

"Are you really that good?" Chu Zhen felt apprehensive.

From the first day this girl came to Chu's house and said that she could treat Chu Jingyun's leg, he was not at ease.

If Chu Jingyun's legs get better, Jing Ting's position will be in danger.

Anyway, in less than a year, Chu Jingyun, a sick child, will die.

At that time, the entire Chu family will belong to Jing Ting.

But if Chu Jingyun's legs get better, then things will be out of control.

He must never let this happen.

"Didn't Second Uncle see it?" Ling Xiaohan said with a cold smile.

"Then can you heal Chu Jingyun's legs?" Chu Zhen asked again.

"This..." A gleam flashed in Ling Xiaohan's eyes.

Based on how Chu Zhen and his son treated Chu Jingyun, how could she believe that Chu Zhen really cared about Chu Jingyun, so she asked her like this?
"I'm afraid there's no hope." She sighed with feigned disappointment.

Hearing this, Chu Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

But thinking of what Ling Xiaohan said after he diagnosed Chu Jingyun for the first time, he couldn't help asking: "But didn't you say there is a [-]% probability last time?"

A gleam flashed in Ling Xiaohan's eyes, and she pretended to be sad: "Last time, I was afraid that the diagnosis was wrong. I found that Jing Yun's physical condition was actually more serious than I thought, and my treatment was actually no big deal to him. I insist on making medicine for him every day just to give him some hope of living, after all, happiness is the most important thing in a person's life."

When Chu Zhen heard this, he praised her: "I didn't expect you, a girl, to be very thoughtful."

As long as Chu Jingyun doesn't get better, that's fine.

A big stone in Chu Zhen's heart was let go.

When he heard what the nurses in the hospital said just now, he thought that Ling Xiaohan really had the ability to cure Chu Jingyun, and he was a little flustered.

After the chat, Chu Zhen walked briskly.

Ling Xiaohan looked at the back of Chu Zhen's leaving, thinking that the members of the Chu family might not be suspected of poisoning Chu Jingyun.

After all, after Chu Jingyun's death, the biggest beneficiaries are probably Chu Zhen and his son.

In short, it is better to be wary of Chu Zhen and his son in the future.

……

It was two days after Chu Jingting was discharged from the hospital.

But after Chu Jingting returned to Chu's house, Ling Xiaohan suddenly felt that she should let Chu Jingting stay in the hospital longer.

When she walked out of the kitchen carrying the medicine that Chu Jingyun had boiled with great difficulty, Chu Jingting suddenly stopped in front of her.

Chu Jingting raised his eyebrows, and looked at the bowl of soup she was holding jokingly: "What? This is for Chu Jingyun? Forget it, it's useless, he's already like that, and you're still spending this on him?" What are you doing with your energy? Why don’t you learn how to please me, isn’t that much more important than that?”

Ling Xiaohan raised his eyes and glared at him, thinking that this Chu Jingting is not just an annoying person!

"Go away, don't get in my way, okay?"

The soup will be cold after consuming it, so she doesn't have the time to talk to Chu Jingting here.

However, I didn't expect Chu Jingting to scoop up the medicinal soup with a spoon resting on the edge of the bowl and put it in his mouth without any shame.

After trying a sip, he pouted with satisfaction: "Mmm! It tastes good!"

Ling Xiaohan knew that the medicine would not cry, because every time Chu Jingyun drank the medicine before, she saw him frowning from the pain.

So later she added some ingredients to the medicine that she boiled for him to make the taste less bitter.

But he didn't expect Chu Jingting to be addicted to drinking, and he was about to put it in his mouth with a spoon.

Ling Xiaohan snatched the spoon from his hand: "What are you doing? This is the medicine I boiled for Jing Yun! You are not sick, what are you drinking?"

This person is even shameless, even grabbing Chu Jingyun's medicine to treat his injuries.

"Yo, are you angry?" Chu Jingyun felt a little cute when she saw her angry face.

To be honest, this girl looks really good, much prettier than those women he played with outside.

But... for such a beautiful woman, it would be a waste for Chu Jingyun to be crippled!

"Chu Jingting, have you forgotten the lessons you have learned?" Ling Xiaohan glanced at him with a cold smile.

Chu Jingting didn't believe that Ling Xiaohan could attack him for the second time, and the banter in his eyes was not restrained at all.

He was about to reach out to lift Lu Qiaolan's chin, but was slapped away by Ling Xiaohan: "Chu Jingting, don't challenge my patience!"

This Chu Jingting is really annoying.

"Oh, are you angry again? If you boil medicine for Chu Jingyun, it is better to boil medicine for me. At least I can satisfy you, and he can't give you anything. Why don't you feed me yourself? You give Chu Jingyun Didn't he look so fierce when he was feeding the medicine?" Chu Jingting looked at her with naked eyes, with a teasing tone in his tone.

Ling Xiaohan didn't speak, but took a deep look at Chu Jingting, quickly touched an acupuncture point on his body, and brushed past him in the next second.

Chu Jingting only felt a dull pain at the place Ling Xiaohan touched.

The next second, he couldn't help laughing, his shoulders twitched...

Ling Xiaohan went upstairs with the soup and medicine, and when he passed the trash can, he threw the spoon that Chu Jingting had just used into the trash can.

Even if Chu Jingyun didn't mind, she did.

She didn't want Chu Jingyun to use the spoon that Chu Jingting used.

dinner time.

The Chu family's banquets were always extremely sumptuous, and the three-meter-long dining table was filled with all kinds of delicate dishes.

Mr. Chu glanced around, and frowned at Chu Zhen: "Didn't Jing Ting come back today? Where is he?"

"Old man, I'll go find the second young master." The old butler retreated with insight.

After a while, the old butler brought Chu Jingting over.

Chu Jingting walked over, laughing from time to time along the way.

The people present looked at him, inexplicably feeling confused.

The old man glanced at him lightly: "What's so funny? Come and eat! I'm waiting for you alone, are you embarrassed?"

Chu Jingting looked around: "Haha, hahaha~"

"What are you laughing at?" Old Master Chu always had a straight face, calm and serious, but now his expression was clearly displeased.