Nine Zero Little Daughter-in-law

When Mrs. Gao saw her son's appearance, she couldn't help but wet her eyes.

Not daring to show her son, she turned her head aside and wiped her moist eye sockets.

"Uncle Gao, you are here so early."

Yan Changting saw them as soon as he entered the hospital, and he brought Gao Xincheng and his wife into the office.

"I've been researching Xiaoyan's condition during this time. He became like this because of an accident, right?"

"Correct."

Gao Xincheng said guiltily: "It's all our fault that we only cared about making money and left our son in the care of the nanny, but..."

Gao Xincheng didn't want to recall, but when he thought of what happened to his son, guilt overwhelmed him like a wave.

He regretted it very much, so he gave up his business and ran around looking for various famous doctors to treat his son.

"Xiaoyan becomes like this, which none of us want to see, but I will try my best to heal him."

"With your words, I am relieved."

Yan Changting took Xiaoyan to do a series of inspections.

The more he watched the film, the more dignified his expression became.

Gao Xincheng carefully looked at Yan Changting's expression, "Why, is Xiaoyan's illness very troublesome?"

Yan Changting pondered for a moment, and gave him a conservative answer.

"Uncle Gao, I have to discuss Xiaoyan's illness with my mentor before I can tell you the result."

His words successfully made Gao Xincheng's heart hang.

If Yan Changting could be cured, he would not say such things.

"how long it takes?"

"Three days."

Yan Changting's mentor was in the city next door. He took the train to go there, and it took two days to go back and forth.

"Ok, I will wait for you."

They have all waited for so long, and they don't care about the three days.

Yan Changting sent Gao Xincheng and his wife away, and booked train tickets.

……

What Yan Jing prescribed to Yan Wanqing were excellent recuperating medicines.

Yan Wanqing did not waste, nor would she treat her body badly. She took the medicine on time every day according to the doctor's advice.

Auntie doesn't know how to read, but Jiang Mo does.

His big and generous palm stroked the small medicine bottle on Yan Wanqing's desk.

When Yan Wanqing came back from school, the aunt who was sitting in the yard picking vegetables whispered, "Xiao Mo is here."

"is it?"

Yan Wanqing couldn't stop jumping with joy from the bottom of her heart.

She ran into the house, "Why are you free today?"

Jiang Mo put down the medicine bottle, "I bought a train ticket for tomorrow, come and see you before I leave."

Yan Wanqing took a closer look, and there was an oversized bag on the bed.

Don't even think about it, you know it's the snacks that Jiang Mo bought for her.

Like raising a child, he gave her snacks every now and then.

The snacks delivered are different every time.

She put her hands behind her back, "Let me see what you brought today."

As soon as she touched the bag, her cool little hand was grabbed by a hot big hand.

Jiang Mo held her weak and boneless little hand, "Why is it so cold?"

"It's cooling down today, so I'm wearing a little thinner."

"Wear thicker in the future, don't freeze yourself, I will feel bad if it freezes."

Yan Wanqing lowered her head shyly, "Yes."

Yan Wanqing asked: "Will you stay for dinner later?"

"Do not stay."

"Oh."

Yan Wanqing's voice was low and shallow, and the next second, Jiang Mo's deep and magnetic voice rang in his ears.

"I'll take you out to eat."

"what?"

Yan Wanqing raised her head and stared blankly at Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo pampered her nose, "Ah what, I'm going to put down my schoolbag and go out."

Yan Wanqing went out with Jiang Mo, and the auntie smiled and said, "Remember to bring Wanqing back tonight."

"Guaranteed safe delivery home."

Jiang Mo took Wanqing to eat porridge.

He ordered a bowl of seafood porridge, and a bowl of red dates and tremella porridge for Yan Wanqing.

Yan Wanqing curled her lips, "Why don't you order seafood porridge for me?"

Probably because she let go of her guard against Jiang Mo, Yan Wanqing would occasionally show some cute and playful, even squeamish and childish moves in front of Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo likes Yan Wanqing like this, and is willing to pamper her.

"Girls drink jujube porridge." Jiang Mo poured Yan Wanqing a cup of hot tea and rubbed her hair. "I'll bring you some red dates when I come back next time. The dates over there are pretty good."

Yan Wanqing couldn't laugh or cry, "I feel like I will live in fear of Zaozi in the future."

"Red dates replenish qi and blood, which is good for girls' health."

The last time Jiang Mo went out, he heard others talking about donkey-hide gelatin.

He went this time to inquire about the little girl by the way.

Yan Wanqing looked at Jiang Mo, who had changed from usual today and kept caring about her body, and asked tentatively, "Did you see the medicine on my table?"

When she came in today, Jiang Mo was standing in front of the desk, as long as he was a little more careful, he could find it.

"Correct."

Jiang Mo directly admitted.

Since experiencing Yan Wanqing's 'dysmenorrhea' last time, he has learned some common sense issues about women.

There is also knowledge about palace cold.

"I won't let you touch cold water in the future."

Jiang Mo was talking to Yan Wanqing, and he was also talking to himself.

"Actually, it's not that serious, just take some medicine and adjust it."

Jiang defaulted sincerely: "Even if you take medicine to recuperate, you still have to pay attention to your body. I will let auntie supervise you."

Jiang Mo's words were extremely domineering, Yan Wanqing was helpless, but her heart was sweet.

……

After dinner, Jiang Mo took Yan Wanqing for a walk to digest food.

When passing by the building materials market, Jiang Mo asked, "Do you want to visit my store?"

Yan Wanqing was surprised, "Have you done everything?"

"Correct."

Jiang Mo took Yan Wanqing to the building materials market.

At this time, all the shops in the market were closed, and only a few doorways were lit with light bulbs.

Jiang Mo led Yan Wanqing into the most spacious row, and he stopped at a plaque with lamps hanging on it.

Jiang Mo opened the door, went to the door and turned on the light, "Come in and have a look."

The store is very large and has two floors.

The walls have been polished and the shelves have been placed, and now the lamps are missing.

Jiang Mo has been busy here during this time.

"The samples of lamps and lanterns are placed on the first floor, and the goods are released on the second floor. It is convenient for customers to get the goods, and it can save a lot of money for renting warehouses."

Yan Wanqing nodded in satisfaction, "Not bad."

She walked all the way in, and almost got a clear understanding of the topography of the market. The location of this store is very good, and the business in the future will not be bad.

Leaning on the railing on the second floor, Jiang Mo told Yan Wanqing his ambition, "Wanqing, believe it or not, within two years, this shop will become mine."

"I believe."

Without hesitation, she definitely made Jiang Mo stunned, "Why?"

When he spent a lot of money to sell this store, Chen Fangting thought it was too risky and didn't agree very much, but Yan Wanqing believed him so much.

"Because..." Yan Wanqing raised her beautiful and bright face, "Because you are Jiang Mo!"

He is Jiang Mo who is courageous, resourceful, courageous and wise.

Jiang Mo's Adam's apple rolled up and down twice, and he slowly approached Yan Wanqing, staring down at her with deep eyes full of affection, "I will not disappoint your hope."