Allow her to be pampered

The next day was a sunny and sunny day.

The sky outside the window was clear and high, and the sunlight was like broken gold. Wu Qingzhi woke up before the housekeeper came to invite him.

In the middle of the night, Chi Rong's fever persisted, he kept babbling, and his hands and feet twitched again and again, so he had to stay up all night, using an ice kerchief to keep Chi Rong cold.

It wasn't until the twilight of dawn that Chi Rong finally turned the corner.

Wu Qingzhi looked at Chi Rong's sleeping face that gradually became peaceful, and finally he was exhausted and closed his eyes.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Chi Rongfu moved, it was just a slight twitch of his fingers, and Wu Qingzhi woke up upon hearing the wind.

But seeing that the curtains were dimly lit by the sunlight, Wu Qingzhi made a little calculation, and found that this light sleep lasted only about an hour or so.

But he put his hand on Chi Rong's forehead again, it felt warm and cool to the touch, and he was already fine.

This time, Wu Qingzhi's tense heartstrings just relaxed, so he got out of bed lightly, washed up, and went out of the house to find some food.

Let's say that the Chinese doctor stayed overnight and was having breakfast in the mansion this morning. Since Wu Qingzhi met him in the restaurant, it was natural that he would be thankful with generous gifts.

The Chinese medicine doctor refused in every possible way, and only bowed and said: "Mrs. Wu's recovery is due to Boss Wu's care all night! Look at her eyes are red from boiled, and I will prescribe you a decoction to protect the liver and calm the nerves when I am old!"

The so-called benevolence of a doctor is probably like this.

Wu Qingzhi then nodded and smiled.

Before he swallowed a mouthful of soft and glutinous porridge, Wu Qingzhi's hands were never idle, and he had already picked up today's morning paper to read.

So he glanced at ten lines at a glance, but saw the front page of the newspaper, it really said what happened in the Jin mansion last night.

The text only said that it was the refugee who took advantage of the noise of the rain to sneak into the banquet, not only disturbed Boss Jin's beloved nephew, Ms. Peng, but also stabbed Boss Jin's hands with a dagger.

Now, for the sake of safety, the two of them are staying at home, recuperating behind closed doors, and refusing to receive visitors.

Wu Qingzhi frowned, and his thin lips turned up.

It's just that this smile slightly touched the blood scab on his lips, causing a slight pain.

The pricking of both hands was a serious injury, just hearing about it, already felt a bit of phantom pain.

But how could this be enough? Boss Jin was so bold that he tried to molest Chi Rong in vain, even if he skinned him, it wasn't enough!

Thinking of this, Wu Qingzhi's eyes became colder and colder.

It is not a pity that this person dies!He will make this Jin Shihe's life worse than death!
So after a meal, Fu sent the Chinese medicine doctor away carefully before returning to the room.

Just as there was slight movement on the big bed, Wu Qingzhi stepped forward, but seeing Chi Rong yawning and rubbing his eyes, he got up.

Chi Rong's eyes were sleepy, but he felt that his whole body was almost falling apart, and most of his clothes were drenched with sweat.

She turned her neck and stretched her arms, her bones sore and weary.

"Chi Rong, is there still some discomfort?"

Wu Qingzhi raised his spirits and asked softly.

Unexpectedly, Chi Rong saw the blood in his eyes clearly, so he threw himself into Wu Qingzhi's arms without answering.

She held Wu Qingzhi's clothes tightly and never let go, showing a very pitiful look.

"What's the matter, could it be that I feel wronged?" Wu Qingzhi let Chi Rong hold him, and only put his five fingers into Chi Rong's messy hair, combing it over and over again, "Chi Rong, it's my fault, I shouldn't throw it away." down you."

Chi Rong snorted and pouted, "I hug you, it's my reward for taking care of me all night."

Wu Qingzhi immediately laughed.

At this moment, there were a few taps on the door.

Chi Rong was indifferent at first, and insisted on hanging on Wu Qingzhi's body. Who would have expected that when the person outside the door cleared his throat, the housekeeper said respectfully: "There is a letter from outside, it's for the young lady."

Chi Rong immediately let go.

So he answered the door, and the housekeeper presented a kraft paper envelope.

Wu Qingzhi glanced at it, but saw that the envelope was bare, with no source or signature, and it was a private letter.

"Who sent the letter?"

The steward said: "A boy came in this morning, he only said that he was in charge of delivering the message, and he never left the house."

Wu Qingzhi didn't say much anymore, he only ordered the housekeeper to prepare the bath water, and waved him away.

Chi Rong pinched the envelope, it seemed that there was some origami hidden inside, it was a bit thick.

"Who will send me the letter this early in the morning!"

As Chi Rong spoke, he quickly tore off the seal.

Looking around, there are several banknotes stacked inside the envelope, and there is also a small white note with a black letter in Juanjuan.

The green dress is beautiful, I like it very much, please allow me to buy it.

Chi Rong frowned, and murmured in an inaudible voice, "It's Peng Yiru."

She didn't ask Wu Qingzhi about Peng Yiru's current situation, but only tightly held the small stack of banknotes.

In this way, it means that the two owe each other, and probably there will be no fate in this life.

Chi Rong was silent for a moment, then finally crumpled up the note and threw it into the wastebasket.

So Luoluo stood up, without dragging his feet, and went straight into the bathroom to freshen up.

Chi Rong sweated profusely last night, but now that she has taken a bath and changed into dry clothes, she feels refreshed all over her body.

Wu Qingzhi was sympathetic, afraid that Chi Rong would be exposed to the wind and cold again, so he taught the housekeeper to make another table of sweet morning tea and bring it to the room for use.

The atmosphere at the table was more ambiguous than usual.

The housekeeper saw the cause and effect with just one glance, so he quietly retreated without disturbing.

In the past, it was Chi Rong who was the most talkative. At the dinner table, he had to ask questions about work and entertainment, as well as the cooking skills.

Now, it was her turn to keep her mouth shut, Wu Qingzhi was the only one to speak to her in every possible way, and the chopsticks were not stopped for a moment, he had to fill the rice bowl before he would stop.

Chi Rong didn't dare to speak out, but because of her confession last night, she felt extremely ashamed of her boldness.

But on that side, Wu Qingzhi greatly benefited from it. Although it is still the most important thing to observe etiquette, he always has thoughts in his heart.

So they flirted with each other, let's drink tea, and then discussed the matter of the fountain pen.

Chi Rong pursed her mouth, looking a little sullen: "I didn't cherish the gift you gave me, and I don't know if I can make up the accessories."

Wu Qingzhi comforted: "Since it is custom-made, there will always be a way."

Chi Rong lamented: "The meaning of the first hand is the most extraordinary! It's really a pity that such a beautiful pen is wasted on Boss Jin. It's bad luck."

At this moment, the two of them were sitting close to each other, and Chi Rong was playing with Wu Qingzhi's pen back and forth, losing interest.

She suddenly remembered that not long ago, at noon on a weekday, several male colleagues were talking about the grade of watches at the dinner table.

Chi Rong thought about it, and immediately grabbed Wu Qingzhi's arm, and drew a watch crookedly on his wrist.

"When I pay my salary a few more times and save enough money, I'll buy you a watch as well, count it as a gift from me."

Wu Qingzhi smiled slightly, but saw that the black and blue ink soaked into the skin texture and gradually blurred.

He stared at the pattern intently, as if he had experienced such a warm scene when he was a child.

"Chi Rong, I probably have a solution." Wu Qingzhi said in a low voice, "Let's... go see my father together?"