Allow her to be pampered

"I don't want a wedding, I want to go home!"

Chi Rong cried even louder, Jiang Xingguang shook off his elder brother, stepped forward and said: "There are many women in Yue'an who want to marry Wu Qing, don't you know what to do!"

Wu Qingzhi made a gesture, but Jiang Xingguang fell silent.

He patted the side of the bed and asked Chi Rong to sit down first, and when Chi Rong started to choke, he said: "Chi Rong, I proposed marriage, and you agreed."

Chi Rong pointed at Jiang Mengguang: "He forced me with a gun!"

Wu Qingzhi frowned and stared at Jiang Mengguang: "Is there such a thing?"

Jiang Mengguang wiped his nose despondently: "How can that be? It's a fake gun, and it uses fried soybeans as bullets."

After hearing this, Chi Rong became furious for a moment, and was so angry that a bad breath got stuck in his throat, and he choked for a moment.

Wu Qingzhi then said softly to Chi Rong: "Chi Rong, no one in the family dares to bully you, and I will not force you. I will accompany you back home. If you want to go home in the future, I can go back with you."

Chi Rong thought that Wu Qingzhi could only speak in a few words, but he didn't expect him to say so much.

Moreover, Wu Qingzhi's words did not seem to be forcing, but comforting.

Chi Rong is a person who is soft and not hard, she has already thought about it, if these three elders bully others, she will go home even if she throws a punch.

But what Wu Qingzhi said made her feel like she had punched the cotton.

Just as I didn't know what to do, someone knocked on the door again. This time it was the foreign doctor Mistershawn who came with a rubber infusion tube.

"Go ask Doctor Song to give Wu Qing a pulse later." Jiang Mengguang whispered to Jiang Xingguang.

Song Xiaoyuan's father, Song Yichang, is the only person surnamed Song in Yue An's medical practice.

She also remembered that her second uncle had said that the Wu family is a family, so no matter what, it would heal Young Master Wu.

Now she was in a better mood, stopped crying, and backed away a little to let Mistshawn clear the air.

This time Mister Sean saluted her, probably treating her as Mrs. Wu.

Chi Rong had a sense of propriety and would not embarrass everyone in front of outsiders, so she smiled and nodded to Mister Sean.

This time Jiang Mengguang was even happier, and told Jiang Xingguang to carry Chi Rong's suitcase upstairs, and he had to personally apologize to the young lady.

Chi Rong was not in the mood to be poor with them. She watched Mister Sean set up a metal shelf by the bedside, hung bottles of medicine on it, and took out many props from the medicine box.

Chi Rong has never been treated by western medicine, and since childhood, he only took medicine in Anqingtang, the Song family's medical center, so it was a bit strange to see him today.

Mister Sean let the medicine go through the long rubber tube, tied Wu Qingzhi's wrist tightly with a rubber strap, applied the disinfectant back and forth on the back of his hand several times, and then guided the needle into the back of his hand in the flesh.

Chi Rong looked terrified, but Wu Qingzhi didn't even blink.

Mist Sean gave Wu Qingzhi the needle, and was about to tell Chi Rong some questions, but remembering that she didn't understand English, he turned around and talked to Jiang Mengguang again.

After speaking, he left the house with a big medicine box.

Jiang Mengguang said to Chi Rong: "Young Madam, you help me watch him here first, and I will deal with some things, and my brother will bring your suitcase up immediately. When he comes, he will take care of him, and you can go when you are tired." Take a nap in the study and take a shower here,"

He pointed to another door in the room. It is really rich and powerful to close the Wu mansion. This is really a luxurious bungalow with so many suites. "Although the bathtub is used, the servants have cleaned it."

Chi Rong was displeased: "Mr. Jiang, can you call me by my name?"

Wu Qingzhi said: "According to her."

Jiang Mengguang smiled mischievously, but nodded happily and went out.

Chi Rong looked up, and saw that the big bottle and bag of the medicine had covered a layer of water mist in the warm room, so Nunu mouthed, stretched out his hand and lightly touched Wu Qingzhi's wrist, and said, "Your hands are so cold."

"No problem." Wu Qingzhi replied, he was still burning, he was probably a little tired from the noise for a long time, and he slowly got under the quilt.

Chi Rong couldn't bear it, Wu Qingzhi was seriously ill, she couldn't care about a patient.

Chi Rong didn't know how to call Wu Qingzhi well, it seemed impolite to call him by his first name, but there was no reason to call him anything else, so she could only say in a low voice, "...Wu, Wu Qingzhi, I'll pour you some soup hand."

She was afraid that Wu Qingzhi thought she had accepted her fate, so she was so kind to him, so she added in a panic: "I had a fever when I was a child, and my second uncle always gave me soup. People who are sick can't stand the cold."

Wu Qingzhi's eyes that had just been closed opened, and a pair of deep black pupils suddenly sparkled: "No need."

"... If I don't care about you, that Jiang Xingguang will definitely come to me to argue with you. I don't want to quarrel with this person. Although you are unreasonable, but you are sick, I will not make things difficult for you."

Chi Rong asked him, "Is there Mrs. Tang in the room?"

Wu Qingzhi no longer refused, saying: "There are in the drawer, you teach the servants to do it."

"No, I don't want to meet your servants face to face. It's weird. When I came, I saw a glass door. Is that the tea room?"

Wu Qingzhi nodded, and Chi Rong nimbly took out a leather hot water bottle from the bottom drawer of the bedside table, and saw that the purplish red leather had leather carvings on it, three plum blossoms, and the workmanship was exquisite.

Chi Rong gasped, he didn't expect that the objects in the Wu Mansion were all exquisite, and he still sighed in a low voice, extravagance, extravagance.

After hearing this, Wu Qingzhi couldn't help but chuckled.

Chi Rong walked out carrying her leather bag, embroidered shoes were not easy to wear, she was walking cautiously, Wu Qingzhi stopped her: "Chi Rong, you wear slippers."

Chi Rong was not polite to him, it was really hard to move even an inch while wearing these stilts: "Where is it?"

Wu Qingzhi said: "In the closet."

She opened the closet, and there were two pairs of leather slippers embroidered with red patterns, one big and one small, probably for her and Wu Qingzhi.

Chi Rong didn't bother to argue any further, so she took out the smaller pair and changed into them.

Her feet were finally free, so she jumped out.

Wu Qingzhi stopped her again, and Chi Rong was a little anxious: "You can't finish the matter at once!"

Wu Qingzhi said: "Burning carefully."

This time Chi Rong was embarrassed, and muttered: "...What did I think it was? I'm not a child, and I can't even pour water! You lie down! Otherwise, whoever comes up will curse again!"

She hurried out of the house, and returned shortly after holding a skin bag filled with hot water.

The leather sac was very hot when it was directly attached to her hand. She pulled the hipa that Jiang Mengguang brought up, wrapped it in a thick layer, and then held Wu Qingzhi's hand against the hot leather sac.

Now that Chi Rong could finally rest, she curled up on the sofa, waiting for Jiang Xingguang to bring her things up.

The man of Wu Qing was covered by the quilt, so he didn't know if he had fallen asleep.

Thinking in his heart, Jiang Xingguang went upstairs carrying his suitcase with a dark face, still muttering, what are women doing with so many fancy clothes...

Chi Rong cleared his throat, raised his head, and said angrily, "Put the box in the closet for you!"

Chi Rong said: "Keep your voice down, your young master just fell asleep."

Wu Qingzhi in the quilt suddenly said, "I didn't sleep."

Chi Rong was furious and kindly fed the dog, but ignored him: "I'll keep the box myself, and the wardrobe belongs to your young master, it's inappropriate to put my things in it."

Wu Qingzhi said again: "It's okay. It's suitable."

At this moment, Chi Rong frowned, turned around and shouted: "I said I will collect it myself, and I can put my clothes wherever I want!"

Wu Qingzhi still didn't shut up, and said again: "Are you a little hungry?"

"You sleep, I'm not hungry! I want to take a shower and collect my clothes. If you don't sleep, I won't dare to do anything!"

Chi Rong was impatient, so she hoped that Wu Qingzhi would rest early so that she could be at ease for a while.

Unexpectedly, Wu Qingzhi said again: "Xingguang, you go out."

Chi Rong covered his heart, this person may not stop: "He went out, who watched your drip? Do I have three heads and six arms?"

Wu Qingzhi's voice came from under the quilt, clear and light, but made Chi Rong feel ashamed and annoyed: "You take a bath, he has to avoid suspicion."

Chi Rong didn't speak, grabbed the suitcase from Jiang Xingguang's hand, and went straight into the study.Now no one speaks.