He is more charming than Midsummer

Mr. Feng has diabetes, so the pastries made by the chefs of Feng's family are all sugar-free. It is unlikely that this kind of pastries came from his family's chefs.

Of course, Mr. Feng is unlikely to lie.

Nan Xia lowered her eyes and fell silent.

Old Man Feng sneered: "You know that you get a lot, even I have diabetes."

His health is not good, so after retirement, he seldom appears in front of everyone. In fact, he spends most of his time recuperating from his illness.

Diabetes is known as an incurable disease. Not only can he not eat casually, but he will also experience many diseases in his body.

But except for the people around him who knew that he was sick, the others didn't know about it, not even Song Yushang.

"I heard a few words from Mr. Feng." Nan Xia said.

Old Man Feng looked at her coldly, and he didn't know if he believed her statement. He took the scarf on one side and said in a deep voice, "This is a gift from my future daughter-in-law. She knitted the scarf herself."

Normally, he wouldn't say such a thing, but now he wants Nan Xia to quit.

As long as he doesn't agree, Nan Xia will never have a chance.

Nan Xia glanced at the scarf and pursed her lips: "Is it Song Yushang?"

She had also heard the rumors outside that after "she" died, not only did Mr. Feng want to hold a funeral for her, but he also refused to recognize Song Yushang as his daughter-in-law at all.

Since when did he actually like Song Yushang so much?

"good."

Nan Xia frowned: "This scarf is very beautiful, but it's not hand-woven."

She has also knitted scarves, and there is still a difference between the scarf woven by herself and the scarf woven by a machine. Although she can't tell the difference just by looking at it, an experienced person can know that this scarf will never be woven by herself.

Old Man Feng was stunned for a moment, and said coldly: "Don't use your methods in front of me, I don't want to use this set, because this scarf was given to me by Song Yushang, so why don't you say she didn't weave it herself?

It's just a scarf, and it's worthless, so she can't use it to lie to me. "

Nan Xia said: "Yes, it's just a scarf. She lied to you, which proves that she doesn't take you seriously."

Pointing to the pattern on the scarf, she said: "This is a common woven cashmere scarf. They are all woven. One warp thread and one weft thread cross to form a plain weave. It looks like it is machined."

Old Man Feng didn't understand these things, so he said with a sullen face, "It's a bunch of nonsense!"

Nan Xia closed her mouth. Anyway, she had already said what she should say. It is very easy for Mr. Feng to check. It depends on whether he wants to check.

"The purpose of my coming here, you must have understood, as long as I am here, I will never allow you to enter the Feng family, you will give up sooner or later.

If you can save Chenchen, I won't treat you badly, but don't have other thoughts, or I won't let you go. "Master Feng said viciously.

Nan Xia was reprimanded by him, her expression was always calm, she stood up suddenly: "Old Mr. Feng, do you feel dizzy recently, you still have heart palpitations at night, you can't breathe, and you don't have enough sleep."

Old Man Feng looked at her defensively: "How do you know?"

An impossible idea appeared in his mind, this woman must be the one who bribed him.

"I'm a doctor. I can tell from your bad complexion." Nan Xia lowered her eyes and sat on the sofa next to him: "If you don't mind, let me take a look for you. I can solve it."

Old Man Feng said contemptuously: "This is an old problem, how can you cure it?"

He knew that Matilda was a very powerful surgeon, her hands were very precious, and she saved many lives, but his disease was not so curable.

It was a terminal illness, and there was no cure at all.

Besides, these problems are not fatal, they only make him feel painful.

With a pair of warm fingers resting on Mr. Feng's wrist, Nan Xia said slowly, "Mr. Feng, you haven't slept for more than four hours recently, do you often wake up at 1 o'clock in the middle of the night?"

Old Man Feng said in disbelief, "I just wake up at 1 o'clock in the middle of the night every night."

His body has basically formed a habit, and he wakes up at this time every time, but how did Nan Xia know that she knew the pulse?

"Well, your problem is a bit tricky, but it's not difficult to treat." Nan Xia said.

Old Man Feng frowned: "Can it be cured?"

He went to many hospitals, but basically nothing worked. He tried all kinds of methods, and finally took sleeping pills to fall asleep, but this kind of medicine should not be taken too much, after all, it has side effects.

"It can be cured, let's go upstairs and I will help you with acupuncture." Nan Xia said.

There is a massage room on the second floor of the Feng family's old house, which is perfect for acupuncture.

As a doctor, Nan Xia always speaks eloquently when she mentions medical matters, and the confidence in her expression is convincing for no reason.

Perhaps it was because of this reason that Old Master Feng also forgot his original purpose, so she led him away by the nose.

After all, it is a fact, in case it is useful.

the other side.

Chenchen waited for a long time but still didn't get Nan Xia, his eyes were full of disappointment: "Auntie, he said that he would come to make medicinal food with me today."

Today, Nan Xia is not here, and the whole room looks much deserted.

Feng Jingxuan also felt a little uncomfortable: "Where is she?"

Chenchen shook her head: "I don't know either. Auntie said she went to the supermarket, but it's been almost two hours now, and she hasn't come back yet."

two hours?

The supermarket is only a few minutes away, how long has she been there?

He made a call to Nanxia, ​​but the other party was shutting down, so he didn't get through at all.

At this moment, the bodyguard at the door said: "Mr. Feng, I saw the master's car today. Doctor Matilda may have been called away by the master."

"Are you sure?" Feng Jingxuan's eyes were sharp.

The bodyguard nodded: "Yes."

"Go to the old house immediately."

The old man Feng came to him last time and asked him to fire Nan Xia. Now it must be a bad thing for him to call Nan Xia over.

Now that Chen Chen needs Nan Xia very much, he doesn't want anyone to hurt her.

Not even Mr. Feng.

Along the way, Feng Jingxuan's face was so dark that water dripped out. When the old man was in the shopping malls, his methods were bloodless. How would he deal with Nan Xia?

Coercion and inducement.

I don't know what's going on now?

Seal the old house.

As soon as he arrived at the place, Feng Jingxuan rushed in, but it was quiet inside, as if nothing had happened.

Feng Jingxuan asked: "Where's Dad? Where is he now?"

The steward replied respectfully: "Master has fallen asleep."

Feng Jingxuan: "?"

Could it be that his news was wrong.

"What about Dr. Matilda? Has she been here?"

The housekeeper looked in admiration and said: "Dr. Matilda is helping the master with acupuncture. She is indeed the most powerful doctor. A few random needles made the master fall asleep."