A leisurely life that begins with the possession of a game character

"You saw what he looked like just now. He was limping and could hardly walk. How could I ask him to go directly to the hospital for treatment." Zhang Lan sighed and said, Hou Zhenhai can really bear it. He came by himself yesterday He was limping when he was born, and he insisted on not going to the hospital for so long. I don’t know how he endured it.

Yu Lingling nodded and said, "That's right. When he walked in just now, he was sweating profusely and seemed to be afraid to walk. But from the way he looked after acupuncture, he didn't seem to be going to the hospital."

"Don't worry about him. His feet are a little deformed this time, so he should take notice." Zhang Lan said casually.

When they got home for lunch at noon, Qin Yongjun and Zhang Lan said, "Today is the first time that the aunt I invited made lunch. Can you try it later and see if it suits your taste?"

"Haven't I tried it before? Just think it suits you. I don't choose food." Zhang Lan replied casually while sitting on the sofa.

Qin Yongjun snorted and said: "Yes, you don't choose. You don't eat onions, garlic, spicy food, and you don't eat fishy meat at all. You have to spit out fat as big as a grain of rice. Other than that, you really don't choose." "

Zhang Lan smiled awkwardly, and Huang Nana next to her couldn't stop laughing. However, Wang Luyao said from the side: "Brother-in-law is not picky. I guess as long as there is Chinese cabbage, anything else will be fine."

Zhang Lan was also helpless and didn't know what was going on. The first two hourly workers introduced by the housekeeping company Qin Yongjun found were good at everything else, except that the home-cooked dishes were all heavy with oil and spicy, and Zhang Lan couldn't get used to them at all. .

Fortunately, after the person in charge of the housekeeping company knew about Zhang Lan's taste, he specially looked for something light to cook. As expected, Zhang Lan had no objection after trying the dishes.

Qin Yongjun doesn't have any objections to the taste. She has no taboos, especially spicy food. In the past, when Zhang Lan's family usually ate hot pot, they would always prepare the mandarin duck pot.

The new aunt is called Chen Haizhu. After the previous dish tasting and the trial in the first two days, Qin Yongjun was very satisfied. Not only does it keep the inside and outside of the home clean, but it also keeps the two children happy. Originally, he planned to find a part-time worker, but after discussing with Chen Haizhu, Qin Yongjun simply asked her to be a live-in nanny.

In this way, Chen Haizhu is responsible for daily cleaning and cooking at home, and Huang Nana is responsible for taking care of and educating the children, so Qin Yongjun can be free from time to time.

The contract was signed yesterday. This morning Chen Haizhu brought some of his clothes and supplies over and stayed in a guest room in the south room. At noon, he officially cooked for the first time.

As for the Chinese cabbage Wang Luyao mentioned, no matter how picky Zhang Lan is, she will never get tired of eating Chinese cabbage. When he can't think of anything to eat, Zhang Lan's first choice is stir-fried Chinese cabbage.

Even when eating hot pot, when she doesn't know what vegetables to choose, Zhang Lan's first choice is Chinese cabbage. Stir-fried cabbage, stewed cabbage with tofu, and stir-fried cabbage with shredded pork. As long as Zhang Lan cooks, there will usually be such a dish on the dinner table.

After cooking the food, Chen Haizhu kept some of it in his room to eat. Zhang Lan originally wanted to invite Chen Haizhu to eat together, but Chen Haizhu refused. They said that during the company's training, they specifically requested that they try not to eat together with their employer. After a long time, some things could not be explained clearly, and it would be inconvenient if they wanted to say something important during the meal.

Seeing that Chen Haizhu insisted on eating by herself, Zhang Lan did not force herself. After putting the prepared meals on the table one by one, Chen Haizhu carried the lunch box to the guest room in the south room.

Zhang Lan felt a little uncomfortable, but Qin Yongjun and Wang Luyao looked normal and didn't feel anything was wrong. Zhang Lan thought about it and put it behind her mind. In modern society, people feel more comfortable if there is a little distance between them. This is actually not bad.

After dinner, Qin Yongjun and Wang Luyao were going to go to the house on East Street to take a look at the property. When Wang Luyao was at home yesterday, the property manager came to the door and told them that they were going to hold a meeting, and asked the owners who could spare time to participate as much as possible.

Qin Yongjun found out after asking in the owner group that it was caused by everyone asking for lawyers before. Now the property management side is preparing to withdraw. Now they are preparing to negotiate to see if the owners committee will find someone to take over or accept their conditions.

After discussion in the business group, this afternoon, some owners who had time were asked to act as representatives and go to the property company to negotiate with the lawyer. After discussing all matters clearly, the owner group still preferred to manage it on their own.

The main reason is that the housing complex on East Street is not big, with only a few buildings in total. If all the owners unite and manage it themselves, it will be better than the property management company.

Another reason is that there are many retired elderly people in the community, and there are enough manpower to handle daily sanitation and street matters.

The acupuncture center was very quiet in the afternoon. When Zhang Lan was sitting on the recliner with her eyes closed and relaxing, Yu Lingling shouted outside: "Zhang Lan, someone is here to see a doctor."

He sighed, opened his eyes and stretched, stood up and walked outside. Looking at the people getting out of the car at the door, Zhang Lan showed a look of surprise.

Looking at Qi Wenwen being dragged into the acupuncture hall, Zhang Lan and Qi Dongming beside him smiled and said, "The recovery is pretty good."

Seeing Qi Wenwen sitting down on the chair by the wall, Qi Dongming said to Zhang Lan: "I came here this time just to ask you, Dr. Zhang, to see if my daughter has been undergoing rehabilitation treatment here in Kyoto for such a long time after she regained consciousness. How can it be done elsewhere?" Everything is fine, but I can't always control the balance when I step. If there is no one to hold me, I will fall down accidentally. I would like to ask Dr. Zhang for help to see if you can treat my daughter."

After listening to Qi Dongming's words, Zhang Lan twitched the corner of his mouth. Needless to say, there must be a neurological problem somewhere, and the hospital couldn't find the problem, so Qi Dongming came to the door again.

But it should be treated. Normally, after Qi Wenwen wakes up, Zhang Lan still needs to give her follow-up treatment, after all, she has received so much merit. It's a pity that Qi Dongming didn't trust Zhang Lan's medical skills in rehabilitation, so he directly chose to come to Kyoto for rehabilitation treatment.

Asking Qi Wenwen to sit down on the stool next to the desk, Zhang Lan took her pulse. Together with the person taking care of her next to her, she made Qi Wenwen stand up and did a few actions, and then let her walk a few steps before letting Qi Wenwen sit back on the chair with a backrest by the wall.

Zhang Lan sat on the desk chair and tapped his fingers on the tabletop and thought for a while. It was not that he was in a dilemma whether to cure it or not, but mainly that he was wondering whether to cure it all at once or to take his time with acupuncture.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Lan made up her mind and said to Qi Dongming on the side: "It's not a big problem. Just give me a few acupuncture sessions and it'll be fine."

"Do you still need to donate?" Qi Dongming asked.