Rebirth: I escort the male god

Half a year later, Huo's Garden

"Ah... Sister, can I stop taking bitter medicine? I feel much better now. Alang has taken good care of me..." Qi Yu looked at Mother Huo with a flattering face.

Isn't it just that he has been catching colds more frequently recently and has been coughing non-stop? There is no need to keep him taking these extremely bitter Chinese medicines.

Hearing him mention Bu Tianlang, Mother Huo's heart tightened. She carefully observed the expression on Qi Yu's face. Seeing that he did not show any sadness, she said, "This is the cough medicine Xiao Cen prepared for you yesterday. After drinking it, it can relieve cough and reduce phlegm, and you can sleep well at night."

In the past half month, Qi Yu's cold has been getting better and worse, but his cough has not been getting better. He coughs all day long and sometimes feels like he is going to cough out his lungs. As his sister, she feels very sad when she sees this.

Fortunately, after Feng Rucen's recent treatment, Qi Yu's cold has finally healed and has not recurred. However, his cough has not been cured. So Feng Rucen suggested that Qi Yu try this Chinese medicine.

Who knew that this brat Qi Yu was so pampered now and couldn't bear any hardship. No matter how she persuaded him, she couldn't get him to drink the medicine.

Just at this moment, the sound of a car engine was heard outside the door. Qi Yu suddenly felt like he saw a savior, "It must be Xiao Qi who is back! Sister, I'll go see if he brought me some milk tea!"

"Run slower! If wind gets into your mouth you'll start coughing again!" Seeing him running so fast, Mrs. Huo couldn't help but remind him.

When Qi Yu becomes stubborn, he is even more willful than Huo Qiyan. Sometimes she even feels that he is more like a child than Huo Qiyan.

Huo Qiyan had just gotten off the car with his milk tea when he saw Qi Yu running towards him quickly, holding up the milk tea. "Uncle, why did you come out? Are you still coughing so much today?"

"I don't cough that much anymore, it's just that your mother always forces me to drink those bitter Chinese medicines." Qi Yu took the milk tea from his hand with some joy, "Ah! Super thick taro paste~ Xiaoqi, you really understand me~"

As a taro lover, Qi Yu particularly loves all taro products.

"That's the medicine my brother prepared specially for you. You have to drink it even if it's bitter, otherwise how can your cough be cured?" Huo Qiyan said earnestly, "This milk tea has taro paste in it, and considering that you're still coughing, I didn't ask them to add sugar, so the taste may be a little bland."

"Not bland, I think it's just right," Qi Yu impatiently took a big sip, "By the way, Xiao Qi, did you forget something? Why are you back at this time?"

"Uncle, you forgot. Tomorrow is New Year's Day. I made an appointment with my brother to celebrate the New Year in the evening. I will come back to change clothes and go to Times Square."

When Qi Yu heard him say this, he remembered that today was December 12st, the last day of the year. His eyes fell on the ring on the ring finger of his left hand. Every year before, Bu Tianlang prepared surprises for him, but this year he couldn't even see him.

"Uncle, do you want to come with me? Times Square is very lively at night. My brother and I have reserved a table at a Cantonese restaurant there. We can just go there and eat."

"No," Qi Yu refused, "I don't want to be a light bulb, and my brother-in-law said he has to work overtime tonight, so it's just right for me to stay at home with my sister."

"Ah? Didn't my dad say he wanted to give my mom a surprise? Is this what he called a surprise?"

Whose good guy gave overtime gift bags for New Year's Eve? Is his father crazy?

Qi Yu took another sip of milk tea and shook his head, saying that he was also a hen and duck~

"Okay, it's getting late, you should change your clothes quickly. It's New Year's Eve tonight, and there will probably be a lot of people on the road. It's better to leave early to avoid traffic jams." Qi Yu looked at the time and instructed.

"Okay," Huo Qiyan took a few quick steps and went home to change clothes. After a while, he changed into a white casual outfit and came out. Seeing Qi Yu still staring at the door and drinking milk tea in a daze, he invited him again, "Uncle, are you really not going to come with me? It's very lively outside, isn't it?"

Qi Yu shook his head, "No, I still like to be alone."

"Okay." Seeing that he insisted, Huo Qiyan stopped persuading him.

"Bye~" Qi Yu looked at Huo Qiyan's leaving back and said goodbye silently.

It was gradually getting dark. Huo's mother came down from the second floor and saw that Qi Yu was not in the restaurant. She went to the garden to look for him. Sure enough, she saw the man who was in a daze holding the cold milk tea on the swing in the garden.

"Xiao Yu, it's time to eat." Mrs. Huo called.

Qi Yu came out of his own world when he heard Mother Huo's voice. Seeing that it was already dark, he knew that he had been sitting there for a long time again. He smiled at Mother Huo a little embarrassedly, "Sister, I'm sorry, I forgot the time again."

Mother Huo touched his head and comforted him, "It's okay, it's mainly because the dew is heavier. You just caught a cold not long ago, so you still have to be careful, understand?"

"Well, I understand," Qi Yu stepped forward and pulled Mrs. Huo's sleeve and said coquettishly, "By the way, sister, what are we having for dinner tonight? I'm almost starving~"

"You deserve it," Mrs. Huo scolded with a smile, "Tonight we are having your favorite taro braised pork and steamed mandarin fish."

"Okay, let's go eat."

After dinner, Qi Yu was forced by Huo's mother to drink a large cup of Chinese medicine. Not long after he finished drinking it, Qi Yu felt dizzy. Huo's mother hurriedly told him to go to bed and take a bath tomorrow.

Qi Yu was so sleepy that he didn't have the energy to argue. He fell asleep as soon as he got on the bed. Mrs. Huo tucked him in and got up and left Qi Yu's bedroom.

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Mr. Huo finally finished his work and hurried back home.

"You're so silly. Can't you eat outside before coming back? There's nothing to eat at home now. I gave the servants a holiday. There's only some braised pork and noodles left in the kitchen. How about I cook you a bowl of noodles?" Mrs. Huo complained.

Father Huo: "Okay, a bowl of noodles is fine. You know I don't like eating outside food. It's full of seasonings and tastes terrible."

"You're just being picky. Sooner or later you'll starve to death." Mother Huo poured water into the pot, turned on the fire, and took out a handful of noodles from the refrigerator and shook them open. "Do you want some fried eggs?"

"No need, just a simple bowl of noodles will be fine," said Father Huo.

"Oh."

Mother Huo was cooking noodles in the kitchen. Father Huo was bored sitting alone in the living room, so he simply ran to the kitchen to help Mother Huo. When the noodles were out of the pot, Father Huo was the first to go out with the bowl.

As soon as Mrs. Huo walked out of the kitchen, she heard the doorbell ring, and then turned to open the door, "Who is it?"

"Sister." The moment Mrs. Huo opened the door, she heard a familiar voice.

Mrs. Huo's eyes suddenly turned red. "Okay, I'm glad you're back. Xiaoyu is in his bedroom. He just took medicine and went to bed more than an hour ago. After you wash up, remember to be careful with the quilt and don't let him catch a cold."

"Okay, sister, I'll go up first."

"Well, go ahead." Mother Huo wiped the tears from her cheeks and watched the figure go upstairs with relief.

The quiet bedroom door was pushed open, Bu Tianlang walked carefully to the bed, leaned over and kissed Qi Yu on the face, "Baby, I'm back."