After marrying a wealthy vegetative person Chongxi[Transmigration Book]

"Master Miao, good morning."

The next morning, when Jin Miao went downstairs, he was immediately stopped by Uncle Yan in front of the kitchen:

"Dr. Shen told me last night that considering that Nurse Wang's expertise is elsewhere, she decided to change to a more experienced nurse and arrange for someone to come over later. She will give the young master physical therapy. You can ask her to demonstrate the massage technique again. If you don't know anything in the future, you can directly ask Dr. Shen, I just made my own initiative and gave her your contact information. "

After a pause, Jin Miao pursed her lips, glanced at the deserted dining room, and replied:

"Okay, I see. Is grandpa going downstairs to have breakfast together today?"

"Master, he went to the company to deal with some matters and set off early in the morning."

Lowering his eyes, Yan Bo seemed to have no intention of talking about this topic, and changed his mind:

"By the way, the master asked someone to buy some aromatherapy essential oils for the young master. If you are interested, you can go and have a look later."

It has been more than a month since the car accident. It is said that before the accident, Huo Xinhong personally set up a new project team. Everything is ready to go, and now it has to be shelved.

In an ordinary company, if an accident happens to the general manager, it will inevitably cause a lot of disturbance inside and outside the group.

But the Huo family is different, first of all because Huo Yihai, who was sent overseas to explore the market at that time, publicly stated that he would be his son Xin Hong's biggest backing, and would support the Huo family no matter what.

In addition to the most important thing, Huo Xiaoyun personally went to the company to preside over the overall situation and stabilize people's hearts.

However, Huo Xiaoyun's approach has also attracted criticism from many people. There are many voices accusing him of not wanting to delegate power, both openly and secretly.

"understood."

Uncle Yan also didn't mention the first day, but Jin Miao had already figured it out, so he said casually:

"If you don't mind, after the nurse comes, can I push Mr. Huo to take a walk in the garden?"

"Of course, I'll get help if necessary."

Glancing at Jin Miao gratefully, Yan Bosong heaved a sigh of relief, turned around and was about to leave, but was stunned when he saw the figure behind him:

"Second young master, you're up, I'll let Aunt Chen serve breakfast right now."

Nodding to Uncle Yan, Huo Xinyan, who was standing by the stairs, walked downstairs without saying a word, and sat down at the dining table.

"Good morning."

Sitting down two or three seats away from Huo Xinyan, Jin Miao looked up out of the window and said to herself:

"It's sunny today."

"I heard from Uncle Yan that you still have research on aromatherapy?"

Hearing Huo Xinyan's voice, Jin Miao turned around and gave him a friendly smile:

"It's just an interest, not research."

"I kindly remind you, don't be treated as free coolies by the old man."

Casually picking up the coffee in front of him, Huo Xinyan didn't look at Jin Miao, but stared at the blue sky outside the window:

"In his eyes, everyone is a pawn."

Seeing that Jin Miao didn't speak, Huo Xinyan let out a "hum", shook the coffee and said unhurriedly:

"Tell you, the number of times the old man eats with other people will not exceed ten times a year. Everything he does has a purpose. Believe it or not, just wait and see."

"Thank you for the reminder, uncle."

Thinking that this is really interesting for grandpa and grandson, Jin Miao didn't intend to comment on this "advice", so she changed the topic calmly:

"I mentioned aromatherapy just now. I happen to have something to ask you. I wonder what kind of scent Master Huo usually likes?"

"What is the taste?"

Frowning, Huo Xinyan didn't understand why he asked this. After thinking about it, he hesitated and replied:

"As far as I know, elder brother has no preference for aromatherapy, and he hardly used it before the accident. He does have perfume, you can look through his wardrobe, and the impression is that it is clean and light."

The day before yesterday, Jin Miao had accidentally played with a bottle of perfume on Huo Xinhong's desk, and he fell in love with it almost as soon as he opened it:

The fresh woody aroma is the main note, giving people a gentle and stable feeling, just like being in a vast mountain forest.

"So it is."

Knowing it well, Jin Miao lowered her head, and couldn't help but think of the bottle of essential oil in question:

If he smelled it right, the main spices in it were lemongrass, citronella oil, cardamom, etc., all of which had a strong fragrance, which was quite different from Huo Xinhong's preferences.

"You said you were only interested in aromatherapy, why did Bo Yan let you see it?"

Glancing at Jin Miao, Huo Xinyan's expression was complicated, and his tone became aggressive again unknowingly:

"Could it be that the old man thinks there's something wrong with those essential oils?"

"I'm just an outsider who has just been here for a few days. How can I know what grandpa thinks?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the servant walking over with breakfast in his hand. Jin Miao coughed lightly and responded vaguely:

"When I was in school, I majored in fine chemistry. If possible in the future, I hope to develop in that area, so I volunteered to learn more about it."

That is to say, it is a pity that the "Jin Miao" of this world studied at a little-known pheasant university, and he is useless except for a degree diploma. In the words of his tutor:

As long as Jin Miao does not engage in professional work in the future, he will be kind to the world.

"Oh……"

Obviously, the doubts in his heart were not dispelled, Huo Xinyan couldn't tell what was wrong, and said resentfully:

"Although aromatherapy cannot replace traditional treatments, it is indeed helpful in clinical application. But I will give you a suggestion. My brother doesn't like too strong fragrance."

"is it?"

The hand holding the spoon paused, and Jin Miao accidentally discovered that when Huo Xinyan talked about things related to Huo Xinhong, he was extremely serious; seeing that the servant had returned to the kitchen, he deliberately lowered his voice and asked:

"Which one do you recommend, uncle?"

"Recommendation? No, I don't know anything about it."

Confused by his question, Huo Xinyan picked up the knife and fork, and answered casually:

"Why don't you ask Dr. Shen?"

"okay, thank you."

I don't know if it's Jin Miao's illusion, although Huo Xinyan is still wary of him, the hostility seems to be a little less.

Furthermore, judging from Huo Xinyan's reaction, the bottle of essential oil in question at that time should not have been written by him, so who could it be?

The silent two ate breakfast with each other's thoughts. When Jin Miao returned to Huo Xinhong's room, he saw that the new nurse had finished the examination and was preparing the treatment equipment.

Seeing Jin Miao enter the door, she immediately stopped what she was doing, took out a gift bag out of nowhere, and handed it over graciously:

"Hello, are you Mr. Jin? My surname is Liu. Please take care of me in the future."

"You're welcome, I just..."

For a while, I didn't think of how to describe my identity. It seemed wrong to say that I was Huo Xinhong's "husband".

Embarrassed and pushed away the meeting gift she handed over, Jin Miao politely refused:

"Actually, Uncle Yan is in charge here, so it's not appropriate for me to accept this."

"That's it,"

Nurse Liu was in her thirties, dressed in a simple white uniform, with shrewdness in her friendly eyes, put away the gift bag embarrassingly, and said with a smile:

"Anyway, we will meet each other often in the future. If you have anything to do, please tell Mr. Jin directly."

"Don't dare, you should be busy first."

Walking slowly to the stool next to the bed and sitting down, Jin Miao hesitated for a moment, then asked:

"Did something happen to Nurse Wang and she couldn't come?"

"She was transferred to the Charity Hospital of Yunshui City as the head nurse."

When Nurse Wang was mentioned, Nurse Liu quickly connected the bottle while gloating:

"Yongshui City, do you know? It's far away from here. The head nurse said it nicely, and the management there is very strict. Don't even think about taking advantage of it. We all guess whether she offended Dr. Shen. Anyway, if she wants to If you resign, you can only admit it."

Seeing that Jinmiao didn't respond, Nurse Liu winked and said flatteringly:

"Young Master Huo is quite optimistic about his recovery. I heard from Uncle Yan that you are going to go down with him later. Let me help you."

"Well, thank you."

Jing Jing waited for Nurse Liu to finish the treatment, and Jin Miao asked her to demonstrate the massage technique again, and then helped Huo Xinhong into the wheelchair and pushed him into the garden to bask in the sun.

"Finally, it's only the two of us left."

When the outsiders left, Jin Miao bent down* and whispered in Huo Xinhong's ear:

"I'm sorry, but I actually wanted to get some fresh air outside. You won't expose me, right?"

His voice was clear and sweet, and his breath gently brushed Huo Xinhong's ears. It's a pity that he was pushing a wheelchair, otherwise he would have seen a rare blush on the handsome cheek of the person he jokingly called "Bingshan".

Lying on the grass with his limbs spread wide, Jin Miao took a long breath, and Huo Xinhong's wheelchair stopped beside him, and he couldn't help closing his eyes and muttering softly:

"Bingshan, what's the matter with your family?"

The warm sun shines gently on the body, the white clouds in the sky flow quietly, and pigeons fly by from time to time, Jin Miao unknowingly relaxes, as if going back to a long time ago:

When he was growing his hair, it was still a peaceful and prosperous age. Every day after class, he would secretly go to find his wife and pester her to learn how to mix incense.

Although his father and brother had been very strict with him in terms of learning literature and martial arts, self-cultivation and morality since he was a child, they never hindered his private hobbies, and that would be the happiest day in Jinmiao's life.

No one expected that ten years later, foreign enemies would invade and wars would break out everywhere; his father, as the prefect, led a group of soldiers to resist to the death, and made an oath in public on the day when the soldiers approached the city:

The father dies and the son succeeds, without fighting until the last soldier is determined not to surrender.

So his father was followed by his eldest brother, second brother, and the last son, Jin Miao, who was only nineteen years old, went into battle. Counting the old, weak, sick and disabled, there were less than half of the males left in the city.

The only regret was that when he stood on the city wall and took his last breath, he finally saw the banner of reinforcements from a distance.

"If possible, I really want to become a free pigeon."

Suddenly coming from the battlefield to modern times, and becoming the bridegroom of Chongxi, Jin Miao is forcing himself to accept the changes in the situation all the time, but it does not mean that he can really calm down, and he can't help but sigh:

"Fly out here and see the outside world."

The only answer to him was the rustling of the grass in his ears, but Jin Miao didn't notice it. Huo Xin opened his eyes again silently, and his clear blue eyes focused on the half-sleeping person on the grass:

With a delicate appearance, fair skin, and mild eyebrows, it is the kind of appearance that makes people feel more comfortable the more they look at it.

When Jin Miao said that he wanted to be free, Huo Xinhong, who had been pretending to be a vegetable, seemed to be hit hard by something, and guilt flooded his heart like a tide:

At first, he originally thought that Jin Miao "married" to Huo's family because he was only greedy for pleasure; after getting along with him during this period of time, he learned that the other party was actually implicated.

No matter how decisive he is in the mall, he still has a bottom line. Jin Miao is innocent, and he cannot delay other people's lives because of his own selfishness.

"sorry."

Can't stop thinking silently in his heart, Huo Xinhong's eyes flashed a trace of apology, and he secretly made up his mind:

"I'll wrong you for a while longer, and when I'm ready, I will try my best to satisfy you whatever you want."

Unclear about the psychological activities of her "vegetative" husband, Jin Miao squinted her eyes and basked in the sun for a while, as if she was fully charged, shook her head to shake her dejected thoughts out of her mind, and sat up with a shivering spirit, full of expectation:

"Let's go, let's pick out aromatherapy for you!"

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Huo Xinhong: Whatever you want, just ask!Even the person who wants to be the president will be generous (crazy hint)

Jin Miao: Snake spirit disease, what do you want your people to do!

Huo Xinhong: We can do a lot~

Miao Jin: >///