Until he went downstairs, Yuxuan was still in a trance.
"Are you awake, madam?" Wu Ma, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the news, rubbed her apron, leaned out and looked at her with a smile, "Li Shao said you are too tired. Let me cook some red dates and medlar for you. It's almost ready. You wait first. "
Red jujube medlar?
Tonic?
When was Li Beichen so considerate?
Stunned, Yuxuan opened her chair and sat at the table until Wu Ma carried a bowl of steaming red jujube and medlar soup.
"Madam, you'll drink while it's hot." Wu Ma smiled. Her gray temples showed her kindness, but she couldn't close her mouth. Yuxuan always thought it was strange.
After looking at the soup in the bowl, she realized what Wu Ma was pleased with.
Don't you think she's going to add a little power to the Li family?
But it was a commercial marriage. Moreover, the woman Li Beichen deeply loved was always Qiao Wenxi.
Thinking of this, I always feel stuffy and flustered. It's like pressing a stone and I can't breathe.
I don't know what's wrong with her. She desperately wants to understand, but she always feels empty and can't catch anything.
She drank the soup carelessly, then took the chopsticks handed over by Wu Ma and ate only a mouthful of food. She lost her appetite.
Wu Ma thought she had drunk the red jujube medlar that night, and her stomach was a little swollen, so she didn't have the appetite to eat more. She smiled and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, said that she would cook chicken soup for her later when she digested it, and said that Li Beichen asked Dr. Zhang to come to the capital of Huadu to check her body for Yuxuan.
It's almost time for Kung Fu now.
Just then, the doorbell was rang.
It's Cao Cao, Cao Cao.
Just some wonder, she is obviously good and doesn't feel uncomfortable. Why should Li Beichen let a private doctor come over.
The last time it was because of the medicine. Why this time?
Wu Ma rubbed her apron and opened the door.
"Doctor Zhang, here you are."
"Yes."
Zhang Ying took the medicine box and walked into the living room with Wu Ma.
"Madam." Seeing Yuxuan sitting on the sofa, Zhang Ying bowed politely, "the president said you are not feeling well. Let me come and have a look."
"He said I wasn't feeling well?"
"Yes."
Yuxuan was stunned. When did she feel unwell?
Is Li Beichen cursing her? Do you want something to happen to her?
It's really inexplicable.
"I have neither a cold nor a fever, nor do I feel uncomfortable. I don't need to see a doctor. It's troublesome for you to come here. You can go back. "
"This......" Zhang Ying frowned and looked at her in embarrassment.
"Why, don't you believe it?" Yuxuan was a little sleepy. He yawned lazily, raised the corners of his mouth impatiently and hissed, "do you need me to show you?"
"No, no, no, of course not."
Although Yuxuan leans lazily on the sofa, her unruly whole body always makes people feel difficult to get along with. Zhang Ying wants to leave early, but Li Beichen coldly ordered her to check Shi Yuxuan's body. How dare Zhang Ying relax? Otherwise, if Mrs. Li had a chance, she wouldn't want to have a place to live in the whole of Shencheng.
Putting the medicine box aside, Zhang Ying said angrily, "madam, the president said that as long as I convey the word 'force', you will know where your body is uncomfortable."
Although Zhang Ying didn't know what the word "force" meant, she could see Yuxuan's changing face and knew it was working.