After Wu Ma sent Doctor Zhang away, she went into the kitchen and cooked chicken soup for Yuxuan.
The full bowl was brought to her steaming.
Although it was Wu Ma's kindness, Yuxuan really couldn't eat it. He fiddled with the spoon in his hand and grinded for a long time before he drank a spoonful.
Seriously, the Tujia old hen is really a little fat. There is a thick layer of oil floating on the soup, and the Yuxuan is tired of drinking.
Think about eating a piece of meat slowly, but the chicken has been raised for several years. The meat is very old. The Yuxuan Temple bitten by it hurts a little, but it fills the gap between its teeth without even eating one piece.
Flat mouth, not going to eat.
I wanted to muddle through and give it to cats and dogs, but Wu Ma stood beside her with a smile and looked at her.
"Madam, eat more and mend your body."
Wu Ma is so happy and itchy that she doesn't know how much she wants to hold "little powerful". She wants to be white and fat raised by Yuxuan so that she can have a baby smoothly.
There was no way. Yuxuan hardened his scalp and drank a few spoons.
At last, the bottom of the bowl was seen. She sighed quietly, but she saw a big basin in the pot. It was a little silly.
"Madam, I'll bring you another bowl." With that, Wu Ma took Yuxuan's bowl, turned and went into the kitchen.
"No, no!"
Thinking of the greasy soup, Yuxuan was almost going to vomit.
Flustered stood up from the table, and Yuxuan ran upstairs.
"Wu Ma, I don't eat anymore. I'm really full."
Hearing a burst of hurried footsteps, Wu Ma hurriedly came out with a full soup and shouted upstairs at her throat, "madam, you just ate so much. How can you do this? Just listen to me and have another bowl. "
"Wu Ma, don't be busy. I'm going out."
If she continues to stay in the capital of Huadu, Wu Ma will really fill her stomach like a ball.
In short, it's better to go first.
Yuxuan flustered took a bottle of stomach medicine from the drawer of the master bedroom, pulled the small bag and straddled obliquely on his shoulder.
Seeing her stormy downstairs, Wu Ma hurriedly put down the soup in her hand, rubbed her apron and ran after her, "madam, where are you going?"
The Ferrari landed and opened the Ferrari door. Yuxuan sat up and started the engine. The low roar sounded beautifully.
Down the window, she put on her sunglasses and shook her long hair. "Beichen has a bad stomach. I'll send him medicine first."
Without waiting for Wu Ma to say anything, Yuxuan drove away from Jianlan mountain with Sao Hong convertible Ferrari.
Originally, I didn't intend to really go to Yuzun, but there's nowhere to go anyway. I'll just take Li Beichen's medicine seriously.
When I arrived at the company, I reported my name to the front desk. The secretary looked at her in surprise.
With strange eyes, Yuxuan is very uncomfortable.
He looked down at his clothes. There was nothing wrong, but he was more casual and didn't have the temperament of a celebrity.
The Secretary sneered with disdain, "excuse me, do you have an appointment?"
"Mrs. Li still needs an appointment?"
The Secretary proudly stroked the hair beside his ears, fiddled with his slender nails and smiled contemptuously, "I'm afraid this lady doesn't know. As an excellent man like our president, I'm afraid many women call themselves Mrs. Li in vain."
A sarcastic sentence directly blocked Yuxuan's heart, and her angry teeth itched.
"Your face looks pretty good. Why is that mouth so smelly?" Yuxuan half closed her eyebrows and lashes, put her hand on the front desk with a light mockery, and forced her wildly, "go out without brushing your teeth. You're not afraid that others will hide away from you?"