Leng Shaoheng looked at the hanging water bottle which was bigger than the bottle of liquid medicine just now, and clenched his fist with some worry.

The doctor said: "go to make some porridge. You can't be hungry. If you are sick, you have low immunity. If you don't eat any more, I'm afraid she won't get better and better."

"Then I'll make porridge. What would you like to drink, Qingqing?"

Aunt Xiaolin immediately stood up and prepared to go out and cook porridge for Shen Qingqing.

Before Shen Qingqing answers, Leng Shaoheng stands up and stops aunt Xiaolin.

"I'll go."

He turned around and asked Shen Qingqing, "what kind of porridge do you want to drink?"

"I don't have much appetite."

Although Shen Qingqing's stomach was empty, she didn't want to eat anything at all and couldn't have an appetite for anything.

Now she just wants to drink some water and lie still.

Leng Shaoheng twisted his brows and advised: "no, you can't be energetic until you eat. Didn't you hear what the doctor said just now?"

With that, he did not ask Shen Qingqing any more and left the room.

"You just have a good porridge, and then have something to eat."

Aunt Xiaolin tucked in her quilt and comforted her.

But under, Shen Qingqing can only nod to answer: "good."

The doctor looked at Shen Qingqing and adjusted the speed of lifting water. He said, "after lifting this bottle, there will be no more. The dosage and times of the medicine on the table are written on the box."

Following the doctor's words, aunt Xiaolin went to the bedside table, picked up the medicine box from above, confirmed the dose and frequency, and then sent the doctor out.

"Why are you cooking porridge here again?"

Smelling the fragrance, Charlotte poked her head out from the second floor, looked down, and saw Leng Shaoheng standing in the kitchen busy voice.

He stood in front of the casserole, and from time to time opened the lid to see what was inside. The thick smell of porridge floated throughout the room.

Hearing Charlotte's voice, Leng Shaoheng didn't even raise her head and regarded her as nonexistent.

Charlotte Xi clenched her teeth and turned to enter the room. When she saw that Leng Shaoyun was leaning on the sofa, she was even more breathless.

The contrast is too obvious.

Leng Shaoheng is cooking porridge for Shen Qingqing in the kitchen, but Leng Shaoyun is lying here like an old man!

"Do you have nothing to do?"

Hear Xia Luoxi is full of angry interrogative voice, Leng Shaoyun suddenly frowned: "what nerve do you send?"

He sat on the sofa well, how could he get angry as soon as he came over.

"In this way, do you want to snatch Dingsheng group from Leng Shaoheng?"

"I think it's better for you to have a quick sleep now. It's quicker for you to grab the Dingsheng group in your dream."

On hearing Xia Luoxi's satire, Leng Shaoyun throws the book aside and angrily says, "what are you doing?"

"I'd like to ask you what you want to do!"

Xia Luoxi bites her teeth and roars at Leng Shaoyun.

She tries her best to help him plan, but Leng Shaoyun is reading some messy book here?!

Charlotte strode to Leng Shaoyun's side, picked up the book from his side, but found that it was a new fashion magazine?

"That's all you see all day?"

Even she knows that Leng Shaoheng's study is full of books about finance and management. Unexpectedly, Leng Shaoyun read fashion magazines here?

Do you really think that the Dingsheng group is in his pocket?

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