Chapter 1718

After he hung up the phone, master Zhan calmly said to master Yu: "jue'er's fever has subsided. I don't seem to have a cough when I listen to the phone. It seems that the disease has improved. You can rest assured. "

When they heard of the chill, they all felt better. Battle court city also gently persuade Yu Qian, "Qian Qian, the child's condition improved, we don't go to worry free garden to disturb his rest."

Yu Qianqian couldn't see Zhan hanjue and was unhappy.

Zhan Su bid farewell to the people and left.

Worry free garden.

When Zheng Ling enters Zhan hanjue's bedroom with traditional Chinese medicine soup, Zhan hanjue's smiling face is a little petrified.

"I want to drink medicine again." He fell on the bed in despair.

Zheng Ling put the medicine soup on the bedside table and stretched out his hand to pull him

Zhan hanjue said, "Zheng Ling, feed me."

"Well, I'll feed you."

Zhan hanjue sat up, Zheng Ling scooped the medicine soup into his mouth and chatted with him. "Grandma's medicine is really good. You drank twice yesterday, and today your cough is not so deep. The frequency of coughing has also decreased. Yesterday, there were more than ten consecutive coughs. Today, there are only five or six

Zhan hanjue quietly listens to Zheng Ling's voice. Zheng Ling's attention to his illness is so subtle that he is moved.

"Why don't you talk?" Zheng Ling suddenly realized that Zhan hanjue had been silent for a long time and asked curiously.

Zhan hanjue said gently, "I'm listening to you carefully."

Zheng Ling chuckled, "grandma Boye taught me to make cough soup. When you're ready, I'll make it for you every day. That way, we won't leave the root of the disease. "

Zhan hanjue nodded with a smile.

"Grandma said, you are not too young. This cough can not be completely cured, it is easy to drag into chronic bronchitis. When you are old, you will have a crutch in one hand and a chest in the other. You will cough more than once. What a pain. So this cold, I must let you completely root out Zheng Ling in order to let him obediently with her to drink medicine, the voice and emotion of learning those old people bent waist cough more than appearance.

Zhan hanjue is angry and funny.

"Who asked you to say I'm old?" He pinched Zheng Ling's white face.

Zheng Ling knew that he had made an unintentional mistake and even offended his taboo.

"I didn't mean to. You are not old, brother Jue Zheng Ling apologizes quickly.

"If I'm old, I'm bent and coughing. Do you dislike me? " Zhan hanjue suddenly asked sadly.

Zheng Ling said, "No. When you are old, you are a refined and funny old man. Look at grandma Boye. She has a weak heart. An 80 year old looks just like a 60 year old. You have frozen age genes in your family

Zhan hanjue said, "Zheng Ling, I don't want to get old."

Zheng Ling said with a smile, "why?"

Zhan hanjue did not speak. The dark pupil is full of worries.

After a long time, he said: "I'm afraid, I'm afraid that I'll get old and become not so strong any more. If Zheng Ling needs me, I can't embrace you like now."

Zheng Ling tears.

It turned out that brother Jue was worried about her...

Zheng Ling put the medicine bowl on the bedside table, held Zhan hanjue's hand tightly, and said, "don't worry about me, I'm well."

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