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Nanfeng Haozhe felt that ever since Han Yao got sick, she seemed to have become a child. Her emotions fluctuated very quickly, and sometimes, she even acted like a b * tch.

Sometimes, they even cut themselves off when they were serious.

But, even so, Han Yao's condition did not improve at all.

Nanfeng Haozhe called the doctors abroad and explained to them about Han Yao's recent situation.

"Is there any hint of medication?"

"I didn't eat it recently because I saw the side effects she had on the medicine were too unpleasant. In the middle of the night, she would often not be able to sleep. I really can't bear it. "

"NO!" Mr. Nanfeng, for your actions, you must insist on taking the medicine. "In any case, I hope you will take your wife to a professional hospital for treatment. It might be helpful to her condition."

"I'll think about it."

Nanfeng Haozhe hung up the phone and fell into deep thought.

The next morning.

When Nanfeng Haozhe woke up, the nanny had already started cooking soup. Nanfeng Haozhe went downstairs and told the nanny, "The soup today is still not served with seasonings, right?"

Han Yao watched as Nanfeng Haozhe walked into the kitchen. She also tiptoed to the door and followed along, watching the nanny and Nanfeng Haozhe busy themselves.

A small bowl of soup.

Nanfeng Haozhe put in a few spices.

Then he said, "In the future, your wife's soup will have to be stewed and then the seasoning will be placed in a bowl. Also, for your wife's soup, put some chicken essence in. It would be better to taste it. "

When Han Yao gave the instructions to the nanny, she also followed along and leaned over to see what they had put in place. Is there something I don't know?

But, look, there doesn't seem to be anything special? He didn't add anything at all?

Nanfeng Haozhe turned his head and saw that Han Yao was actually behind him. He smiled, rubbed her messy hair and said softly: "You woke up really early today, I saw a hairstyle yesterday that was really pretty. I'll comb your hair, okay?"

"Can you comb your hair?"

"Of course, you can try."

The nanny carried the small bowl of soup to the table, then began to serve the other breakfasts. Nanfeng Haozhe focused on combing Han Yao's hair.

"How is it?"

After combing her hair, and even making patterns, Han Yao looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair was perfectly round, and looked very cute.

It looks like he really did put in a lot of effort.

"Thank you."

"Come, have breakfast?"

"Alright."

Han Yao was very cooperative over today's meal.

After eating his fill, Nanfeng Haozhe accompanied Han Yao in growing the plants at home for the entire day.

Today, Han Yao felt dizzy again, as if she had been sick. When Nanfeng Haozhe saw how hard she was trying to hold it in, he felt extremely remorseful in his heart. Why was there no side effect?

"Hao Zhe, what do you think happened to me? It's been comfortable for two days, why are you feeling so uncomfortable now? "

"Yao'er, it's fine, it's fine. "I'll ask a few more doctors for you today. We must make your condition better."

"What happened to me?"

"It's fine, you must be a little weak. I told the nanny to stew more soup for you, to stew some good soup. "

"Alright."

On the second day, Han Yao's second medicine returned. Because Han Yao's reaction was big, this time the doctors abroad had to adjust the medicine and flew it back.

After Nanfeng Haozhe received the medicine, on the excited night, when Han Yao fell asleep, Nanfeng Haozhe did not disturb the security and the nanny. He got up and went to the kitchen to cut the medicine for Han Yao.

Because he wanted to control the volume, Nanfeng Haozhe did not dare to use any machine to break it. He could only use his rolling pin to lightly crush the pill.

The quantity of pills was relatively large, so it was impossible to cut them all in one go.

Nanfeng Haozhe focused on slicing the medicinal pellets into pieces one by one, and then put them into the bottle bit by bit. This bottle can't be put back into the medicine bottle yet. In order to prevent Han Yao from discovering it, he could only place all the medicinal pills into the seasoning bottle.

Each time, the seasoning bottles would mix the pills and seasonings together according to the ratio. In this way, all you have to do is instruct the nanny to put the seasoning strictly according to the amount specified by the spoon.

Like this, every time Han Yao drank the soup, she would be able to eat the medicine.

After tossing and turning for the entire night, Nanfeng Haozhe was drenched in sweat from exhaustion. However, he only needed to look at the pills in the kitchen and think that after Han Yao ate all these, she would be better.

Nanfeng Haozhe's heart was filled with motivation.

Five thirty in the morning.

The east had just begun to be starved of white.

The nanny got up and started to prepare a stew for Han Yao.

"Young Master, why are you in the kitchen?"

"I'm fine. You must remember, no spice is added to your wife's stew every time. I put all the seasonings of Madame's soup in a small box. The seasonings of the other dishes are different. You must put them according to the strict quantity of the spoons! "

"Oh, okay."

Although the nanny didn't understand, she still nodded in agreement.

Nanfeng Haozhe smoked, holding onto a box of medicine bottles, he placed them in the back of the car, specially driving the car to a distant place to throw them.

Since he had decided to keep it a secret from Han Yao, then he must be prepared.

When Nanfeng Haozhe turned around, he was already awake.

In the kitchen.

This made Nanfeng Haozhe a little panicked.

As expected, when Han Yao, whose nose was more inspired, saw the nanny's stew, he listened to the nanny's words and did not put in any seasonings for the time being.

Moreover, when Han Yao looked at the nanny cooking for the security guards and her, she had actually put in the seasonings of a big bottle.

"Get out of the way, let me take a look at these bottles."

The nanny said that she could not touch Han Yao, so she could only give way and let Han Yao inspect the bottle.

Nanfeng Haozhe rushed back in time to see Han Yao taking the bottle and sniffing it. He hurriedly walked over and carried Han Yao off the stool, then advised with a pained heart: "Yao'er, what are you doing? It's dangerous for you to stand so high up. "

"Who asked you to put the seasonings so high?"

Nanfeng Haozhe immediately looked at the nanny and reproached, "Madam is talking about you, why did you put the seasoning so high?"

The nanny looked at Nanfeng Haozhe. She wanted to explain that she did not set him up, but looking at Nanfeng Haozhe's face, she did not dare say anything. Han Yao looked at the two of them, and felt that there was something fishy going on.