Chapter 297

A Chou looks at the pendant, first with a dull face, then with a smile on her face. She reaches out to take the pendant from pangyi's hand, and now she wears it on her neck. As soon as the cold pendant touches the skin, a Chou shivers, but the smile on her face is not diminished. She touches the pendant gently across her front, and looks up to pangyi's When, the smile of both eyes seems to be overflowing.

"How is he now?" Ah Chou asked in a low voice, mentioning Zhong Mingwei, she was worried again. "Mr. Chen said that he had a little leg injury, but I didn't see it in the end, and I've been uneasy all the time. But Mr. Chen said that he was not seriously hurt, and he was treated by the best doctor in the city. Now I'm afraid it's much better."

"If I go back to my wife, I will be hurt......" Pang Yi looks at the childish but anxious face, pauses, and goes on, "it's not serious injury, it's skin injury. As long as you take good care of it, you can recover in less than a month."

"A month? How can it take so long? " Ah Chou frowned and stamped his feet. "No, I'll go back with you now. I'm not sure if I live here..."

But before he got out of the way, ah Chou paused again and said with a bit of frustration, "but I haven't been cured of typhoid yet. What can I do if I infect him?"

"Don't worry, madam," Pang Yi said hurriedly, "if you have subordinates to wait on you, you won't make any mistakes."

A Chou looks at Pang Yi. His mouth moves and he wants to talk.

She is not worried that pangyi can't take good care of Zhong Mingwei or that Zhong Mingwei is injured. In the end, she is worried that she is not around Zhong Mingwei at this time. The ordinary man who is always on the move, when he is ill, is like a baby girl who loves to be coquettish, and only loves her baby girl. Ah Chou really loves him. He is so big, but since he was a child Without his mother, he is a ninth five-year-old father, but he is also a vicious and hot-hearted master. He has had a lot of scenery and pity. Now he has only her. In this desolate place where he is suffering all year round, only she loves him and dotes on him.

"Did he sleep well at night?" After a long silence, ah Chou sat back in his chair and asked pangyi in a low voice.

"I slept very well," Pang Yi said to ah Chou, thinking about Zhong Mingwei's crazy eyes and frowning in his sleep last night, saying something against his heart. "Please don't worry, my wife. He's all right, but he's always worried about his wife's body. He specially ordered his subordinates to buy donkey hide gelatin and YANWO to nourish her body."

"Wasting money again!" Ah Chou muttered in a low voice, but his lips couldn't help turning up. Then he said to Pang Yi, "are you finished with the dumplings at home?"

Pang Yi nodded: "there is not much left."

"Then I'll pack some more tomorrow, and you can come and take it up..." Ah Chou said, waving his hand at the same time. "No, you don't need to take it. I'll ask Mr. Chen to send it. You don't go anywhere, just stay with him at home. Don't leave him alone, you know?"

"Yes, I do," Pang Yi said with a stiff head

"He likes to drink jasmine tea. The tea leaves are on the long table in the outer hall, in the wooden box placed by the wall." ah Chou didn't find Pang Yi's difference, but he continued to talk about it. "Don't burn the Kang too hot, he's sweating. If the Kang is too hot, the pajamas can be soaked. When he gets up early in the morning, the room is cold, and it's easy to catch cold."

"Yes, my subordinates remember," Pang Yi listened to ah Chou's nagging, and he couldn't say it. "Madam, is there anything else to explain?"

"Besides, the well in the courtyard sums up the ice, but the sound of breaking the ice under the stone is too loud..." A Chou looks at Pang Yi very unkindly. She is a little speechless. After holding it for a long time, she says, "he sometimes wakes up late in the morning and likes to stay in bed for a while, so can you please go down the mountain to fetch water these days? Don't throw stones into the well. It's too loud. It will definitely wake him up... "

Pang Yi raised his head suddenly. He looked at the small, dry girl sitting opposite him. Suddenly, he remembered the big stone placed by the well last night, as well as Zhong Mingwei's madness after listening to him casually talking about the stone. For a while, what could he not understand?