Manshu patted her: "It's okay, just go get a drink later."
Que'er became happy again: "Okay!"
"By the way, have you brought the medicine? I'll help Miss Shirley apply the medicine. Can you go get a drink?" Manshu discussed with Que'er.
"Isn't this not good?" Que'er hesitated.
How can you let a guest do such a thing?
"What's wrong with this? If I help her, at least she won't dare to lose her temper with me..." Manshu hinted.
Que'er understood instantly.
Yes, if you go to help the other person, you will inevitably lose your temper at her when she is in pain.
Even though she is the granddaughter of the housekeeper, here she is just a servant who comes and goes when called upon.
"Thank you, Miss Yan, you are such a good person!"
Que'er put the spray into Manshu's hand: "I'm going to change the juice for you now!"
She soaked in excitement, and Manshu shook his head and smiled.
It's been a while since someone issued a good guy card.
She walked towards Shirley and squatted down: "I'll spray the medicine for you."
Shirley wanted to stop her, but Manshu had already moved her feet, exposing her white ankles.
When the spray is sprayed on, it is cold.
Shirley shrank subconsciously, but Manshu stopped her.
"do not move!"
After spraying her several times to make sure the injured area was covered, Manshu stood up.
She handed both bottles of spray to Shirley: "Spray this bottle in three minutes."
Shirley whispered thanks.
Manshu: "Do you still remember my number?"
Shirley reported a series of numbers without stumbling.
"You have a pretty good memory." Manshu felt relieved when he saw that she was reciting the words proficiently.
"That's right!" Shirley was a little proud. She had remembered it well since she was a child.
"Then you have to remember what I said." Manshu warned her again.
Shirley was silent and said nothing.
She didn't know if Manshu and Mr. Guo were in the same group.
Even if she escaped, she would not dare to look for Manshu.
What if Manshu reported her directly?
Manshu seemed to have read her thoughts and left a sentence: "The reason why I came to Mr. Guo is because my friend has disappeared. I heard that Mr. Guo has many connections, so I came to ask him for help."
Shirley was stunned for a moment, as if she realized something.
She lowered her eyelids, but her heart was filled with turmoil.
It turned out that her little sisters were not the only ones missing.
What kind of things can eat people on this island?
Or, Mr. Guo’s villa, cannibalism?
Manshu went in and happened to meet Queer coming out with juice.
This time she brought Yangzhi nectar.
"I like it very much, thank you." Manshu smiled when she saw Yangzhi Manna, took it and couldn't help but take a few sips.
Manshu followed Queer around to other places, but found no abnormalities for the time being.
There is a cellar in the villa, where a lot of wine is stored. The door is locked, and the birds can't get in if they can't open it.
After about half an hour, Manshu finished the visit and was invited to the dining room.
All kinds of seafood are the best, some of which you can't even eat on a cruise ship.
It is obvious that Master Guo is willing to spend money to entertain guests.
This meal was a great time for both host and guest.
Of course, this is superficial.
In fact, everyone was preoccupied with something else and had no intention of eating at all.
Manshu, on the other hand, seemed heartless and ate with gusto.
"If Miss Yan likes it, eat more." Mr. Guo kept urging Manshu and pushed all the king crabs in front of her.
Manshu ate crab legs meticulously.
Seeing that she liked it, Shen Yan also helped her open the crab meat.
One person eats it and the other person takes it apart, but I don't see any difference.