[Otherwise, what else do you want? I apologize to you? 】
【You said you have stomachache and diarrhea?】
[I'm sorry, Mr. Perolon, I blamed you wrongly. Goodbye!]
[Can I go get you some medicine for diarrhea?] Luo Lei raced against time to reply, fearing that she would be offline.
[No, I am pregnant and cannot take Western medicine... Chinese medicine is very difficult to eat.]
【Then I will look for Chinese medicine that is not unpleasant to eat.】
[Where in the world are there Chinese medicines that are not unpalatable?] How is that possible?
[Anyway, I’ll just go find it... Stop eating randomly and take good care of your health. It’s cold, so stay in bed and don’t go out to play! It’ll be more troublesome if you catch a cold or something! 】
It was rare for Luo Lei to type out all the words he cared about. He had to get used to it and speak out all the words he cared about her from his mouth.
Wen Xinnuan bit her lower lip slightly. In the past, Luo Lei had a huge quarrel with her because she had wronged him.
Will you give in this time?
[Thank you for your concern,] she replied out of politeness, [but you don’t have to worry about it, I will find medicine myself.]
[I warn you not to take medicine randomly! Wait for me! I will go find it for you now!]
Luo Lei was lying on the bed, his face a little pale. Just after typing, he couldn't suppress a series of coughs.
The warm light shines on his mixed-race face, which has extremely deep outlines and a pair of blue eyes that are dim and lifeless.
Yesterday, he was killed by Wenxin Heating. He was so drunk that he fell on the street. When he woke up in the morning, his whole body was covered with heavy snow. He didn't suffocate to death...but he almost froze to death.
His whole body was frozen. If the aunt who was clearing the snow in the morning hadn't found him and called the police...
Luo Lei is probably going to be the one buried in the snow.
"Cough cough cough." He got out of bed with difficulty and pulled out the infusion needle in his hand.
He grabbed some western medicine on the table and stuffed it into his mouth.
Compared with Wen Xinnuan's diarrhea, Luo Lei's condition is obviously much more serious...
He had a high fever of 40°C, but it was because of his physical training since childhood that he became strong and strong, and he was able to survive until now.
…
Jing Jiaren held STAR and played with building blocks on the wool carpet in front of the fireplace.
The little guy can distinguish colors and has a strong memory...
Jing Jiaren taught him some short sentences, such as "Hello", "You are beautiful", "Goodbye", "Please go first"...
There is something wrong with STAR's pronunciation. He doesn't speak in tune, but if you listen carefully, you can still understand what he says.
Moreover, his sheep voice is so distinctive that everything he says is soft and soft.
Wen Xinnuan came over weakly, holding her stomach.
STAR immediately shouted in a gentlemanly manner: "2mama, Ni Hao!"
Jing Jiaren taught him that he should greet people politely when he sees them. He should be cultivated into a nobleman!
Wen Xinnuan's eyes glowed: "Hello, hello, hello, little star baby!"
STAR stretched out his little hand: "Oh, hand, hand."
"Here, hold Little Star's little hand." Wen Xinnuan could not wait to put STAR in her pocket and sneak away this cute little baby.
Jing Jiaren smiled slightly, and then the servant came over with a mobile phone: "Miss Jing, your mobile phone rang on the coffee table."
Apart from Ximen Longting who would call her, the only one who would call her was Wang Yingying.
That woman hasn't given up yet?
Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows, took the phone and saw that there were several missed calls, all of which were from Wang Yingying. She didn't hear them because the phone was placed far away.