Don't abuse the president, your wife is the real daughter

Chapter 355
Searching for the medicine in the medicine box, Song Chaoyu took out two boxes and put them on the table. After rubbing his eyes, he poured another glass of water and came over.

Zhan Jincheng hadn't reacted yet. When he saw Song Chaoyu, he thought he was still asleep. He didn't expect Song Chaoyu to take care of him like this. He felt that he had no strength and his eyelids became very heavy.

"Drink the medicine, and sleep after drinking." Song Chaoyu's gentle voice reached Zhan Jincheng's ears, and Zhan Jincheng looked at the person in front of him.

He pouted and rejected Song Chaoyu: "I don't want to eat it." Sure enough, Song Chaoyu would treat himself like this only if he was sick.

"Stop making trouble, eat quickly, and you will get better after eating." Song Chaoyu stared at Zhan Jincheng with a serious face, although her body was a little heavy, but she could feel relieved after seeing Zhan Jincheng take the medicine.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Jincheng refused all the time, turned his head away and refused to take the medicine, and even covered his head with a blanket, Song Chaoyu sighed.

"Zhan Jincheng, take the medicine for me honestly, or you will burn out." Hearing what Song Zhaoyu said, Zhan Jincheng's will became stronger, and he was going to be sick. In this way, Song Dynasty Yu will stay by his side to take care of him.

"I don't want to take it." Zhan Jincheng refused to look at Song Chaoyu, he threw the medicine that Song Zhaoyu handed over on the table, Song Zhaoyu was helpless for a while, and sat beside him in a daze for a long time, Staring at the back of Zhan Jincheng's head helplessly.

"If you promise me that you won't go back to Tang's house for a few days, I will obediently take the medicine."

Hearing Zhan Jincheng's request, Song Chaoyu didn't feel too much. She nodded and agreed without hesitation. Zhan Jincheng immediately lifted the blanket on her head.

Song Chaoyu handed the water in front of him, and Zhan Jincheng took it indifferently, secretly happy in his heart.

Just when Song Chaoyu handed the medicine to him, Zhan Jincheng showed great resistance again, and said again: "Next time if you get angry, you must tell me the reason, and you can't live alone."

He asked again, and his begging eyes fell on Song Chaoyu's face.

After Song Chaoyu hesitated for a few seconds, he had no choice but to coax him to drink the medicine, so he quickly agreed: "Okay, okay, I promise you, I will never sulk." After she finished speaking, Zhan Jincheng obediently took over Song Chaoyu's medicine. With the medicine in Yu's hand, he was very happy.

"I want to drink ice water, can you give me ice water, Zhao Yu?" Zhan Jincheng tried again to ask.

Song Zhaoyu's face changed a little, she gritted her teeth: "It's winter, why drink ice water, besides, you're sick!"

"But I feel my head hurts, and it's still so hot. If I drink ice water, I might feel better." Looking pitifully at Song Chaoyu in front of him, he twitched the corners of his mouth, Song Chaoyu sighed, Turned around and walked to the refrigerator.

Zhan Jincheng lowered his head and couldn't help secretly laughing. It seems that only when he is sick can he have such benefits.

After agreeing to Zhan Jincheng's several requests one after another, Song Chaoyu complied, and Zhan Jincheng obediently drank the medicine.

Because of the side effects of the cold medicine, Zhan Jincheng felt drowsy and fell asleep not long after. Song Chaoyu silently accompanied him, wet a towel and put it on Zhan Jincheng's forehead.

After waking up, it was already noon, and Zhan Jincheng felt inexplicably at ease when he saw Song Chaoyu in front of him.

Seeing him open his eyes, Song Chaoyu moved closer to him, stretched out his hand and touched his forehead, it wasn't so hot anymore.

Song Chaoyu breathed a sigh of relief, Zhan Jincheng quickly sat up from the sofa, and hugged Song Zhaoyu in his arms.

Seeing Song Zhaoyu's disgusted look, Zhan Jincheng kissed her fiercely on the face, Song Zhaoyu pushed him away and stood up.

"Crazy." She walked towards the distance alone, Zhan Jincheng also got off the sofa, glanced at the time, Zhan Jincheng asked Song Chaoyu worriedly: "Are you hungry? Do you want me to give it to you?" Make something to eat?"

Song Chaoyu shook his head: "I'm not hungry." Zhan Jincheng rubbed his stomach: "But I'm hungry, I'm going to prepare something to eat."

He was about to go into the kitchen, when Song Chaoyu hurriedly stopped Zhan Jincheng: "Forget it, your fever hasn't completely subsided yet, and your body looks like this, so don't do it."

"Eat takeaway?" Zhan Jincheng looked at Song Chaoyu suspiciously.Song Zhaoyu hesitated for a moment: "This is not the city center, there are a few takeaway restaurants, and the snow on the ground has not melted yet, so it will take a long time to come here."

The corner of Zhan Jincheng's mouth suddenly curled into a smirk, and he rubbed Song Zhaoyu's cheek: "I have a solution, so that both of us can eat delicious and nutritious food."

Seeing his smile, Song Chaoyu knew it must not be a good idea.

Zhan Jincheng walked to the sofa, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed a familiar number. Song Zhaoyu looked at him suspiciously.

"Mo Wenyuan, I'm at home right now. I'm a little hungry. I'll bring you something delicious. I'll come back in half an hour." After speaking like an order, Song Chaoyu hung up the phone.

Song Chaoyu thought to himself: Mo Wenyuan?That assistant of Zhan Jincheng?

"What are you asking him to do? Will it be too much trouble for him?" Song Zhaoyu asked.

"It's okay, I haven't been to the company for several days, so he must have nothing to do." Zhan Jincheng then threw the phone on the sofa.

He wanted to get close to Song Chaoyu, but when he realized his feverish head, he quickly took a few steps back.

Sure enough, within half an hour, Mo Wenyuan walked to the door of the villa with both hands full. When Song Chaoyu opened the door, Mo Wenyuan was out of breath.

After greeting Song Chaoyu, he immediately ran to Zhan Jincheng, gasping for breath: "Half an hour, not even a minute."

Zhan Jincheng looked indifferent, and raised his eyebrows: "That's right, go and show off your cooking skills now."

After he finished speaking, Mo Wenyuan's eyes widened in surprise, and he shook his head: "Beating workers is really difficult." He sighed softly, and continued in his heart: Especially the workers around Zhan Jincheng, It has to be all-powerful.

Mo Wenyuan still walked into the kitchen, took out the ingredients, his face became serious, and when he put on the apron, his whole body seemed to emit light.

Seeing him constantly busy, Song Chaoyu looked at him with admiration in his eyes. Mo Wenyuan had a mature temperament.

Song Chaoyu looked at it for a while, and walked to Mo Wenyuan's side: "It's really great, you can cook so many dishes by yourself." Hearing Song Chaoyu's praise, Mo Wenyuan worked even harder.

Zhan Jincheng's face on the sofa changed drastically immediately, he stared at Song Zhaoyu with fiery eyes, and muttered in a low voice: "Cut, it seems like someone can't do it." He was instantly jealous, and walked to Mo Wenyuan's side.

(End of this chapter)