Sweet Love Reborn: Mu Ye Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Chapter 389

What tormented Mu Shihan was not a flesh wound, but diarrhea.

Luo Wanning learned about Uncle Mu's new problem from Qin Moyang - lactose intolerance.

And what caused him to get sick was the sponge cake he made and the milk Luo Xiyan gave him.

The most important thing is that the milk that the son gave his father was almost a week out of date.

Due to dehydration caused by diarrhea, Mu Shihan, who was lying on the bed at this time, was in a state of extreme weakness.

He had never felt so embarrassed before.

Qin Moyang gave him anti-inflammatory injections, hung up glucose, and finally instructed some precautions before leaving.

"The wound on your body can't get wet, be careful not to get inflamed!"

"Ah."

Suddenly, Qin Moyang's eyeballs rolled again, and he continued: "Also, I think people like you who have no life skills should stop being an old man living alone these two days, and go back to live in Zhuluyuan."

"No, don't let the old man worry about it, I'm fine."

"Then go and stay with your brother for two days!" Qin Moyang said while winking at him.

Mu Shihan immediately understood.

"Miss Shen lives there. It's inconvenient for me to disturb you in the past. Why don't I go to your place?"

"Get out, I have many girls, it's even more inconvenient for you to go to my place!" Qin Moyang ruthlessly refused.

"Then I'd better stay at home, my son can take care of me!"

The duo of the two of them sang well enough, if Luo Wanning remained indifferent, it would not be justified.

She could only reluctantly say, "I'll stay here for the next two days."

"That's the best, Mrs. Mu, this guy is actually a glass man, I'll send you his health report later, take care of him!"

Qin Moyang acted as if it was a matter of course, he really regarded her as Mrs. Mu.

Luo Wanning: "."

After spending the whole night with her, Luo Wanning fell asleep lying beside the man's bed at dawn.

After sleeping for about an hour or two, I was finally woken up by a phone call.

Lin Zhiqiu gave her an address and invited her to discuss the script together.

"Okay, I'll be there on time."

Luo Wanning put down the phone happily, and then noticed the scorching gaze on her.

She was startled, and her first reaction was to check the infusion tube.

Seeing the needles hanging beside the bed, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, this guy also knows how to pull out the needle himself.

Mu Shihan hadn't closed his eyes, and his eyes hadn't moved for over an hour.

At this time, seeing her in a good mood, her eyes were full of pampering.

"Are you happy?" He asked knowingly.

"It is." Luo Wanning got up and stretched her waist to reply.

Immediately, she remembered that once she left, there would only be the father and son left at home, and she was in a dilemma for a while.

Seeing her thoughts, Mu Shihan comforted him, "You're busy with your work, I won't let Luo Xiyan go hungry."

"Are you sure?" Luo Wanning looked at him suspiciously.

"Well, I can ask Cheng Feng to deliver the meal!"

"That's right, let him find someone to repair the kitchen by the way!"

"it is good."

Lin Zhiqiu lived far away from the city.

It took more than an hour to drive from Qinshan No. [-] to the address she gave.

This is a homestay area, surrounded by mountains and rivers, the environment is quiet, and it has the artistic conception of a paradise.

According to the room number, Luo Wanning found the small building where Lin Zhiqiu lived and rang the doorbell.

The door was opened, Lin Zhiqiu stood at the door wearing a moonlight cotton and linen robe, her long hair was casually tied in a bun behind her head, she looked like a little woman at home.

"Miss Luo, please come in." She pushed the thick black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose.

Luo Wanning changed her shoes at the door and entered the house, but the situation in the house was very different from what she had imagined.

A small low table is placed by the French window in the living room. There is only a computer and a water glass on the table. Two futons and paper balls are thrown in front of the low table.

There is almost no place to stand on the floor of the living room, except for books all over the floor and some crushed beer cans
"Miss Luo is laughing!" Lin Zhiqiu said with some embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)