Huafanchunzhengming

Chapter 105 You Are Not Leftovers (2)

The imperial physician and Chonghua came back and forth, Zhong Weiwei was very uncomfortable seeing Chonghua, and avoided him from a distance.

Just praying secretly and it's just a little problem, don't continue to have a fever.

However, the sky didn't fulfill people's wishes, and not only did it burn, but it was also fierce.

No matter what kind of medicine is fed, it can only be used for one or two hours.

At night, my whole body was burning red, and I was drowsy. Occasionally when I woke up, I would cry hoarsely.

Chonghua picks up the baby and walks back and forth. He doesn't know how to coax the child, and he can only say one sentence when he comes and goes: "Don't cry, you are good, and you are a good baby, don't cry~"

He cried again until his voice became hoarse, and when he was tired from crying, he leaned on Chonghua's shoulder to sleep. When Chonghua was about to put him down, he woke up immediately and shouted hoarsely.

Zhong Weiwei listened sideways and heard that he was calling "Mother", so she felt a twinge in her heart and felt that she was an outsider.

I wanted to leave, but seeing Youyou's pitiful appearance, I stayed behind for no reason.

She put on a straight face and asked Chonghua to hug you again.

Gently took off his clothes again, took warm water to wipe him patiently, and moistened his lips with water from time to time.

Youyou's body temperature was finally not as hot as before, he gradually calmed down, and fell asleep on Chonghua's shoulder, Zhong Weiwei was already covered in sweat.

Because she was afraid of waking Youyou up, she gave Chonghua a wink, signaling him to put Youyou down and lie down, so that Youyou could have a good rest.

Chonghua looked at her blankly, without the slightest hint of understanding.

Stupid!
Zhong Weiwei was furious, turned around and was about to leave, but was gently held by the sleeves.

Chonghua supported Youyou with one hand and her sleeve with the other, clumsily beckoning her to help pull the quilt away and put Youyou back for him.

Zhong Weiwei looked at him, angrily refusing to move.

The most indispensable thing in this palace is people, it's just pulling the quilt to make the bed, so why does it have to be her?

Chonghua sighed, stretched out a finger, and mouthed silently: "One month."

Pulling the quilt is enough for a month's service, Zhong Weiwei reluctantly stepped forward to pull the quilt away, and came with a small pillow that was well placed, and stood aside with arms folded, watching Zhong Huafang's baby sleep coldly.

Chonghua made a left gesture and a right gesture, but he still couldn't get it right.

Seeing that he was about to wake him up again, Zhong Weiwei couldn't stand it anymore, and went to pick it up with a straight face, Chonghua lowered his eyes silently, and handed it to her obediently, when he took it back, he didn't know whether it was intentional or not. Unintentionally, the entire palm just covered her chest, and when she pulled her hand hard, her chest swayed twice with the force.

Zhong Weiwei's face turned red, and he glared at Chonghua angrily.

Chonghua glanced back at her inexplicably, then looked back blankly, and concentrated on covering the thin quilt again, showing that she was being unreasonable and he didn't care about her.

Zhong Wei's only mouthful of old blood was suffocating in his heart, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

Want to argue with him, he doesn't seem to mean it, and he will definitely say that he is worried about You You's illness, how can he have the mood to take advantage of her?
Could it be that she is beautiful?
Or is he very short of women and has never seen a woman?
If I don't know, I will also make fun of her small breasts.

I don't want to be theoretical, but I really feel that I have suffered a big loss, and this breath can suffocate people to death.

After thinking about it, he walked forward, grabbed Chonghua's left chest with one hand, pinched it, squeezed it tightly, and then quickly released it, hiding in a safe place.

Chonghua stared at her in disbelief, his eyes were cruel and terrifying: "What are you doing?"

Zhong Weiwei poked half of his head out from behind the pillar, confidently: "A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye."

If he dares to take advantage of her, she dares to let him know what pain is!
"What's wrong with me?" Chonghua took a deep breath, as if he couldn't bear it anymore: "Zhong Weiwei, don't go too far."

His expression was both innocent and depressed, angry and forbearing, Zhong Weiwei couldn't help being a little weak in his righteousness, didn't he really mean it just now?

And didn't even realize what was going on?
Is she thinking too much?
Seeing that she didn't speak, Chonghua couldn't help gnashing his teeth: "What's wrong with me? If you don't speak clearly today, don't think about it!"

Zhong Weiwei smiled obsequiously: "Second Senior Brother, I misunderstood, it's purely a misunderstanding, and the medicine is almost finished, I'll go and see..."

With oil on the soles of their feet, they slipped faster than a mouse.

When she ran away, Chonghua put away the anger on his face and thoughtfully.

Zhong Weiwei dawdled outside for a long time, and went in with the soup and medicine until there was no longer any delay.

Chonghua sat on the sidelines reviewing the memorial, saw her come in and didn't invite her, but just glanced away and looked away.

Seeing that he didn't intend to trouble her, Zhong Weiwei relaxed, and coaxed him to take the medicine again.

Again wept softly, drank all the medicine, and fell asleep clutching the corner of the quilt tightly.

Zhong Weiwei sat aside and watched You You's little face, once again feeling that this child is so pitifully well-behaved that no one can hate him.

Chonghua put down his pen, looked at Zhong Weiwei, then at Youyou on the bed, sighed, and frowned tightly.

It's another debt he owes, and I'm afraid it will take a lifetime to pay it off.

As for Zhong Weiwei, he must have owed her the debt of three lives and three generations, and he probably will not pay it off in this life.

Zhong Weiwei was tired, so he simply took off his shoes and leaned against You You, staring at the roof of the tent, pretending not to care: "What kind of person is his mother?"

Chonghua's hand paused, and a drop of bright cinnabar fell on the memorial, turning into a drop of bright blood.

After a long time, he said vaguely: "He is a very good person."

Zhong Weiwei couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, Chonghua was arrogant, it must not be an ordinary person who could win his favor.

She laughed at herself, pretending to be careless and said: "Of course I know that she is very good, she is so beautiful, she is rare in the world, right?"

Chonghua's tone was dry: "It is indeed rare in the world, and it is overwhelming."

Zhong Weiwei asked again: "Perhaps temper and character are rare in the world?"

Are you jealous?
Chonghua raised his head and looked at her, with an extraordinary light in his eyes: "Yes, she is gentle, kind, generous and strong, for the sake of the one she loves, regardless of her own safety, she dares to carry the rise and fall of a country by herself. "

If it was such a woman, she would be considered a worthy loser.

Zhong Weiwei smiled: "That was really not easy, no wonder she gave birth to such a well-behaved child." Even a petty and jealous person like her couldn't help feeling sorry for this child.

Chonghua could hear the sourness in her tone, and couldn't help laughing: "Yes, I think so too."

Zhong Weiwei couldn't laugh anymore: "Second Senior Brother, there is something I think we must explain clearly. I don't have the habit of eating leftovers."

Leftovers?

Does this refer to him?
He is leftovers?

How did he become leftovers?
She likes old gangsters like He Suoyi, but she thinks he's leftovers to him!

Just when Chonghua was a little proud, he couldn't help being angry again, raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhong Weiwei: "Zhong Weiwei, don't provoke me!"

(End of this chapter)