How can the president be fierce

Chapter 233 I'll Come Back to See My Wife, Where's My Wife? (one more)
The man looked indifferent: "Well, I'll come back to see my wife, and I'll be back tomorrow."

Uncle Zhou didn't know what to say, so he held up his umbrella and followed along.

The light outside was not very good, and he only vaguely saw that the young master seemed to have lost some weight. When he entered the living room, he found that his face was frighteningly pale. Thinking of his suppressed cough on the phone, he couldn't help asking: "Master, are you healthy?" Uncomfortable? Shall I ask the doctor to come over and take a look at you?"

Liang Musheng took off his coat, raised his watch and looked at the time: "No, where's your wife?"

Uncle Zhou suffocated: "Madam... went out."

Liang Musheng didn't doubt that he was there, frowned and coughed twice, his voice was a little hoarse, and asked again: "Where is the old man?"

"The old man has something to do. He went to Mu's house and may have to come back later."

"Ah."

Liang Musheng stopped talking and went straight upstairs.

He rushed back all the way, especially with the strong atmosphere of war in Ukraine, full of hostility.

Went upstairs to freshen up, and changed into a set of clean and soft casual clothes, as if the blood had been washed away, and he returned to his handsome and handsome appearance.

Uncle Zhou handed over the brewed tea: "Master, you drink tea..."

The man rolled up his sleeves and went straight around him: "No need, my wife will be back soon, I'll cook some dishes she likes."

Uncle Zhou was suffocated, and signaled the maid with his eyes to call and urge the old man again, and then followed up.

It's past meal time, and the chefs are off work. When he passed by, Liang Musheng was taking the ingredients out of the refrigerator one by one.

"Master, I think you look very bad, why don't you go and have a rest first? We'll leave these things to the people."

They all have professional chef certificates, but their cooking skills are not as good as the chefs specially invited from France. Unless the chefs are off work, they are generally not used.

Liang Musheng coughed softly, as if feeling a little uncomfortable, propped his hands on the cooking table for a few seconds, and then said: "It's okay, I've been away for more than 20 days, and I didn't bother to tell her , she should be angry, if I don't behave well today, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave tomorrow."

After coughing a few times, his voice became hoarse almost instantly.

Uncle Zhou was startled when he saw it: "Master, are you injured somewhere? I'll call the doctor to come over and show you."

Liang Musheng didn't bother him, and began to clear the ingredients skillfully.

When Mr. Liang rushed back, the doctor was re-bandaging Liang Musheng's wound, his eyes went dark from the bloody gunshot wound, and he almost passed out.

Finally regaining consciousness, the crutches slapped the ground: "Why did you get hurt?!! What did Yoji and the others do? Before leaving, I told them to take good care of you, and they must take good care of you!! How do you all do it?!"

Liang Mu Shengjun had no expression on his face: "Okay, stop yelling, don't blame them, it's my own carelessness."

As he said that, he looked at Uncle Zhou: "Go to the kitchen to see if the fish soup is ready? My wife likes to drink fish soup the most. If it is boiled for too long, the taste will not be so good."

Uncle Zhou responded, glanced at the old man inexplicably, and then left.

Mr. Liang was short of breath, and frowned: "You look like this, how can you go back to Ukraine tomorrow? Not to mention that it's so dangerous over there now, it's not enough to just travel long distances."

(End of this chapter)