Mengbao's secret order, Daddy, you have to be good

Chapter 357 Did You Two Fight?
Zong Zhe pouted towards the bathroom, "Mummy's towel, do you know which one it is?"

Bai Xiaolu nodded again, and Zong Zhe patted the back of her head approvingly.

"Well, then go and wet the towel and help Mommy wipe her face."

"Understood, use lukewarm water, right?"

The little girl understands quite well, it seems that when the mother and daughter depended on each other, the little girl didn't take care of Bai Shao like this.

Zong Zhe was quite confident in his precious daughter's hands-on ability. Seeing the little girl running into the bathroom, he got up and went out, and ordered Aunt Fan to make a cup of sober tea to come in.

When Aunt Fan came over after making sober tea, Zong Zhe had already changed Bai Shao's home clothes, her precious daughter wiped her face and hands, and now the little girl went to change a towel and wipe her feet.

"Why are you so drunk?"

Aunt Fan gave Bai Shao a distressed look, put the hangover tea on the bedside table, and helped Zong Zhe lift Bai Shao up, lying on the back of the bed.

"She's happy..."

Zong Zhe copied Bai Shao's original words.

However, Aunt Fan took him as angry, "Mr. Zong, did you two quarrel?"

She asked carefully, and she spoke in a very low voice, afraid of being heard by Bai Xiaolu who ran to wash towels in the bathroom.

Zong Zhe shook his head with a smile, "How is that possible?"

Aunt Fan took a serious look at him, and after all, she couldn't see through Zongzhe's mind, so she said boldly.

"Mr. Zong, Xiao Shao has not been easy these years. If she loses her temper occasionally, you should take care of her."

Zongzhe was amused, but Bai Shao had the nerve to say that her natal family doesn't have many?Besides Guo Hong, isn't there another one?

"Aunt Fan, don't worry, Xiao Shao and I are getting along very well, we really didn't quarrel. Besides, as you said, she has not had it easy these past few years. Even if she beats me and scolds me, I will grit my teeth and bear it. Never fight back."

Aunt Fan was finally satisfied with what he said. She looked at Bai Shao, and then at the cup of hangover tea on the bedside table. After thinking about it, she still felt that it would be better not to stay and disturb the warm world of the family of three.

"The hangover tea, you can feed it to Xiao Shao."

Zong Zhe nodded with a smile, then turned to look at Bai Xiaolu who had just come out of the bathroom.

"Xiao Luzi, go out to drink soup with Grandma Fan."

Bai Xiaolu still ran over, and looked at Bai Shao who was lying on the recline with uneasiness.

"Is Mommy okay?"

Zong Zhe didn't want the little girl and Aunt Fan to worry, "She's fine, she's just tired and drank some wine, so she fell asleep."

But in fact, according to Bai Shao's drinking capacity, the half bottle of red wine really wouldn't make her drunk like this.

The little girl was dubious, eyes full of worry rolled around Bai Shao's body, until Zong Zhe leaned over to kiss her forehead, then patted her face.

"Hey, go and drink the soup. I'll give you an autograph after I feed Mommy the hangover tea."

Only then did Bai Xiaolu obediently took Aunt Fan's hand and walked out.

Zong Zhe brought the cup to her mouth, "Xiao Shao, drink some tea to hangover."

Bai Shao's eyes were tightly closed, she seemed to be in a deep sleep, but when she heard Zongzhe's words, she opened her mouth and gulped down the hangover tea in one go.

Zongzhe picked up the warm water on the bedside table again and asked her to rinse her mouth, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Bai Shao shook his head slowly, Zong Zhi asked again, "Then continue to sleep?"

This time, Bai Shao didn't nod or shake his head, but just slipped his body and lay flat on the bed.

Zong Zhe shook his head helplessly, clicked his tongue, and scolded softly, "This drunk cat, if you are drunk, your IQ will still go up from time to time."

Zong Zhe took the pillow and put Bai Shao under her head, and helped her cover the quilt again, then got up and went out.

Bai Xiaolu and Aunt Fan are sitting in the living room drinking soup, while Bai Xiaolu's homework is neatly piled up on the coffee table.

Zong Zhe walked over, sat down cross-legged beside the coffee table, took the homework book and read it carefully.

"Daddy, this soup is delicious, is it made by uncle?" I don't know where the little girl got the idea, but she thought it was made by Guo Hong.

Zong Zhe asked, "Your uncle can make soup?"

Bai Xiaolu shook his head, "How would I know?"

Zong Zhe felt better, "We are eating in a restaurant, and your uncle asked the boss to pack this soup for you to drink."

Bai Xiaolu took another sip, "Oh, then I'll call him after school tomorrow to thank him."

The little girl is very well educated, and she knows how to be considerate.

When you receive favors from others, you will be grateful.

"Well, as long as you remember." Zong Zhe didn't want to make his daughter jealous because of this.

In his opinion, it is something to be happy to have one more person who loves his daughter.

After Zongzhe helped Bai Xiaolu check the homework and signed it, the little girl and Aunt Fan also finished the soup.

Aunt Fan put away the bowls, and soon leaned out from the kitchen again.

"Mr. Zong, I made some wontons for you as a supper, do you want to eat now?"

Tonight's meal unexpectedly suits Zongzhe's appetite, and he and Guo Hong chatted happily, so he is quite full after eating.

"Thank you, Aunt Fan. I won't eat it now. I'll save it for breakfast tomorrow. Anyway, Xiaolu likes it."

Aunt Fan then nodded and retreated to wash the dishes and tidy up the kitchen.

Zong Zhe accompanied his daughter to pack up her homework, carried her to bed, and told a bedtime story for ten minutes. Seeing that the little girl had fallen asleep, she went back to the master bedroom to take a bath and sleep.

In the first half of the night, he slept soundly and soundly, but in the second half of the night, he dreamed that he held a burning stove in his arms.

The hot and hot feeling was so real that Zong Zhe woke up with a start.

When he woke up, he broke out in a cold sweat.

The white peony in his arms was really hot like a stove.

Zong Zhe was so impatient that he got out of bed, washed up carelessly, put on his clothes, put a thick coat on Bai Shao, picked her up and ran out.

The driver had been waiting in the garage, and when he carried the person into the back seat, the driver hurriedly started the car.

"Master Zong, which hospital do you want to go to?"

"Where are you going, it's burning too badly."

Zong Zhe has no experience in taking care of patients. In the past, when he himself was sick, Yuan Ye was basically there whenever he was called.

As for Bai Shao, when I was with him, except for the broken bones at the beginning, I basically never saw her get sick.

And Bai Xiaolu is also a baby with a strong body like a cow, and Zong Zhe has never seen her get sick for so long.

Therefore, the burning of Baishao made his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys burn hot and painful.

"Then let's go to the Second Courtyard, just turn the corner ahead."

Ping was Zong Zhe who gave the order, and he was a little bit confused at this meeting, he nodded indiscriminately, and the driver did whatever he said.

"Young Master Zong, do you know the dean of the Second Hospital, do you want to call him?"

The driver was the same as before, and he had been with Zongzhe for a long time, and he had never seen Zongzhe so at a loss.

Assuming that Bai Shao was suffering from some acute and serious illness, she reminded him too much.

Zong Zhe suddenly realized, picked up the phone and pulled it out, completely ignoring that it was only past three o'clock in the morning.

(End of this chapter)