Money fans cute baby come to cheat father

Chapter 717

Tweety suddenly felt her back go stiff, and swallowed her saliva. She turned her head slowly, looked up at the sick-looking man on the chief seat, and asked cautiously, "Patriarch, what else can you order?"

He Lanming pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then waved to her and said, "Go, call Dr. Bai for me."

"Yes." Tweety was afraid that he would have any other ideas, so she hurriedly left.

Not long after, Bai Shaohua, who smelled of bitter Chinese medicine, walked into the main hall, raised his eyes and glanced at him, and asked, "Patriarch, what do you want me for?"

Seeing him, the expression on He Lanming's face immediately softened a lot. He pointed to the chair next to him and said to him enthusiastically, "Doctor Bai, come and sit down!"

Bai Shaohua pursed his lips and remained silent for half a second, and finally walked in front of him, cupping his hands, "Is the Patriarch feeling unwell recently?"

It's strange to say that He Lanming's body is indeed much better than before after he was replaced with the internal organs of the female disciple who matched him very well.

Not only did the cough gradually get better, but the pain in the five internal organs also decreased a lot.Except for the two scars left by the surgery on my body, which still hurt a little in rainy days, there are really no other problems.

However, He Lanming suddenly covered his heart with his hands, "Doctor Bai, I always feel that sleeping at night is not very safe recently!"

"Oh? Can't you sleep well?" Bai Shaohua pondered for a moment, and then said, "Then, I will prescribe a calming medicine for the Patriarch."

"Doctor Bai, why don't you take my pulse first and see if there's something serious wrong." While speaking, He Lanming grabbed his hand that was placed by the table and covered his chest.

"Patriarch." Bai Shaohua quickly withdrew his hand, seeing his expression at this time, his handsome eyebrows frowned, "Let me feel your pulse."

At the beginning, He Lanming had been reminded that changing into a woman's internal organs would have bad side effects, so he insisted on taking a gamble, but now it's good, he has become such a virtuous person, Bai Shaohua wants to avoid him and hide far away .

"Okay!" He Lanming put one hand in front of him, rested his cheek with the other hand, and stared at him affectionately.

Bai Shaohua took a deep breath and clasped his three fingers on his pulse gate. After a while, he withdrew his hand and said to him, "Patriarch, your five internal organs don't have any obvious rejection reaction, and your pulse condition is also It is extremely normal. I will prescribe you a soothing decoction, and I believe that your insomnia will be cured after drinking it twice."

"Doctor Bai, it's almost summer now, and I think my face is really dry!" He Lanming stretched out his slender fingers, stroked his cheek lightly, and asked, pinching his throat, "Do you have any beauty treatments?" How about prescribing the prescription for me too?"

Listening to his eccentric tone, Bai Shaohua almost vomited out the last night's meal.

However, he still maintained a calm expression on his face, "If the Patriarch needs it, I will also prescribe it to you." After saying that, he went to fetch calligraphy and wrote two prescriptions.

He Lanming smiled at him, and blinked at him twice, "Doctor Bai, you take care of me tirelessly every day, tonight I will ask the small kitchen to cook more of your favorite dishes, and save them for dinner How are you?"

"Patriarch, your body has not fully recovered, and I have to continue to develop new medicines to suppress the rejection of your five internal organs. If you don't take care of it, maybe it won't be long before you will continue to change your five organs."

Hearing this, He Lanming's complexion couldn't help but change. More than a year ago, he changed his internal organs for the first time, coughed painfully every day, and almost coughed up blood. He still remembers it vividly. No one wants to experience this kind of pain again.

Thinking of this, he didn't want to keep him anymore, but there was more reluctance in his eyes, "Okay, Doctor Bai, remember to come back tomorrow and help me feel the pulse."

"Yes." Bai Shaohua arched his hands, turned around and strode away. After walking out of the yard, he wiped the hand that He Lanming had grabbed on his long gown vigorously a few times.

Late at night.

An uninvited guest ushered in the Chu family's villa.

"What are you doing here?" Chu Heng looked at the tall man standing in front of him, and his handsome eyebrows frowned.

The dusty Chu Aotian glanced at him, sneered, raised his chin and asked proudly, "Why can't I come?"

In the past two years, for some reason, the relationship between the father and son has become more rigid invisibly.

Chu Heng met his gaze, lifted his thin lips, and said slowly, "Because, I don't welcome you."

Chu Aotian didn't care about his words, and replied in the same indifferent tone, "Don't be sentimental, I didn't come to see you, I came to my grandson."

Scanning the living room, he asked again, "Where are the others?"

"Xiao Le is practicing shooting in the garden, you'd better not disturb..." Before Chu Heng finished speaking, Chu Aotian had disappeared in a teleport.

Apparently he had gone to the garden to disturb his grandson.

In the garden, a small figure was standing on the open grass. His glasses were wearing a big eyepatch, and a pair of exaggerated big eyes were drawn on the eyepatch.

At this time, he was holding a delicate pistol in his hand, and he listened to the sound to identify his position with his ears sideways.

'boom!boom!boom!boom! '

With a slight movement of the pinnae, Yan Zile pursed the corners of his mouth, and the gun in his hand had already been fired.

A hundred meters away, on the moving targets, the green paint hit the targets.

"Good marksmanship!" A deep and mellow voice came from behind.

"Daddy, have I improved a lot?" Yan Zile proudly put away the pistol and pulled off the blindfold on his face.

However, after seeing the appearance of the man in front of him clearly, he couldn't help but widen his big eyes in surprise, "Hey, aren't you daddy? Then who are you?"

The man in front of him was tall and straight, with handsome facial features, and he was even seven or eight points similar to Chu Heng in his eyebrows and expression, but he looked much more mature than Chu Heng.

Chu Aotian looked at the little guy who looked only five or six years old in front of him, his small face overlapped with Chu Heng's childhood appearance more than 20 years ago, the expression in his eyes softened a bit, and he smiled kindly at him Said, "You are Xiaole, right? I am your grandfather."

"Grandpa?" Yan Zile looked at him with his head tilted, blinked his big eyes, and asked in a soft voice, "Are you my daddy's dad?"

"Yes." Listening to his childish voice, Chu Aotian felt much happier, "I wanted to see you for a long time, and you are indeed a descendant of my Chu family, and you look very upright."

"Grandpa, I just finished gun practice. Let's go, let me go chat with you for a while!" Yan Zile clapped his little hands, walked over to hold his big hand.

(End of this chapter)