Sweet Wife in Palm: Mysterious Husband Loves Deeply

Chapter 436

Coming out of the hospital, thinking that Ming Youyin would definitely suffer from taking traditional Chinese medicine, he passed by a candy store and bought some candies and preserved fruits.

"Thank you, Brother Zhan!" Ming Youyin happily took the bag, took out a piece of preserved fruit and put it in his mouth, it was sour and sweet.

She smiled happily and nodded, "It's delicious! Brother Zhan, you are so kind!"

She put her arms around Zhan Yunting's neck, gave a sweet kiss, and smiled at the corners of her brows and eyes.

The depression brought by Mr. Fu was swept away, and Zhan Yunting's heart was warm and bright, as if the bright sunshine had shone into it.

He held her shoulders, walked into the kitchen, looked at the Chinese medicine simmering in the casserole, "How many times a day?"

"Twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening, it's best to drink on an empty stomach," Ming Youyin sticks out her tongue playfully, "I got up late today and stayed up late, and I'll adjust my schedule in the future to go to bed early and get up early to be healthy. "

Zhan Yunting glanced at her bright red lips, thinking of her entanglement with him last night, trying those positions that are easy to get pregnant.

For her, she wanted to have a child as soon as possible. For him, every posture could make his blood boil and lose his mind.

She probably didn't know how much she attracted him.

After turning off the light and holding her in his arms, he was no longer the calm, resolute, cold and composed him in the daytime.

He hugged her and couldn't stop.

Her physical strength is far less than his, and she is left to toss by him, so it's not like she can't get up in the morning.

He bowed his head and kissed her, "You teach me, I'll boil it for you, and you can drink it when you wake up in the morning."

"No need," Ming Youyin shook his head vigorously, "You have already worked very hard at work, I haven't started school yet, I only make rice worms, if I still make you get up early to make medicine, then I will bully you too much."

Zhan Yunting chuckled and touched her face, "It's not bullying, I am willing."

He is willing to do anything for her.

What is boiling medicine?
Ming Youyin looked at Zhan Yunting and then at the traditional Chinese medicine, feeling a little conflicted.

She and Brother Zhan are newly married. During the day, Brother Zhan looks cold and restrained, but at night, he becomes enthusiastic like a different person.

Her physique is considered good among girls, but compared with Brother Zhan, it is absolutely heaven and earth.

Every night when she was sleeping, she felt that she was hollowed out by Brother Zhan, and she really couldn't get up in the morning.

But now she is a pure rice worm, the kind who only eats but does not work. She eats the meal cooked by Brother Zhan every day. Just enough.

But if Brother Zhan got up an hour earlier to make medicine for her, she couldn't bear it.

Brother Zhan has a fixed time to go to the company.

Unlike her, sooner or later is fine.

Before she could come to a conclusion, Zhan Yunting had already embraced her with one hand, picked up the prescription sign on the dressing table with the other, and began to read it carefully.

It was also the first time for Ming Youyin to cook medicine at such a big age, and she didn't know how to do it either.

She asked the nurse to help, and wrote the method of boiling the medicine on the prescription sign. When she first boiled the medicine, she did it step by step according to the prescription sign.

She saw her eldest brother Zhan glance at ten lines, then put the prescription sign on the dressing table, and repeated the method, "I will boil it tomorrow, and you can sleep until you wake up naturally."

Ming Youyin put her arms around his neck, her eyes full of praise: "Brother Zhan, you are so smart!"

Her eldest brother Zhan is definitely a genius. He is super fast in learning everything and basically has an unforgettable memory.

She considers herself to be a relatively spiritual person, with a good memory and high comprehension, but compared with Brother Zhan, she is still far behind.

This is called talent, which is rewarded by God, and cannot be learned by learning.

She put her arms around Brother Zhan's neck, looked at him with a smile, eyes full of joy and anticipation: "Brother Zhan, you are so smart, we will have a baby in the future, he must be as smart as you, and when he goes to school, he must be grateful to us for giving birth to him!" Such a useful brain."

It's better to have a photographic memory like her and big brother.

Wouldn't it be easy to have a baby with an unforgettable memory and get the first [-]% in the exam?

The other kids must be envious of him!
When she was in school, her mind was quite good, and she could memorize a text after reading it three or five times.

Many of her classmates have to read it at least ten times before they can recite it.

She has seen the skills of her eldest brother Zhan. As long as it is not too difficult to remember, she can memorize eight|nine in one pass, and she can recite it proficiently in two passes.

Brother Zhan is amazing!
She has a good vision, and she has found such a powerful husband.

She looked at Zhan Yunting with joy, her eyes gleaming with joy and admiration.

Watching her like that, Zhan Yunting's whole body felt warm and harmonious, as if soaked in hot spring water, his mood was calm and his whole body was comfortable.

When I was with her, all the things I encountered before became insignificant, just looking at her, I felt infinite joy and satisfaction.

"Ah..." Ming Youyin yelled suddenly, let go of Zhan Yunting's neck, opened the lid of another casserole, and patted his chest: "It's okay, it's not dry!"

She was making chicken soup for Luo Jiafu while making medicine, and when she saw Zhan Yunting, she forgot everything.

Traditional Chinese medicine is boiled slowly and carefully, and it will not dry out in a while.

The chicken soup for Luo Jiafu was still on fire, it would be bad if it dried up.

Zhan Yunting took a look: "Want to drink chicken soup?"

He planned in his mind that he would get up early tomorrow morning and go to the morning market to buy a freshly slaughtered black-bone chicken.

"No," Ming Youyin shook her head, and carefully stirred the chicken soup with a spoon, "This is for Xiaofu. Anyway, Xiaofu was sent to the hospital in Tianxue shop, although strictly speaking, we There is no responsibility, but if we really encounter troublesome people, we must say that we are responsible, and we can't escape... I want that poor baby, I feel bad, and I will make soup for Xiaofu to nourish my body."

Zhan Yunting stared at her with more tender eyes.

Ming Youyin's character looks lively and jumpy, but her heart is soft and kind, the more she understands her, the more she likes her.

After boiling the medicine and drying it to a suitable temperature, Ming Youyin drank the medicine in one gulp.

Seeing her drink the medicine, her bitter facial features wrinkled together, Zhan Yunting was so distressed, but Ming Youyin didn't notice it, after drinking it, she stuck out her tongue, ate a few preserved fruits, smiled again, and was alive and kicking.

Zhan Yunting raised his hand and patted her head: "If we drink enough in the future, we will stop drinking."

"Then how?" Ming Youyin said without thinking, "It must be cured!"

She must give Brother Zhan a baby.

Give birth to several!

She drank the Chinese medicine, waited for half an hour, and ate something. The chicken soup was almost done.

She asked Zhan Yunting: "Brother Zhan, I'm going to see Xiaofu, will you go with me?"

Zhan Yunting originally wanted to go with her, but the company suddenly needed him to go back to deal with something, "I'll take you to the gate of the hospital, I have something to go back to the company."

Ming Youyin smiled: "Go, go! You are not familiar with Xiaofu, if you go, you two will feel uncomfortable."

The two left home, and after Zhan Yunting sent Ming Youyin to the hospital, he went to the company.

Ming Youyin took the chicken soup and went to Luo Jiafu's ward.

Knocking on the door and entering, I saw Jiang's mother standing at the end of the bed crying, Jiang Chengyi half kneeling beside Luo Jiafu's hospital bed, his eyes were red, and his expression was sad.

(End of this chapter)