The local tyrant president is not easy to mess with

Chapter 311 Leg Pain Is Not Disabled
"Butterfly..."

Just when she was about to go out and find someone to knock open the bathroom door, He Yacheng's voice came from inside, a little low and weak.

"Yacheng, you open the door first!" Hu Die's heart tightened, He Yacheng's monthly retreat was inconvenient, what if he really fell? !

"I'm fine. Don't worry, my foot slipped and I just fell, but I didn't get hurt." He Yacheng leaned against the wall, holding on to the edge of the bathtub, tried several times but couldn't stand up, the pain in the moon retreated Sharpened by another fall and bump.

"Then you open the door too! Open the door quickly! If you don't open it, I'll call someone to smash the door!" Hu Die heard He Yacheng's voice, but she was still worried.

"Don't come in, Hu Die, I'll continue taking a shower, what are you doing knocking on the door?" He Yacheng gasped every time he said a word, his face became even redder, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his body was covered with drops of sweat. I can't tell the difference.

"He Yacheng! You must make me worry to death, so you are happy, right?!" Hu Die kicked on the door panel angrily, crying loudly.

"Okay, Hu Die, don't cry! I'll open the door for you." He Yacheng heard Hu Die crying so loudly, and his heart ached so badly. While comforting her, he tried to stand up slowly from the ground, but he still couldn't stand up. When I got up, I had no choice but to crawl to the door, and pulled the towel around my waist by the way.

When he reached the door, he pulled the doorknob, stood up hard, leaned against the wall, and opened the door for Hu Die.

"Do you think I'm doing well?" He said to Hu Die calmly, with a faint smile on his face.

Hu Die ignored him, and directly pulled him to sit and look to the right, and also specially checked his right moon back, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure that there was no injury.

"Do you know that you scared me to death?! You..." Hu Die cried and hugged He Yacheng's waist, "Next time we will wash together."

"Then we'll probably have to stay in the bathroom for several hours." He Yacheng gritted his teeth and said as relaxedly as possible.

"Be serious! I'm not joking with you!" Hu Die stared, what if he fell down, and not every time he was as lucky as today, he would not be injured.

"Hu Die, I'm suffering from Yuetui pain, and I'm not disabled anymore. You make me feel like a disabled person, and I feel uncomfortable." He Yacheng said half-jokingly, half-seriously.

He doesn't know what will happen in the future after his monthly retirement. He completely gave up hope before she came back, but when he meets her again, he doesn't intend to give up anymore, but no one knows what the result will be, and no one can give it. He has an affirmative answer.

"Bah, bah, bah! You'd better stop saying those two words!" Hu Die held her mouth and was about to cry again.

She would rather he be the He Yacheng who likes to play with women, or the He Yacheng who treats her badly, or the immature and irresponsible He Yacheng, than to turn him into the He Yacheng who is missing arms and retreating a lot!

"Just say what you want, don't care about it." He Yacheng wiped Hu Die's tears with heartache, she actually cared more about his health than he did.

"Have you finished washing?" Hu Die choked up and asked.

"Done. Let's go out."

"Yeah." Hu Die supported He Yacheng's arm and walked to the bedroom together.

He Yacheng walked a little slowly, every step was like walking on the tip of a knife, the pain was sharp, and the little moon retreated was as heavy as lead, it was difficult to lift it up, but he still gritted his teeth Do your best to maintain a normal walking posture while walking.

In the bedroom, there was still a layer of sweat on his face, Hu Die went to twist a towel to wipe his face, and when his hand touched his forehead, he realized that his temperature was a bit scary.

"You have a high fever! We have to go to the hospital!" Hu Die threw the towel and went to find clothes for He Yacheng.

"No need. Hu Die, if I have a cold, I just need to take one pill and it will be fine. You go to the table and get it. There is a bottle there, which contains cold medicine." He Yacheng pointed to the bottle on the table.

Hu Die wanted to cool down He Yacheng first, so she listened to him, went to get a medicine bottle for him, and went out to pour water. When she came back, he had already fed the pills in his mouth, and she quickly gave him water.

"Yacheng, we still have to go to the hospital. Fever is not a simple illness." Hu Die took a towel to wipe his sweat again.

"It's not that serious. Hu Die, I'm so sleepy, I want to rest, I want to hold you to rest." He Yacheng held Hu Die's hand, and said a little tiredly, the voice was very low, a bit like muttering to himself.

"Then you cover the quilt first, and I'll come after I take a shower." Hu Die moved He Yacheng's hot body to the center of the quilt, and covered him with the quilt.

"It's hot, don't cover it..." He Yacheng lifted the quilt in a daze, clenched one hand tightly into a fist, and pinched his palm with his cut short nails, letting the pain overwhelm him. Keep yourself conscious.

"Hey, cover it, I'll be right back!" Hu Die covered He Yacheng with the quilt again, and then quickly rushed to take a battle bath.

But just like that, when she came out, He Yacheng was still asleep, and the quilt was thrown to the ground by him.

She picked up the quilt and covered him again, lying gently beside him, hugging him, not daring to sleep, observing whether the temperature of his body had dropped.

Suddenly remembered that wiping the palms with alcohol could bring down the fever, so she ran to the living room to find the alcohol she had bought before, took medical cotton, and slowly wiped the palms for him bit by bit, and his high fever subsided only in the middle of the night , she was relieved.

He Yacheng was sweating all over, and his hair was soaked with sweat, so she brought a basin of hot water, wiped his body with a towel, and wiped his hair to make sure the temperature on the thermometer was normal , dare to lie back again.

She hugged him tightly, feeling a little distressed, blaming herself for being busy with work recently and not having time to care about him, that's why he got sick.

He is also a young master who doesn't need to do anything by himself, but when he came to Paris with her, he acted like a full-time nanny, playing many roles such as driver, chef, boyfriend, mother, father, etc. by himself. It's no wonder I'm not tired from my personal work.

"Yacheng, it's all my fault. After I finish working these few days, we will go back to China. I will give myself a vacation and accompany you to concentrate on medical treatment." She pressed a kiss between his brows and closed her eyes go to sleep.

The crisp birdsong is accompanied by sunlight coming in through the glass windows, even through thick curtains, you can still hear it clearly.

Hu Die turned over, took out her mobile phone from the C head cabinet, looked at the time, then sat up with a grunt, "Ya Cheng, it's already noon, why didn't you call me!"

But she lowered her head, there was no sign of He Yacheng beside her, she quickly put on her clothes, rushed to the living room to find someone, there was nothing in the living room except a note.

"If you're tired, take a rest. Breakfast is in the kitchen. I'll go to the company to handle business for you, and I'll come back in the afternoon to pick you up."

Hu Die rubbed her face. Ya Cheng had a high fever yesterday, and he went to help her with business affairs just because she was ill. She, a healthy person, slept at home until noon. What a sin.

She turned around to wash up, ate the breakfast specially made for her by He Yacheng, and then went to the company.

"Mr. Hu, Mr. He is in your office. He said he doesn't need me to report to you, you know that." Xiaoya knows the relationship between He Yacheng and Hu Die, and knows that he is half of her boss in the future, so what he said, she listen.

"Yeah. Go buy a glass of milk and come back." After Hu Die instructed Xiaoya, she opened the door of the office and walked in.

"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to rest at home?" He Yacheng was staring at the computer screen, raised his head from behind, and looked at Hu Die who came in.

"Let me see if you have taken away my business secrets." Hu Die jokingly said, then walked over and put his hand on his forehead, "Fortunately, there is no fever anymore! Can't you not torment yourself? The illness is just right , come and work for me."

"I'm a man, so my body breaks down so easily. You took care of me yesterday and didn't have a good rest at night. You should have a good rest today." Besides, she has been busy with work recently and has no time to rest. She can take a day off today.

"I'm fine. Ya Cheng, you take a break, I'll do it." Hu Die pulled He Yacheng to the side of the sofa and sat down, while she returned to her desk and started to work quickly. "I thought your efficiency would be very low since you haven't done clothing, but I didn't expect your efficiency to be quite high."

"It's all about management. The management of each company is similar and has its own characteristics. Although I don't know your characteristics, I know what to do in normal situations." He Yacheng said with a smile, "As long as you don't ask me to draw for you Clothing design drawings, everything else is ok."

"I thought you were going to draw the blueprints for me!" Hu Die heard the knock on the door and shouted, "Come in!"

Xiaoya came in with the milk, "Mr. Hu, this is the milk you want."

"Give it to Mr. He."

Xiaoya obeyed the boss's order, gave the milk to He Yacheng, and went out.

Hu Die was working, and He Yacheng was helping occasionally.

"Yacheng, I ask you to be my assistant at a high price!" Hu Die smiled and joked with He Yacheng, but with his help, the work went smoothly.

"Then I want to be a personal assistant! The very intimate one!"

"You think beautifully! After taking my salary, you still want to possess my beauty!" Hu Die hugged He Yacheng's neck and stretched.

"I'll squeeze your shoulders for you." He Yacheng squeezed Hu Die's shoulders as he spoke, "If you sit for a long time, you should stand up and take a walk, go for a walk, even if it's in the tea room, in short, you have to exercise, otherwise you will be hurt. Cervical and lumbar spine is not good."

"I know, but I forget every time I get busy." Hu Die twisted her neck, her shoulders were pinched comfortably by He Yacheng, and his technique was just like that of a professional masseur.

"Then I'll send you a text message every day to remind you." He Yacheng said this, after pinching Hu Die's shoulders, he actually set an alarm clock on his phone, and every day when the alarm clock rang, he would send a text message to Hu Die to tell her to go out walk around.

"Ya Cheng, you are so kind to me! It would be great if you were so kind to me from the beginning." Then there would be no car accident, no being stopped by Mother He, no loss of the child, and no Separation, let alone one wants to marry and the other wants to marry now, but it is delayed because of some things, and it can't be done for a while.

"Well, it's my fault. I made you suffer. Hu Die, I won't make you suffer anymore. I will bear all the suffering." He Yacheng said dotingly to Hu Die, helping her pack her things, "Let's go."

"In the future, none of us will suffer, and we will live a good life. Yacheng, I promise, as long as your mother tells the truth, I will marry you immediately."

"Yes." He Yacheng agreed in one syllable, without further words.

Before coming to Paris, if Hu Die said so, he would definitely agree to her.But after last night, he really didn't dare to promise her so rashly, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to keep his promise to her.

Hu Die didn't care about He Yacheng's plain appearance, anyway, as long as he talked about He's mother, he and she would feel unnatural.

He Yacheng took Hu Die to an old restaurant in District [-], where you can eat the most authentic traditional French dishes.

"Soda water, almonds, pistachios, do you want cheese?" He Yacheng ordered an appetizer.

"No. That's all." Hu Die knows that there are five steps in a traditional French meal, and she likes the fourth step the most, so she has to save her appetite until the end.

For the appetizer, He Yacheng ordered vegetable soup, while Hu Die ordered the seafood plate. The lemon and oysters covered the fishy smell of the seafood, and the taste was very good.

When they were almost used up, the waiter came to clean up the knives, forks and plates for the appetizers, and set out the tableware that matched the main course.

"Salmon." Hu Die ordered the main course.

"I want salmon too," He Yacheng ordered the same one as Hu Die, and then served it with white wine and white rice, completely French.

"I've been in Paris for so long, but I haven't found this authentic traditional French restaurant." Hu Die thinks the food tastes good, but she, who loves food so much, doesn't know it exists. Ambitious.

"Is it because you seldom come here?" He Yacheng ate very little, and he ate a little of all the food, leaving more than half, "I am very familiar with this place, and I know many good restaurants. In the future Family by family will take you to eat."

"Okay!" Hu Die looked at He Yacheng's dinner plate, thinking that he had just recovered from a serious illness so he had no appetite, and he didn't think it was strange.

After eating the main course, it is the fourth step of dessert, which is dispensable for the French, but essential for Hu Die.Because there is the ice cream that she can't put it down the most, and cakes of various flavors.

"Is it really so delicious?" He Yacheng didn't ask for dessert, but directly ordered coffee.

The French generally like to drink a cup of coffee after a meal. They believe that coffee can relieve greasy, so this last step is necessary to eat a traditional French meal.

"Yeah." Butterfly nodded, enjoying the deliciousness of the ice cream, "You can't imagine how attractive ice cream is to girls!"

He Yacheng couldn't help laughing, "It's better to eat less of such cold things, it stimulates the stomach."

(End of this chapter)