Domineering president's special love

Shi Qinghuan naturally called Chu mo. how can Chu Shixiong hide his illness?

However, instead of telling Chu Mo in person, she asked Chu Jingbo to talk to Chu Mo Tong.

After receiving a call from Shi Qinghuan, Chu Mo was excited. "Qinghuan?"

"Chu ink."

When he heard this, he heard Chu Jingbo's voice and cried, "come and see Grandpa, grandpa can't get up!"

"What?"

Chu Mo's face changed greatly, "Jingbao, give Qinghuan your mobile phone... Let her tell me."

"Oh." Chu Jingbo tearfully handed his mobile phone to Shi Qinghuan.

Shi Qinghuan had to answer, "Hey, Chu mo."

"Qinghuan." Chu Mo said in a deep voice, "are you with Jingbao now? What happened to my grandpa? "

"Don't be so nervous. Mr. Chu is suffering from gout... Come and have a look." Shi Qinghuan hurriedly explained, "it seems that Mr. Chu doesn't want to see a doctor. Look... How to arrange it."

"OK." Chu Mo repeatedly promised, "I'll come right away, doctor. I'll take it."

"Yes." Shi Qinghuan nodded, "I'll take care of it before you come... Don't panic."

"OK."

Chu Mo was stunned and his voice was a little astringent when he promised.

After hanging up the phone, Shi Qinghuan rubbed Chu Jingbo's head. "Jingbao doesn't cry. My uncle will come soon... Now, take me to see Grandpa, OK?"

"Yes!" Chu Jingbo nodded his bald head and took Shi Qinghuan to their delivery room.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Chu Shixiong's slight hum. When Qinghuan subconsciously frowned, it seemed very painful.

She went over and stood by the bed. "Mr. Chu."

Chu Shixiong slowly opened his eyes and was surprised to see Shi Qinghuan, "Qinghuan girl."

"Yes." Shi Qinghuan smiled, "how are you? Does the leg hurt badly? "

Chu Shixiong looked pale, but shook his head, "I'm used to it."

Shi Qinghuan frowned slightly and looked at the tea table on one side. On it, there was the vegetarian Zhai sent by the temple. It didn't move.

She couldn't help asking, "Mr. Chu, didn't you have dinner?"

"Hey..." Chu Shixiong shook his head, "it doesn't matter. I can't eat it."

"Qinghuan." When Chu Jingbo pulled Qinghuan's sleeve, his eyes were full of tears.

"Grandpa is in pain. He picked up the chopsticks... And put them down again! Moreover, these grasses are terrible... Grandpa is ill and can't eat delicious food. Sobbing, grandpa is too poor. "

Grass? Yes, vegetarianism is not grass?

Shi Qinghuan frowned and looked at Chu Shixiong. "Mr. Chu, do you have anything to eat?"

"Hey..."

Chu Shixiong sighed and shook his head.

"People are old and have no requirements for anything."

Said, but suddenly narrowed his eyes, "when I was young, I ate a piece of rice noodles... That taste is really good."

"Rice noodles?" Shi Qinghuan frowned, "this is very easy."

"No, no..." Chu Shixiong shook his head. "No, few people can make that taste now... The soup is boiled very thick, and the rice noodles are kneaded by hand. Unlike today's things, they are piled with seasonings."

Shi Qinghuan listened quietly. Unexpectedly, old people like Chu Shixiong would miss ordinary food.

She wondered, "didn't you let the family cook do it?"

"Oh, yes."

Chu Shixiong sighed, "why not? Unfortunately, although they are Michelin chefs, they can't make that taste. "

Shi Qinghuan thought about it. According to Chu Shixiong, it's not difficult. Besides, the rice noodle he said... Grandma taught her to make it when she was a child. However, she hasn't done it for a long time, and she's not sure whether she can make the taste.

Shi Qinghuan looked at the vegetarian meal on the table. "Mr. Chu, anyway, you can't have an empty stomach. You'd better eat first."

"Hey..." Chu Shixiong looked at her and sighed, "OK."

Shi Qinghuan helped him sit up, "come on, I'll bring it to you -"

Chu Shixiong took it and reluctantly took two bites, but his leg really hurt, "ouch -"

Shi Qinghuan frowned and looked at his watch. Why hasn't Chu Mo come yet?

"Mr. Chu, just a moment." Shi Qinghuan immediately stood up and walked out.

Chu Jingbo was nervous. "Qinghuan, are you leaving?"

Shi Qinghuan rubbed his head. "I won't go. Jingbao is here with Grandpa. I'll be back soon, good."

"Yes!" Chu Jingbo nodded, "Qinghuan should come back soon."

"OK." Shi Qinghuan promised and hurried out.

Through this Buddhist temple, Shi Qinghuan found the monk of the temple.

"Hours? Just in time, I was about to send you ginger soup. I thought you were gone... "

Shi Qinghuan didn't take the ginger soup, but hurriedly asked, "little master, do you have turmeric, mint and tangerine peel?"

"Er... Yes." Little master nodded. These things are not special.

Shi Qing laughed. "Then, can you give me some?"

As she said, she took out her wallet from her bag. "I'll pay for incense."

The little master smiled. "You're welcome. These things are not worth much. Please follow me."

"Well, OK, thank you."

……

When Chu Mo brought the doctor, Chu Shixiong was putting down his job. He really couldn't eat it.

To be honest, he has endured enough fasting meals in the temple! Especially now that gout is torturing him, he is even more impatient. If it weren't for competing with Chu Mo, would he make his life so miserable?

"Grandpa."

Chu Mo stepped in. Chu Shixiong was angry when he saw him. "What are you doing here? Get out! "

Chu Mo twisted his eyebrows and let him lose his temper. He saw the doctor. "Go and see the old man."

"Yes, Mr. Chu."

The doctor promised to come forward. Chu Shixiong was still angry and stared at Chu Jingbo, "junior brother, are you right? I said, "don't tell him!"

"Not him."

Chu Mo shook his head and sighed, "Qinghuan, Qinghuan told me."

"Oh?" Chu Shixiong was stunned and squinted, "have you contacted?"

"Yes." Chu Mo frowned and nodded. Subconsciously looked around, "she... Left?"

Before Chu Shixiong could speak, Qinghuan came in again with a bag in his hand. There was a faint fragrance in the bag, which was the fragrance of plants.

"Qinghuan..." Chu Mo's eyes fell on her as soon as she came in.

Shi Qinghuan nodded at him, went straight to Chu Shixiong and showed it to the doctor, "doctor, do you think... Can this be applied?"

The doctor smelled, "turmeric, tangerine peel, mint..."

"Yes." Shi Qinghuan nodded and smiled, "I don't think you've been here. Mr. Chu is in great pain, so..."

"Very good."

The doctor nodded and couldn't help admiring, "these are for reducing swelling and relieving pain. This girl knows very well."

Shi Qing smiled and shook his head. He put the hot medicine bag on Chu Shixiong's leg. "How do you feel, Mr. Chu?"

"Ouch -"

Chu Shixiong sighed comfortably, "it's hot and cool. It's so happy."