Mr.president, you are too gentle

As soon as I heard that it was thirty-eight degrees, Fu Xiaoxiao was a little anxious.

His eyes also took a bit of anxiety and worry, and even looked at assistant Gao vaguely. "How can he stay at home alone for 38 degrees? What does he eat alone? What should he do if his condition worsens? It's difficult to get well when he has a cold in this weather. I'm afraid it's not possible to take some medicine."

Worried, Fu Xiaosheng questioned assistant Gao, which made assistant Gao feel a lot of guilt. It seems that it is wrong to let Cheng shaozhao at home, but it should be arranged by his wife?

Touching his nose, assistant Gao said uneasily, "the president doesn't like others looking at him. I ordered him takeout."

On hearing that Cheng Chao Zhao had so much fever, he only ate and took away the food, so he could hardly afford to make complaints about it. White eyes almost turned into the sky. I wanted to catch assistant Gao and scold him.

Men are really so informal. They have a fever and eat takeout. When Fu Xiaoguang thought about it, he felt very distressed.

Some looked at assistant Gao sadly, and Fu Xiaoxiao said reproachfully, "how can patients eat takeout? It's too irresponsible for their health."

Assistant Gao didn't dare to refute at all. He just touched his nose in embarrassment.

Fu Xiaoxiao had to go back to his position with a worried heart. But in the next working hours, he was always absent-minded and kept Cheng shaozhao in mind.

Even when drawing the design draft, I took a pen for a long time and didn't draw a little. Finally, when it was time to get off work, Fu Xiaoxiao thought about it. He was still worried about Cheng shaozhao. He planned to take the initiative to visit Cheng shaozhao.

Fortunately, Cheng shaozhao has been to his home several times. The community is not far from the company. Fu Xiaoxiao decided to go home first. Cheng shaozhao made some food and sent it to the sick people. I'm afraid it will aggravate their illness.

In a hurry, I paid a rare luxury and took a taxi home. I cooked some white porridge in an electric casserole, and put some small dishes sent by my mother in a heat preservation box.

Thinking about thousands of things, I remember that when I was a child, I was weak and often caught a cold. My mother always made a brown sugar shredded ginger for myself to drink. Every time after drinking, I sweat all over and soon get better.

After thinking about it, Fu Xiaoxiao decided to make one for Cheng shaozhao. While cooking porridge, Fu Xiaoxiao took time to call his mother.

Fu's mother didn't receive a call from Fu Xiaoxiao for a long time. She was afraid of delaying her daughter's work and didn't dare to make more calls. So when I saw my daughter calling today, I was very happy.

The tone also revealed a sense of joy, "little ah, why are you calling back? How's your work recently? Have you noticed your body? You've been in bad health since childhood. Remember, don't be tired."

Poor parents all over the world, all parents should be like this. Full of heart and eyes on their children, they all want to hold them in their hands again. They all exist like treasure in their hands.

Listening to his mother's joyful tone and such familiar nagging and caring voice, Fu Xiaoxiao only felt that his nose was sour and suddenly felt that he was not dutiful.