My CEO's Potent

Originally, it was just a simple treatment of the wound. Wu Shuangyi made it look like a war. Finally, the doctor helped her deal with the wound. She quickly stood up and walked behind Xiao Huai, looking for shelter like a child.

She pulled the corners of Xiao Huai's clothes. Xiao Huai turned his head and looked at her. One look made her honest. He looked at the doctor and asked.

"Have you handled it?" Seeing the doctor nodding, someone continued to ask, "do you still need regular injections or wound treatment?"

Although I haven't heard the doctor's answer, Wu Shuangyi blew up when he heard the word "injection", and fiercely resisted, "I don't want an injection, I don't want an injection."

Seeing that Xiao Huai and the doctor were looking at themselves, Wu Shuangyi's voice couldn't help weakening. She looked at Xiao Huai with her tearful eyes, "can we not have an injection?"

Seeing him like this, Xiao Huai also felt a headache. He looked at the doctor and asked silently.

The doctor looked helpless. In fact, generally speaking, he needs to be vaccinated five times, but this one in front of him just makes his brain AChE this time. It's better to replace it with other good drugs.

In Wu Shuangyi's expectant eyes, the doctor slowly opened his mouth, "no, just come and observe regularly and wrap it up."

Hearing this, Wu Shuangyi finally put his heart in his stomach. I patted my chest. That's great. I don't need an injection at last. Wanting to quickly escape from this ghost place, she quickly said to Xiao Huai, "let's go home."

No matter whether the other party came out or not, she went out and saw Zhou Weiwei outside the door. She didn't know how much the other party heard. She was a little embarrassed. Her cheeks turned red and nodded. Even if she said hello, she walked towards Xiao Huai's car with big steps.

I haven't seen Xiao Huai come out. Wu Shuangyi kicked the stones and muttered in his mouth, "why haven't you come yet." I heard the sound of the car.

Sitting on the co pilot, they were speechless all the way.

After getting off the bus, Xiao Huai took the lead in entering the home, went straight to the study, and left Wu Shuangyi behind to look at his back. Aunt Zhang came over from one side and asked Wu Shuangyi worried.

"Miss, is the wound all right?"

Even though he howled so loudly in the hospital, Wu Shuangyi is still very calm in front of those who care about him. Comforting Aunt Zhang said, "Aunt Zhang, it's all right. I got a shot of tetanus. The doctor wrapped it up for me. It's no problem."

Hearing her say that she had an injection, Aunt Zhang suddenly became nervous, just as she felt sorry for her children, "ouch, did you have an injection? Miss, you're most afraid of injections. This time it's really... "

Listening to Aunt Zhang's broken thoughts like her mother, Wu Shuangyi felt very warm and felt like a mother. Holding Aunt Zhang's arm, she said coyly, "Aunt Zhang, I'm brave now. I'm not afraid of injections at all." Although a little guilty, he still said, "I don't believe you ask Xiao Huai."

Aunt Zhang saw at a glance that she was comforting herself and said plainly, "I dare not ask the young master." Then he looked at Wu Shuangyi lovingly, "you have suffered such a great crime. What do you want to eat? Aunt Zhang will do it for you. "

Hearing this, Wu Shuangyi's look suddenly became serious. Aunt Zhang said she had suffered such a great crime. What about it“ Aunt Zhang, I'm not hungry. "

Suddenly, she asked eagerly, "big white, where is it now? Can I go and see it? " Hearing her words, Aunt Zhang looked a little sad. She looked at Wu Shuangyi. She was a child who valued love and righteousness.

Shook his head, just tell her, or she'll keep thinking“ Big white is on the grass behind the house. " Then he patted her on the shoulder and left.

Wu Shuangyi walked towards the backyard with some trembling. In the flowers, Dabai lay there forever. I saw the picture on the tombstone. I remember it was taken when she played Frisbee with Dabai.

Remembering the little things with Dabai and Xiao Huai, I couldn't help feeling sad and choking sadly.

Crying is because of missing, but in my heart, Wu Shuangyi said silently, "Da Bai, I will help you take good care of him and continue to accompany him."

Wu Shuangyi raised his head, wiped away his tears and blamed himself blindly. People should move forward. At that moment, the clouds in the sky seemed to turn white, smiling and waving goodbye to her.

After cleaning up, Wu Shuangyi returned home, but he didn't see Xiao Huai coming out. He went into the kitchen and asked Aunt Zhang who was cooking, "Aunt Zhang, Xiao Huai, won't he come out to eat?"

Aunt Zhang didn't stop her movements. She replied, "I asked the young master just now. He said he still had a lot of work to do, so he didn't come out."

Hearing Aunt Zhang's words, Wu Shuangyi couldn't help but sip her mouth and think in her heart, how can she work without eating? I must have something to eat.

So she said to Aunt Zhang, "Aunt Zhang, which kind of porridge is the easiest to make?"

This attracted Aunt Zhang's inexplicable eyes and looked at her playfully. Wu Shuangyi was a little embarrassed and hurriedly said, "it's not that Xiao Huai doesn't come out for dinner. I want to help him cook some porridge, but I can't do it."

Hearing her explanation, Aunt Zhang laughed even more happily, as if you didn't have to explain me. This made Wu Shuangyi a little embarrassed. She was about to become angry. Aunt Zhang quickly turned back to the topic.

"It's a craft to cook porridge, but I can't tell the difficulty from the easy. It's better to make the young master's favorite millet porridge."

Wu Shuangyi readily agreed, but he never did it. He had to start all over again and follow Aunt Zhang to wash rice and mix water... The last two pots of porridge made according to the same steps came out, but the difference was not ordinary.

The porridge cooked by Aunt Zhang has complete color, smell and taste. At first glance, it makes people have a great appetite. In fact, Wu Shuangyi's porridge is not bad, but it tastes like paste.

His face was a little embarrassed and said to Aunt Zhang, "Aunt Zhang, why don't I give him what you cook? I'm really." Hearing her say this, Aunt Zhang, as a passer-by, hurriedly said, "it doesn't matter. I'll use you to do it. You made it yourself. No matter what it looks like, the young master will like it."

"Really?" Asked, still unsure.

Under Aunt Zhang's nonsense, Wu Shuangyi agreed to bring his porridge to Xiao Huai. Carefully carrying the porridge, he gently knocked on the door of the study.

I only heard a magnetic voice inside, "come in."

This makes Wu Shuangyi both excited and nervous.