Wolfish president: not to be your woman

"Mrs. Ke, how was the child last night?" Xiaoyu's attending doctor was a female doctor and looked kind.

"I have a fever again in the middle of the night, which will drop a little, but there is still 37 degrees, low fever." the situation is not optimistic, so she must bring Xiaoyu to the hospital and continue to see a doctor.

"Children with fever must find a way to reduce the fever in time. I think we should continue the infusion today." the doctor said and asked for a bill.

"Can't you take medicine?" Gu Yaner was a little disgusted with infusion. Antibiotics were used every time. It was only bad for the child's growth, not good. She was very resistant. When she was pregnant with Xiaoyu, she made up a lot of baby books. Naturally, she knew.

"Taking medicine is too slow. Only infusion is the fastest."

"Oh, but the child has been infused for two days and has not seen his fever go down. It can be seen that infusion is not the fastest."

"This..." the female doctor suddenly stammered. It is an indisputable fact that Xiaoyu had a fever all the time, but she soon put away her embarrassment. "Does the child have other diseases? It is suggested to do further examination. It is better to test the blood routine."

"Oh, the day she came, she had already been tested, so I won't bother Dr. Zhang." Gu Yaner picked up Xiaoyu and turned to Murong Qing who came with her: "Mom, let's go."

"But Yan'er..."

"Go."

"Mrs. Ke, you see, the child is still feverish..." the female doctor was frightened immediately.

"Thank Dr. Zhang for his concern." Gu Yaner said without looking back. Gu Yaner had gone out of the doctor's office with Xiaoyu in her arms. She remembered that there seemed to be a doctor specialized in pediatrics in a traditional Chinese medicine hospital in T city. She still felt that it was better to eat traditional Chinese medicine, at least with fewer side effects, which reassured her.

"You, can't you talk to the doctor well, Yan'er? You're so bad and easy to offend people." murongqing talked while walking, looking at Xiaoyu from time to time, and his face was worried, "what can I do? You still have a fever."

"Mom, there are some shameless people, you don't have to give her a face." Gu Yaner bowed down and stuck Xiaoyu's forehead on the tip of her tongue. It's still a little hot. The heat hasn't subsided yet. She's distressed. She has to be distressed as much as she wants to be distressed about the meat falling off her body.

Murongqing was about to persuade her again when Gu Yaner's mobile phone rang. She held Xiaoyu in one hand and felt out her mobile phone with one hand. Seeing that it was the number of thin wine, she picked it up, "find me?"

"Sister Yan, are you in the hospital? I'll be there right away."

"Leaving."

"Xiao Yu is ready?"

"No, but I'm not going to see Western medicine. I'll see traditional Chinese medicine."

"Oh, I really don't know much about traditional Chinese medicine. Which traditional Chinese medicine hospital do you want to go to? I asked He Xi to send me and Jing Xu together."

"Don't bother. Don't go to a place like the hospital if you can't go, especially children. Don't come here. I'll harass you when I take Xiaoyu to look after his illness."

"Sister Yan, I wish you would harass me, but Xiaoyu..."

"Don't worry, I'm Xiaoyu's mother. Naturally, I'll take good care of her. I found some new clothes in Xiaoyu's bag last night. The style is very special. Well, we'll talk when I get to you."

"Well, I'll wait for you here at He Xi." Bo Jiu saw that Gu Yaner insisted on not letting her go. She looked at Jing Xu and gave up. In fact, Jing Xu is smaller than Xiao Yu. Naturally, the place like the hospital is not a good place.

"Wine, what's the matter?" Ke Hexi in the driver's seat turned to look at Bo Jiu and Jing Xu in her arms. The little guy woke up. At this time, he was looking left and right. He was held in his arms by Bo Jiu. The picture looked very warm and warm, one big and one small, like mother and son.

"Sister Yan said she would take Xiaoyu to see traditional Chinese medicine. She didn't ask me to go there. She asked me to wait for her at home. She said she saw the clothes I made for Xiaoyu."

"Oh, it seems that she likes it too."

"Do whatever you like, or I have nothing to do when Jingxu goes to bed."

"Then read books and watch TV. Don't sew your clothes yourself. You have to make clothes later. If you cut them, I'll find someone to sew them."

"No, sir, can you buy a sewing machine?"

As soon as the 'sir' came out, Ke Hexi's eyes stagnated slightly. His eyes flashed over the girl's beautiful face, "just call me Hexi."

"Oh." she answered, but she was a little embarrassed to call him. Seeing that he didn't say whether he would buy her a sewing machine, she suddenly felt that she was getting worse. She was just a little nanny. She was not qualified to ask him for this. She turned and pushed the door, "I... I got off first."

Ke Hexi looked at her back as she jumped out of the car in a hurry. The corners of her lips quietly picked up a slightly curved arc and smiled, "well."

Before Bo Jiu could stand still, the car behind her drove away. When she subconsciously turned to look at the past, the door of the villa had opened and Ke Hexi left.

Looking at the car moving away, her mind was full of the words "just call me He Xi" that Ke He Xi had just said. In fact, this was not the first time he asked her, but this time, when she heard it, she only felt that she was flustered and confused.

Bo Jiu spent the whole morning in a trance, both sober and confused. He was at home with Jing Xu alone, but everywhere he went, it was like Ke Hexi standing there quietly looking at her and looking at her

"Ding Ling..." the doorbell of the gate rang. Thin wine looked up and looked at it. It was almost noon. Gu Yaner, who should have come back from Xiaoyu's diagnosis, arrived. Without thinking about it, she picked up the doorbell phone and pressed the door, "OK, come in and I'll go out to pick you up."

Holding Jingxu out, the outdoor sun is just right. She can't help blaming herself. In fact, she should hold Jingxu out more to bask in the sun, which is the best for the healthy growth of children.

But when she looked up, she was a little confused, "are you..." the car that came in was not Gu Yaner's car at all, it was a truck. Two workers were moving one on the car

One day, Bo Jiu's eyes suddenly lit up. The sewing machine is still the most beautiful and advanced sewing machine. If you don't want to use it, you don't have to guess. She knew it was given to her by Ke Hexi.

She said he didn't respond when she asked for a sewing machine. She thought he didn't want to buy it, but she didn't think it was just a morning. He not only bought it, but also sent it over.

"Madam, Mr. Ke said it was in the first room on the left of the second floor. Could you show me the way?"

"You... You call me..." that 'madam' made Bo Jiu more dizzy. She's not. She's just Jing Xu's nanny.

"Madam, it's a little heavy. Could you please..."

"Oh, OK." Bo Jiu didn't have time to correct the worker's address. The sewing machine was very heavy. People had already lifted it up and said, "come with me." she trotted ahead with Jing Xu in her arms, entered the living room, went up the stairs, and soon came to the first room on the left of the second floor. This is the room designated by Ke Hexi, but she has been living in Jing Xu's room recently.

After the sewing machine was put in place, the worker adjusted it again, and then politely said, "it's OK. Would you like to try it, madam?"

"OK, I'll try." thin wine was relieved. She called anyway. After a while, the worker left, and the title disappeared. It was meaningless for her to correct it at this time.

The sewing machine also has a matching chair, which is the same color as the sewing machine. It matches very well. She used the sewing machine before, but when she was a female worker in a garment factory, she only worked for more than a month, but the sewing machine used at that time can't be compared with the one being used at that time. It's not at the same level at all. The sewing machine in front of her is as beautiful as a work of art, It's not much worse than the piano. She tried it and it's very comfortable to use. "How much?" is what she wants to use, so she has to pay for the sewing machine. Besides being a nanny, her favorite is making clothes, which is her only hobby.

It's not that she doesn't like listening to songs and reading novels like current girls, but that she doesn't have such conditions.

It's not that she doesn't like to cook Korean dramas to travel. She feels that watching TV every day at her employer's house has a feeling of being lazy and not working seriously, let alone traveling. She has to take children every day. Where does she have time to travel? She never thought about the life that girls look forward to every day.

"Well, we don't know. We're only responsible for delivery."

Well, she'll ask Ke Hexi later.

As the workers went downstairs and were ready to send them out, the car horn sounded at the gate of the villa. She looked at it. This time it was Gu Yaner, like a fake replacement.

When the car came in, the workers got on the truck, "Mrs. Ke, if there is any problem with the quality, please call our after-sales service number and serve you at any time."

At that time, Gu Yaner was getting off the bus with Xiaoyu in her arms. She naturally heard this sentence. Her eyes lit up, but she looked at the thin wine quietly. The girl's little face had turned red in an instant and hurried out, "I'm not..."

"Not what? Mrs. Ke."

When the worker said this, Bo Jiu's face reddened, "nothing... Nothing, thank you for delivering. Bye." she didn't dare to turn around and look at Gu Yaner. Now she wants to find a ground seam to drill in.

But she didn't look. Gu Yaner came to see her spontaneously. If she didn't see Bo Jiu blushing badly, Gu Yaner almost asked her if she was going to marry Ke Hexi. Look, Mrs. Ke's name already exists.

But she knows more or less about thin wine, and her face is tender. "Why don't you invite me in?"

"Sister Yan, go in, go in, it's too hot outside." her hands fanned the wind. I don't know if it was the reason why she was nervous when the worker called 'Mrs. Ke'. Thin beads of sweat were oozing from her forehead.

Gu Yan'er didn't expose her either. She walked ahead with Xiaoyu in her arms. "What are you sending?"

"Sewing machine."

"Oh, He Xi gave it to you?" Gu Yaner suddenly stopped. Unexpectedly, Ke He Xi knew to send thin wine. It was a big discovery and surprise.