Ming Leyao stood nearby and smiled calmly. It was obvious that the relationship between the two brothers was quite good. However, there was one thing she did say correctly. These two had become attending physicians at such a young age. The effort and sweat they put in, as well as the difficulties they had experienced, were probably only they themselves able to understand.
"By the way, Doctor Ming, you haven't eaten yet, right? The hospital cafeteria should be closed by now, but the chef who is in charge of the cafeteria should be here. I'll help you rent a stove so you can cook for yourself."
"It's okay to skip a meal. Don't disturb everyone's rest so late. You've been tired all day too. Go back and rest."
"Yes, Brother, you have been doing surgery for more than eight hours. Aren't you tired? I am exhausted for you."
"Of course I'm not tired. I even feel very energetic. The most tired one is Doctor Ming. He has dealt with many dangerous situations in the past eight hours. Come on, I'll talk to you."
Ming Leyao watched the two people leave the ward with amusement. After closing the door, she turned around, locked the bathroom door, and went straight into the space.
After eight hours of intense concentration, she was indeed very tired, so she drew water from the Golden Lotus Pond and took a hot bath to relieve her fatigue, then went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of shredded pork noodles.
She hadn't eaten anything from morning to night and was already extremely hungry. A whole bowl of food, including the soup, noodles, shredded meat, eggs, and vegetables, all went into Ming Leyao's stomach. Only then did she feel that her mental strength had recovered a lot.
Tonight was a critical period for Fu Wencheng's recovery. Afraid that she would be too tired and fall asleep, Ming Leyao went to the warehouse to find herself a cup of coffee. She stood by the Golden Lotus Pond and sipped it in small sips.
Little Golden Lotus sensed the presence of her master and swam slowly across the pond.
"Master? Wouldn't it be better to use my lotus seeds to help the male master recover?"
"He is in the hospital now, and so many people are paying attention to him. If he suddenly gets better, it will obviously tell others that he has a problem."
"Okay...then use more Golden Lotus Pond water. He's eaten the lotus seeds, so he can handle it even if he doesn't drink the diluted water."
"Okay...but...Xiao Jinlian, why do I feel like you've grown up a bit?"
"Yes, yes, the master finally found out?"
“.......”
It's her incompetent master... From the tone of the little guy, it seems that he is looking forward to her finding out soon...
"Yes, I noticed it before, but I was so busy packing that I forgot to come and ask."
"So the master discovered it so early. Hehehe, it was the cultivator who disappeared in the space last time. Although he was just a remnant soul, he was a real cultivator after all. He had the laws of heaven and earth and spiritual energy on him. I have absorbed all of them. When I finish absorbing them, the space will change a little."
"What changes?"
"There will be dark days and day days..."
"Then what?"
“And then it was gone.”
“….”
She was asking for too much.
(;′??Д??`)
After finishing the cup of coffee, Ming Leyao returned to the bathroom. She had only been outside for a few minutes.
She held the Golden Lotus Pond water in her hand and lightly moistened Fu Wencheng's lips with a cotton swab. As for the wound, she was not worried because she had already applied it openly when the stitches were being sutured.
Anyway, if someone asks, just say that I made it myself. If you want it, just pay for it. Her medicine is a secret recipe and will definitely not be passed on to others, so you can only buy it from her.
Maybe there will be more ways to make money in the future.
Perfect.
Fu Wencheng did not have a fever that night. He was awake for a few seconds in the middle of the night, but then he could no longer resist the fatigue and fell into a deep sleep again.
But this time he slept very soundly, probably because he saw his wife beside him and heard her say that his life was not in danger...
Early the next morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone through the hospital window onto the camp bed, Ming Leyao had already finished washing up and was sitting beside Fu Wencheng's bed, moistening his lips with a cotton swab.
The first thing He Zhengbin saw when he knocked on the door and came in was this scene of deep love between the couple.
"Ahem... um...niece Le Yao..."
When you hear this name, you know who is coming without turning around.
"Second uncle."
This was the first time Ming Leyao met Mr. He's second son. He had a square face, thick eyebrows, big eyes, dark skin, and a strong-looking body. He was wearing a neat Zhongshan suit and a cotton jacket. His hair was quite thick and neatly groomed.
He looks somewhat like Mr. He, but I can't tell his exact age from his face. However, I heard from Meng Chaoqing that this person is about the same age as my husband, so he should be in his twenties.
What is it like to be called uncle by a lesbian who is a few years younger than you?
It's quite embarrassing.
I don't know what my father is thinking. He is in his 50s. Wouldn't it be better to have a daughter? Why must he have a granddaughter?
If Mr. He heard this, he would definitely scream.
I don't think you'll be able to find a wife from your looks, so I, your father, am preparing for a rainy day by finding a younger generation for you, so that you won't be left without anyone to take care of you when you're old.
Well, the old man is very far-sighted!!!
"Uncle, have you eaten yet?"
"I have eaten, I have eaten. I came here after I had eaten. I will switch shifts with you these two days and take turns to take care of Wen Cheng."
"Okay, Uncle. By the way, Uncle, do you know anyone in Beijing who is good at real estate? I want to buy a house."
"ah??"
This leap in thought is a bit too big. It seems that I still need to work hard to keep up with my niece.
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