She said, "Wait five minutes, I'll take care of it for you right away."
She actually helped him with the nausea and vomiting, and what should he do about his red eyes?
As Nie Zhao was thinking, he vomited again. When he turned around, his wife had already returned. There was a glass of iced lemonade on the tray, and she was also holding an ice pack wrapped in white gauze. She gestured for him to sit on the toilet, handed him the straw to drink, and then put the ice pack on Nie Zhao's eyes.
Her hands were warm, but the ice pack was cold, and his red, sore, and swollen eyes felt incredibly comfortable.
A sip of iced lemon water did indeed dispel the urge to vomit.
Nie Zhao finally recovered, but he also found it strange and asked Chen Rou, "Why is your resistance so good?"
He also works out regularly, running and boxing every day without fail. In terms of physical strength, he can barely keep up with Chen Rou. For example, recently, in bed, she was clearly not as strong as him, but her physical resistance was much stronger.
Nie Zhao didn't know why, and it was very hurtful to a man's self-esteem if his body kept having problems.
He even considered whether he should specifically train his immune system.
But Chen Rou smiled and said, "It's okay, and there's no need for that."
To further explain: "I practice shooting often and have more opportunities to sunbathe and climb mountains, so my resistance is naturally stronger. But you always have to work at your desk and don't have as many opportunities to go out, so your resistance is naturally weaker."
To make money, you have to give up a lot of things.
Take Boss Nie for example. Even when he's working out, he has to wear headphones to listen to financial news or his subordinates' work reports. When he goes out, he's either inspecting business or discussing business. He doesn't have much time to enjoy himself.
Hong Kong's security situation meant he had to live in a vacuum, and his job meant he had to stay in an ivory tower. He gained a lot, things that ordinary people could only dream of, but he was also destined to sacrifice something.
Nothing in life is perfect.
Nie Zhao kept his eyes closed, his wife behind him, cradling his head in her chest. He felt as if he were in a warm cradle, a truly wonderful feeling. But then he suddenly asked, "How did you manage to handle this kind of emergency?"
Chen Rou turned the gauze and smiled softly: "I used to be a soldier. I was also bothered by the athlete's foot of those stinky men. I also encountered many clean-living recruits who were accidentally injured. This is how it was treated."
Nie Zhao suddenly realized something was wrong: "Have you treated other men's injuries and illnesses before?"
Has she ever hugged other men like she's hugging him now?
Who are they? Her comrades-in-arms? Have they been born yet? How old are they?
Chen Rou had other things to do, so she didn't give Boss Nie time to overthink things and ordered him, "Open your eyes now."
Mr. Nie obediently opened his eyes and saw his wife's face, which looked as youthful as a boy, both spirited and beautiful. She patted his face and said softly, "It's all right now. Let's go downstairs and find those two landlords to discuss the demolition business."
The more his wife acted this way, the more hesitant Nie Zhao became.
She would probably pat her comrades' faces like that, as well as those greenhorns. Those reckless and young soldiers would probably be even more susceptible to this gentle advance than he was; they would definitely fall for her and become madly in love with her.
Has she ever been married or dated?
What kind of man, or several, could he be? Has he been born yet? Is he still wearing diapers and sucking on a bottle?
The rival in love is still an infant, but just thinking about him makes Boss Nie unable to control his anger.
As cunning as he is, he will slowly trick Chen Rou into revealing information. If he finds a little rival in love, he won't hesitate to snatch the other person's pacifier and then stomp them into the ground.
Of course, those were just his wild thoughts. His mother, the far-sighted Ms. Han Yuzhu, once thought that the marriage she arranged could help him settle half of the land in Kowloon, but now Chen Rou has given him a greater possibility.
She had to help him deal with two big landlords at the same time, so Boss Nie naturally had to perk up and get to work quickly.
After buttoning up his shirt, wiping his face clean, and straightening his suit before heading out, he happened to run into Song Yuanchao and Sam. He was once again the big boss out on the street with his underlings.
Chen Rou was still on the second floor, but she moved to the small lounge and sat down. She poured out the ice from the gauze she had used on Nie Zhao, then covered her eyes with the gauze, put her feet up on the coffee table, and began to close her eyes to rest.
Meanwhile, Nie Zhao strode out of the house, down the steps, past the pool, and stopped in the middle of the courtyard.
Master Dong was actually the most impatient and anxious, worried that something might have happened to Chen Rou, which was why he hadn't come out yet. But he was stubborn, and if Master Er didn't ask, he would stubbornly refuse to ask.
Mr. Er was a gentle man by nature. Seeing Nie Zhao's furrowed brows, he immediately stood up: "Mr. Nie, Arou, she..."
Nie Zhao strode towards Master Er and whispered something in his ear. No one knew what he said, but Master Er did not hesitate at all. He got up, leaned on his cane, and went into the house.
Chicken Brother and his group wanted to join, but the Nie family had plenty of bodyguards; how could they possibly enter their inner quarters?
So Song Yuanchao broke one side, Sam broke the other side, and then they slapped them together, slapping Chicken Bro back to the spot.
The one-eyed man, seeing Chicken Bro get humiliated, was about to grin and laugh when Master Dong shoved him away with his cane: "Shut up!"
The old man stepped forward with his cane, his voice no longer as loud as before, and his tone was anxious: "Mr. Nie, I'm afraid something has happened to Arou?"
Nie Zhaoxian said, "From your angle at the time, you couldn't see it, but her car was already wrecked."
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