Chapter 68
After Liu Ze opened the door and let Zhao He in, he took Yan Shiliu to pick up Liu Jiayu who was still in the kindergarten. Liu Jiayu was worried about her sister in the kindergarten after she got lost.
I'm always worried about where my little sister is and whether I can ever find her. If the teachers weren't keeping such a close eye on her, the kindergarten would probably be missing a third child by now.
After the teachers received the call and learned that the child had been found, they all returned to school to start the next class. No one announced it to the children, so Liu Jiayu didn't know that his sister had been found until his two fathers came to pick him up.
Liu Ze brought the child back home, and it was Wen Ci Qiu who opened the door to greet them.
"Oh, Butler Wen, long time no see. It's rare to see you at home."
"......" Wen Ciqiu kept his smile on his face. He turned to Liu Jiayu, who was standing between them, and said gently, "Welcome home, young master. Were you tired at school today?"
"It's not hard, I'm just worried about not being able to find my sister."
"The young lady can play with her classmates at home, and the young master can join in." Wen Ci Qiu took Liu Jiayu's school uniform jacket and walked in with Liu Jiayu.
Yan Shiliu laughed and patted Liu Ze's head: "You always have nothing better to do than to provoke him."
"I'm just telling the truth." Liu Ze didn't think there was anything wrong. In other words, he enjoyed it.
When there are four children in the yard, it's like the house is about to be overturned. Little Stone stopped taking a nap and followed the three older children wherever they went, stumbling and falling. Even if he fell, he didn't cry, but just kept babbling and following them.
Healthy people will never know how uncomfortable a sick person is. This sleep of Zhao He's was the most relaxing he had ever had. He wanted to sleep like this forever, without feeling guilty and short of breath, without being unable to sleep in the middle of the night due to pain, or being woken up by lack of oxygen.
The sounds of children laughing and making noise were becoming clearer and clearer in his ears, making it impossible for him to continue sleeping. He opened his eyes to see the unfamiliar ceiling, his brain still processing all kinds of information.
A gentle female voice sounded not far away: "Mr. Zhao, how are you feeling now? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Looking towards the source of the sound, it was the lady who had helped Mr. Rong before he fell asleep. He stroked his chest, feeling more relaxed than ever before. "Much better, very comfortable."
"That's good. Mr. Zhao is fine now, but he's still a little weak. In the future, you should eat more nutritious food and not work too hard. A good balance of work and rest will keep you healthier."
"......" Zhao He sat up and walked off the bed, still a little bit in disbelief. Could the heart palpitations that had accompanied him since birth be cured just like that? He asked in a sleepwalking state, "Is it cured?"
"It's completely fine, Mr. Zhao."
This feeling is incredible. Previously, healthy people felt this way: "Mr. Rong, how can I thank him for giving me a new life? This is unbelievable. I've been sentenced to death. This is for the best."
"Well, because it was too noisy, the owner has already hidden himself. Mr. Zhao doesn't have to be so persistent. Maybe it's because Mr. Zhao is the father of the young lady's friend, so my master came to the rescue. As a father, I always feel the same way."
"Lingling's heart..."
"Miss Lingling has also recovered."
Zhao He didn't know what to say for a moment. People who had never been on the brink of life and death could not understand his current mood at all. The root of the evil that had plagued their family for three generations was eliminated just like that. Was he really not dreaming?
When he left the villa with his sleeping daughter in his arms, he felt like he was walking on clouds. He put his daughter in the car and looked back at the villa surrounded by greenery.
He didn't know how to express his gratitude. What he had was obviously not needed by the other party, and he couldn't give it to them since he didn't have it. Finally, in his excitement, he knelt down and kowtowed three times, kneeling to the heaven, to the earth, to his parents, and to his savior.
With excitement and tears in his eyes, he drove back home to tell his father the good news, and then... he was stopped at the gate.
The person who stopped him was from the military. Although his words were polite, his attitude was very tough. He asked him exactly what had happened and everything he said. In the end, he was asked to sign a confidentiality agreement.
He knew it was not as simple as the political review, but fortunately he had a good family background, and this was the adventure of his life.
Liu Ze and Yan Shiliu sat on the terrace on the second floor, drinking afternoon tea. The children were tired from playing and went to sleep. Liu Ze glanced at housekeeper Wen who was busy in the courtyard from time to time.
Finally, he couldn't help but say, "Master Butler, if you have nothing to do, you can go to the driving school to learn how to drive. Stop messing with that potted plant under your command. You're almost pruning it bald."
The hand holding the pruning shears paused, and he realized that the potted plant was almost bald. How could he become so absent-minded?
"It seems he's on a mission. He only mastered the power a short time ago. He was lucky to be able to use it twice. But he's a fast learner."
Wen Ci Qiu nodded in his heart, agreeing with what Liu Ze said. He only needed to give a few suggestions, and the man would apply what he had learned to other situations. Teaching him was very fulfilling, which was completely the opposite of his driving lessons.
"With that mediocre effort, if you hadn't followed along, he'd only grown back two-thirds of his flesh."
Wen Ci Qiu didn't know why Young Master Liu was so persistent and always liked to pick on him: "That's his job. Everyone has their own things to do, not to look for trouble like Young Master Liu."
"Heh." Liu Ze knew that Butler Wen finally couldn't help but retort to him, and he was displeased with his smiling mask: "You said that, so you should work hard and I won't accompany you anymore." After that, he pulled up Yan Shiliu who was sitting on the side. Just work, he liked his job very much. It made his expressionless face break, and he tasted all the love in the world and saw everything he wanted to share with him.
Wen Ciqiu watched the figure disappear from the second floor, lost in thought. Perhaps Young Master Liu was born to be incompatible with him, but it was rare for him to stubbornly confront him about something like this. Usually, they would just exchange a few words and go their separate ways.
Looking at the potted plant that had been cut into baldness, he changed another one and continued to repair it. There was no way this pot would be cut into baldness.
Rong Zhou, who was hiding on the third floor looking for peace and quiet, could hear everything going on below clearly, but he had no intention of getting involved.
Just like the threads in this world, the less contamination you get, the better.
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