Chapter 127 Talking about Qingwen
At six o'clock, Assistant Chen came out of the room and saw that Aunt Liu was making dinner before going to the yard to water the flowers.
After watering the flowers, I walked into the living room and saw Mr. Zhou coming downstairs. He looked relaxed and walked with ease. His short hair was slightly damp, and he was wearing a bathrobe, obviously having just come out of the bathroom.
Assistant Chen glanced at his watch subconsciously. He wasn't mistaken; it was indeed a little past six. He had assumed President Zhou wouldn't be downstairs until eight or nine, but he was several hours early. Judging from his complexion, he didn't seem tired from the business trip or unwell...
Zhou Mingshi glanced at him and said, "I'm off tomorrow, so you should take a day off too."
Assistant Chen snapped back to reality, not daring to think too much. If President Zhou found out that he was secretly criticizing him, his bonus would be in jeopardy. However, he still reminded him, "President Zhou, tomorrow is Monday."
Secretary Shen just called to ask him if President Zhou would be going to the company tomorrow. He said he would, but unexpectedly he was proven wrong in the blink of an eye. President Zhou was going to slack off.
Zhou Mingshi looked up: "What's wrong with Monday? I've been on a business trip for a week, can't I even get a day off?"
After he finished speaking, he walked towards the kitchen.
Assistant Chen silently thought to himself, "It's nothing, you're the boss, you make the decisions."
Zhou Mingshi went into the kitchen and asked Liu Ma, "What's stewing in the pot?"
"Chicken soup," Aunt Liu said with a smile. "The food is ready. Shall we eat now?"
Zhou Mingshi nodded: "Put it on the table, we'll eat it in a bit."
He went back upstairs. The door was closed. He pushed it open and saw Lin Yi'an coming out of the bathroom and getting dressed. He went in and said gently, "Shall I help you?"
After saying that, he reached behind her and helped her fasten her bra.
Lin Yi'an picked up the nightgown next to her and put it on, then casually tied her hair with a hair tie: "Let's go downstairs for dinner."
I had just finished dinner when I suddenly received a call from Gu Boyuan. His mother was sick.
The two changed their clothes and went to Tan Qingwen's place.
Tan Qingwen was resting in bed when she saw the two of them come over. She glared at Gu Boyuan and asked, "Did you tell them that?"
Gu Boyuan gave an awkward smile. Ever since the last time he talked about Qingwen's illness, Mingshi had been subtly reminding him to take care of his mother.
This time, Tan Qingwen suddenly fell ill. He dared not hide it from Qingwen's only son, and he was also afraid that Mingshi would blame him, thinking that he had not taken good care of his mother and that he would not allow them to continue to be together in the future. He was even more afraid that Mingshi would make Qingwen move in with them, which would be no different from them being separated.
Lin Yi'an glanced at her mother-in-law and saw that her lips were pale and she seemed listless. She went over and took her pulse.
Zhou Mingshi followed behind her, and seeing her lying weakly on the bed, he frowned: "Why didn't you go to the hospital?"
Tan Qingwen: "I went to the hospital right away."
After taking her pulse, Lin Yi'an released her hand: "Mom, have you been working overtime lately?"
Tan Qingwen touched his nose.
Gu Boyuan said, "I don't go to sleep until one or two o'clock in the morning every night, and I get up again at five or six in the morning. How can my body take it?"
She doesn't listen to him. If he says a few more words, she gets annoyed and won't let him speak.
Zhou Mingshi sat down and looked at her expressionlessly, saying, "During this time, you should stay home and recuperate. I will arrange for someone to take over your work. You can go back to work whenever you are fully recovered."
Tan Qingwen: "No, the company can't do without me..."
Zhou Mingshi: "Or do you want me to give up Zhou's Group and help you manage the company?"
Tan Qingwen never expected her son to be so assertive this time. She used to watch him argue with Zhou Kanghui, enjoying the spectacle, but she never dreamed she'd be the one being confronted by her son. And since she was in the wrong first, she didn't dare say much, only managing to say, "I work half a day and rest half a day..."
Zhou Mingshi: "Even if you never go to the company, it won't go bankrupt. And even if it does, I can still support my mother."
Lin Yi'an held her mother-in-law's hand and said gently, "Mom, you can't take any more strain on your health. Mingshi is worried about you. If he wants to arrange someone, let him. He's your son. If you're not feeling well, you should trouble him. If your company runs into trouble, we'll hold him accountable."
Tan Qingwen glanced at her son and said, "An'an is much better at speaking. Unlike some people who speak with such a stiff tone even when they care. Who is the mother and who is the son?"
Zhou Mingshi: "..."
Tan Qingwen knew that her son and daughter-in-law would never let her return to work, so she could only accept her fate: "Fine, you arrange for someone to take over my job. If there are any problems, I'll hold you accountable."
Zhou Mingshi: "Don't worry, I'll let you settle the accounts."
Tan Qingwen looked at Lin Yi'an: "You probably wouldn't feel comfortable having me recuperate elsewhere, so how about I move in with you?"
Since she's focusing on getting better, she should just focus on that. Once she's better, Ming Shi shouldn't stop her from going back to work. She's always been good at taking things in stride; she's just staying home to recover, it's not a big deal.
Lin Yi'an smiled and said, "No need, Mingshi and I will move in."
Last time my mother-in-law was sick, she stayed at my place for two days and felt uncomfortable. Staying in a familiar environment when you're not feeling well is more conducive to recuperating.
Tan Qingwen perked up: "Great, great, I'll arrange for someone to get you some more clothes..."
Zhou Mingshi glanced at her and said, "You should rest. I'll have someone bring our clothes over."
Gu Boyuan was pleased to hear that they were moving in instead of Tan Qingwen moving out, and said, "Your mother is used to worrying and can't sit still."
Zhou Mingshi: "She should try to delegate tasks to others."
Lin Yi'an: "I'm going to get my mom her medicine."
The two went outside and sat in the living room. Zhou Mingshi hesitated before speaking, "Mom's health..."
Lin Yi'an found paper and pen, and was about to write a prescription when she heard this, she said, "Don't worry, as long as you take good care of yourself, there won't be any major problems, but you really can't overwork yourself anymore. Even if you recover in the future, you still need to rest well."
Zhou Mingshi nodded, and after she finished writing the prescription, he said, "There's a doctor on duty at the traditional Chinese medicine clinic. I'll have someone fill the medicine."
In the past, the TCM clinic was small, and many patients from other places had to rent rooms to stay in.
Since the expansion of the TCM clinic, an inpatient department has been set up, and some patients from other places have stayed at the clinic. In this way, the clinic has been equipped with on-duty doctors and nurses.
Zhou Mingshi handed the prescription to Assistant Chen: "Go make a trip there."
After finishing their work, the two returned to their room upstairs and saw a life-sized doll on the bed. Zhou Mingshi walked over, picked it up, and threw it into the guest room next door.
Back in his room, he said, "Mom likes it, let her put it in their room tomorrow."
Lin Yi'an chuckled: "If she liked it, she wouldn't have put it in our room."
Zhou Mingshi: "If she doesn't like it herself, why would she assume you do?"
Lin Yi'an smiled and said, "I didn't tell her I didn't like it..."
The next day, Zhou Mingshi rested, and Lin Yi'an gave Tan Qingwen a massage and moxibustion before going to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
Before leaving, he told Zhou Mingshi, "Don't forget to give Mom her medicine."
Zhou Mingshi: "With Uncle Gu around, he won't forget. I'll drive you to work."
Gu Boyuan laughed and said, "Yes, yes, I'll take care of things at home. I'll remind your mother to take her medicine. You can go about your business."
Zhou Mingshi took Lin Yi'an to the traditional Chinese medicine clinic. When he returned, he saw his mother tidying up the room.
He frowned: "Why are you tidying up the room?"
Tan Qingwen smiled and said, "Let's set up a consultation room for An'an. Since you'll be staying here often in the future, having a consultation room will be more convenient."
Zhou Mingshi went over to take a look: "How about we set up a pharmacy while we're at it?"
Tan Qingwen smiled broadly, happy at the thought of her son and daughter-in-law wanting to be with her: "There are plenty of rooms in the house, you can do whatever you want with it."
The pharmacy doesn't necessarily need to stock medicine; it can store An'an's treatment tools or something. In short, it's always a good idea to clear out the room first.
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