Take Seoul.
Tang Xiaobao frowned before he even got home.
He discovered that there were gusts of cold wind near his home. Although the sun was shining brightly, the roof of his house seemed to be covered by dark clouds.
The car stopped and Tang Xiaobao's brows furrowed even deeper.
The evil spirit is very strong.
There is no more Dahei coming to wag his tail. It happened for no reason not long ago.
When Tang Xiaobao got out of the car, Tang Qingshan was already waiting at the door.
"Xiaobao, you are finally back."
Tang Qingshan also had a frown on his face.
"dad."
Tang Xiaobao called out "Dad".
Chen Mengyao behind also hurried over to call uncle.
Then, Wanru and Yaoyao also came over to say hello.
"Come in, don't stand outside like an idiot."
Tang Qingshan greeted.
Several people entered the house.
Wu Chunmei was curled up on the sofa in the living room, looking very weak. There was an electric oven in front of her and a thick blanket covering her legs.
"Xiaobao, why do you come back when you're so busy every day? I just have a cold, it's not a serious illness. And Xiaoshen, you're so busy at work, there's no need to come back to see me."
Wu Chunmei asked everyone to sit down and complained to Tang Qingshan, "You too, I've told you so many times that I'm fine, don't notify them, look at you."
"No matter how busy Xiaobao is, he's your son, and he's also a doctor. How can I feel at ease if I don't let him see you? Don't be so stubborn."
Tang Xiaobao also quickly said: "Yes, Mom, I'm not busy. Come, let me take your pulse."
After saying that, he walked over, grabbed my mother's wrist and started taking her pulse.
This was just a formality, done for the parents to see. In fact, as soon as he came in, or even before he came in, Tang Xiaobao saw the problem.
Wu Chunmei: This is not a disease.
The entire house was shrouded in a formation, and this formation was very clever. It only worked on women. In a word, any woman who lived here for a long time would definitely have health problems. The accumulated Yin energy could not be discharged, and the imbalance of Yin and Yang would naturally make the body weak. Fortunately, he came back early. If he had come back later, Wu Chunmei's life would probably be in danger.
After a while, Tang Xiaobao looked relieved and said, "Mom, you don't have any serious illness, just a cold. I'll prescribe a dose of Chinese medicine for you, and you'll be fine soon."
"Ah, just a cold?"
Tang Qingshan didn't believe it.
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Yes, I'm just weak." "I just said I'm not sick. Why don't you believe in our son's medical skills?" Wu Chunmei glared at Tang Qingshan, and her mood relaxed a lot.
She has suffered all her life and is finally enjoying her life now. She doesn't want to die so early. Of course, more importantly, she can't let go of her two children. Her son is so outstanding, and she wants to have a grandson and a grandson-in-law sooner.
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "I'll go boil the medicine. Mom, you take a rest first."
After saying that, he ran into the kitchen.
Tang Xiaobao took out a magic pill from his pocket and some precious medicinal herbs and began to boil the medicine.
Outside, Tang Qingshan stood up: "Xiao Shen, Wanru, you two chat with Auntie first, I'll go make lunch."
"Uncle, let me do it."
Chen Mengyao quickly stood up.
Tang Qingshan and his wife knew about her relationship with Tang Xiaobao, but they just didn't break the last layer of paper and didn't change their words. Now that she is back, how can she let her father-in-law cook?
Wanru also quickly stood up and said, "I'll go help too."
"You are guests now that you are here. Please sit down. I can cook." Tang Qingshan said politely.
He was just being polite, but Shen Mengyao felt uncomfortable hearing it.
Just a guest?
Her expression was a little gloomy.
Wu Chunmei was a woman, so she immediately realized what was going on. She glared at Tang Qingshan and said, "Don't you know how to talk? What guests? This isn't their home anymore. Just let them go. I won't eat the food you cook."
"Hey, you eat my cooking every day, don't you say it's delicious?"
Tang Qingshan hasn't reacted yet.
Wu Chunmei winked at him and glared at him, "Come on, come on, come on. I can't help it. The food you cook is terrible. Xiao Shen, Wanru, go cook."
"Well, auntie, you should have a good rest first."
Shen Mengyao laughed.
When the two girls entered the kitchen, Tang Xiaobao was in a daze.
"Auntie really just has typhoid fever?"
Chen Mengyao leaned over and asked quietly.
Tang Xiaobao smiled and said, "Yes."
"You're lying."
Chen Mengyao said dissatisfiedly: "Do you think I can't see it? You have been worried since you came back. How come you can't cure it?"
I didn’t expect Chen Mengyao to be so thoughtful.
Tang Xiaobao smiled bitterly and said, "It's okay. I'll prescribe her some medicine to try. Don't say anything nonsense about this." "Do I have such a big mouth?"
"Okay, you guys cook, I'll go get some medicine for our mom."
Tang Xiaobao filled a bowl of medicine, blew on it carefully for a while, and then went to the living room.
"Mom, come and drink this bowl of medicine."
Tang Xiaobao said with a smile.
Wu Chunmei is like a little child now: "Ah, so much, will it be bitter? I don't want to drink it."
Tang Qingshan on the side was at a loss for words: "Hey, our son is back, why are you getting smaller? Why do you still need me to feed you? Do you want me to prepare another candy for you?"
Yaoyao sat aside and burst out laughing.
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