Spiritual Wife

Chapter 214 I Care About You
As soon as Ji Chuxia left the bedroom, Sheng Mingchen got out of bed, stood by the window, and called the private doctor.

The phone was picked up almost immediately, and the personal doctor of "Mr. Sheng" was respectful and listened carefully to the master's call.

"Mr. Sheng, what do you mean to say that even if you are well, you still have to say that you are still sick?" He felt incredible about the master's order.

The private doctor didn't seem to understand the master's meaning, or he was afraid that he might mistake the master's meaning, so he asked a bold question.

After thinking about it, I asked again, "Should I say it's more serious, or less serious?"

He still felt that he had to ask a little bit more clearly, so as not to make a mistake, do something wrong, and make the master angry.

"If it's serious, just say it. If you don't take good care of it, it will lead to the root cause of the disease. If it is serious, it will turn into bowel cancer. Remember, I don't take medicine."

Sheng Mingchen didn't know why he did this, he just hoped that Ji Chuxia could take care of him for a few more days, if she made the condition more serious, she would blame herself even more.

Ji Chuxia, who blamed himself, was much more docile than usual, and he began to yearn for her docility.

However, he really doesn't know how to take medicine, even if he pretends to be sick.

"I see, Mr. Sheng." The private doctor was very curious about the master's strange order, but he didn't dare to ask more.

Sheng Mingchen was required to do various professional exercises since he was a child, and his physical fitness is extremely good. For him, this minor illness is equivalent to a common cold. Just pay attention to it and it will be fine.

More importantly, now he is actually asked to deliberately exaggerate his condition, so exaggerated, and to prepare some "sugar pills" as medicine,

what is happening?Who will tell him?
After ordering the doctor satisfactorily, Sheng Mingchen quickly went to bed and lay down, and looked at the door nervously. Fortunately, she didn't come up. If she was seen by that woman, wouldn't it be impossible to pretend.

Thinking that in the next few days, he would be able to enjoy the service of that little woman, and he was extremely happy.

Lying on the bed waiting for Ji Chuxia to bring him fish soup, he was looking forward to it, waiting and waiting, about an hour passed.

"Why don't you come, why does it take so long to cook fish soup?"

He really couldn't wait any longer, so he called Chen Ma impatiently and asked her to see what Ji Chuxia was doing and when the fish soup would be ready.

"Master, Miss Ji is still cooking fish soup, there should be a while, I'll let you wait a little longer." After receiving the call, Chen Ma immediately found Ji Chuxia in the kitchen.

Chen Ma told him [Ji Chuxia managed to finish the fish, and she was cooking soup, she was watching the fire, not daring to leave, waiting for him to serve it when it was finished]

After hearing this, Sheng Mingchen couldn't help saying in his heart [Fish soup won't be poisonous again!Why is that woman so stupid, she can't even cook a meal, how can she serve him in the future]

No, he has to train and train well, otherwise, he will be the one to suffer in the future.

After waiting for another half an hour, Ji Chuxia finally cooked the fish soup. This time, she learned how to be smart, so she tasted a little bit first, and the taste was okay, she was very satisfied.

That demon specifically confessed that she was required to cook the soup by herself, and also deliberately called away all the servants, thinking that this would make her difficult?It's not that I haven't survived the fish soup, and it's easy to catch.

After the fish soup was finished, I specially chose a blue crystal glass bowl and filled it with a large bowl. The white fish soup was like milk, and it looked pretty good. I sprinkled some chopped green onion and served it.

For this bowl of fish soup that he had been waiting for for a long time, Sheng Mingchen held back his temper, took the blue crystal glass bowl, and took a sip of the fish soup gracefully.

Not bad for being a born aristocrat, drinking fish soup also gives people the feeling that he is tasting the most expensive champagne in the world.

The saltiness is suitable, not greasy, and there is a faint fishy fragrance, which can be drunk by Sheng Mingchen who has a particularly big mouth.

Compared with the previous tomato egg noodles, it is much better!
It may be because he hasn't eaten for a long time, he thinks that the fish soup made by Ji Chuxia will be particularly delicious, and after a while, a large bowl of fish soup disappeared, not a drop left.

Looking sideways at Ji Chuxia who was standing aside, those black pearl-like eyes stared at him.

"Barely," the tone was still light, and Sheng Mingchen began to put on airs after drinking the fish soup, as if the fish soup she boiled was hard to swallow, and he drank it very reluctantly. Drinking the fish soup she boiled is a kind of treat his torture.

Seeing Sheng Mingchen's unruly expression and angry voice, Ji Chuxia became angry, almost throwing a bowl.

This is the fish soup that she has spent a lot of effort to cook. She feels so successful. If she had known that she should not cook the soup well, she had already put some other seasonings in it, but she said that she couldn't tell the type of seasoning.

"It tastes bad and you still finish it? No one is forcing you to drink it. If you have the ability, stop drinking it. You're really sick." The angry Ji Chuxia didn't have anything good to say, his mouth was twisted, and he was very dissatisfied.

After talking about Ji Chuxia, she snatched the bowl over. Sheng Mingchen noticed with sharp eyes that a cartoon OK bandage had been pasted on the thumb of her right hand when she came to grab the bowl, and clamped her outstretched hand.

The sudden move startled her, and she quickly retracted her hand reflexively, but she couldn't get rid of his big hand no matter how hard she struggled.

Just like that, her little hands were wrapped by his big hands, and they seemed to be caressing. These hands were white, soft, and slippery, but they were damnably covered with an OK bandage.

"What's going on? Who hurt you?" The tone turned into a strong questioning, damn it, how long she was injured by his side.

Looking at her injured hand and the unsightly tension, a kind of inexplicable distress rushed to the bottom of my heart.

He wanted to take off the OK bandage to see if the wound was big or not, and was it still bleeding?But I was afraid of hurting her.

"You're hurt, don't be hypocritical here"

Ji Chuxia rolled her eyes, if he hadn't asked her to cook some fish soup, and she had to cook it herself, would she have cut her hand while handling the fish?Although she can cook fish soup, she can't kill fish!

So, Gorgeous hurt her right hand, which made her very embarrassing, but luckily she didn't do it too hard, she just made a small cut, otherwise, she would definitely make trouble for him.

"Does it still hurt?" The big hand clenched the small hand even more, and Sheng Mingchen looked nervous, as if she was really his favorite woman.

It was as if she was hurt, and his heart was also hurt, with endless pain.

Shaking her head, Ji Chuxia said to herself 【This must be her overthinking, how could that devil care about her?What he was worried about was that she was injured, so she couldn't do anything for him, right? 】

"Don't worry, I won't die yet, and I won't delay doing things for you." Ji Chuxia was eccentric, and didn't have a friendly tone towards the culprit.

She really hated him to death.

"I care about you" seems to be said casually, but also seems to be spoken from the heart.

At this time, if she looked closely, she would find that Sheng Mingchen's eyes were full of affection at the moment.

Sheng Mingchen stared at the OK tie, feeling that it was an eyesore. How could such a white and soft hand be hurt?
He must punish those servants. What do they eat? He just asked her to make soup, but he didn't ask her to cut things with a knife. How dangerous it would be!
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