After the rebirth, the boss mommy's vest fell off

Yan Chenfeng was startled when he saw Zhou Jinghuai.

Not long after we met last time, the man has lost a lot of weight, and his complexion is not very good.

If he hadn't understood Zhou Jinghuai's character, he would have even wondered if he touched something that shouldn't be done behind Yan Mingyu's back.

"President Yan." Zhou Jinghuai greeted Yan Chenfeng, with a slight smile still on his lips.

But if you look closely, you will find that there is deep fatigue hidden under the man's smile.

"My sister bullied you?" Yan Chenfeng didn't know what Zhou Jinghuai was going through, and his first reaction was that there was something wrong with the other party's love life, "If she bullies you, tell me, I'm not right about people."

"Thank you, Mr. Yan, for your concern. Mingyu is very kind to me." Zhou Jinghuai said, "It's just that I've been busy with work recently, and I've been up all night for a while, and my body is a bit overwhelmed."

"You are a doctor, you should be most aware of the importance of your body, and take care of yourself for Mingyu's sake."

Yan Chenfeng's words seemed to be addressed to Zhou Jinghuai, but they were actually addressed to himself.

He knew that after the serious illness, his physical condition was not as good as before, so he completely quit drinking after returning from the Rhine Island, and took the traditional Chinese medicine prescribed by Zhou Jinghuai regularly, just to keep healthy and not to cause more trouble to Shen Zhiyi.

"I will take good care of myself and Mingyu." Zhou Jinghuai smiled, asked Yan Chenfeng to sit across from him, and began to communicate with him about the next treatment plan.

"Theoretically, FGT will be slowly diluted in the blood, but because you have undergone bone marrow transplantation, the blood lacks a self-diluting drug component, so it can only be artificially intervened."

"What will happen if you don't intervene?" Yan Chenfeng wanted to know the worst outcome.

"FGT acts on areas such as the hippocampus and the marginal lobe, which will affect your memory, and then you may become a forgetful guy." Zhou Jinghuai smiled mockingly, "Yangyang is still young, so I can't take over your class. , you have to persist until retirement at least."

Yan Chenfeng remained silent, with incomprehensible emotions hidden in his dark eyes.

He knew Zhou Jinghuai well.

Men always minimize serious problems in order to appease each other's emotions.

This is his strength and his weakness.

"After the intervention, are there any side effects?"

"In theory, no." Zhou Jinghuai sought truth from facts, "But you also know that your situation is quite special..."

"So at the moment I have only two options, either become an amnesiac or take the risk of treatment?"

"Yes." Zhou Jinghuai nodded.

Yan Chenfeng picked up the pen on Zhou Jinghuai's desk and twirled it with his fingertips, feeling unexpectedly calm.

That calm look was exactly the same as Shen Zhiyi's.

"When will treatment start?"

"It's all right." Zhou Jinghuai said, "The treatment process is very simple. I will send people to Yan's every day to give you an infusion, and no one will find out."

"every day?"

"One course of treatment for seven days, after a course of treatment, the effect will be determined to determine the next treatment plan."

Zhou Jinghuai informed Yan Chenfeng of his plan in an orderly manner.

In the end, Yan Chenfeng decided to follow Zhou Jinghuai's arrangement.

Yan Shi had just become big, and it was time for him to control it.

He didn't want to, and couldn't make any trouble at this juncture.

……

After Yan Chenfeng left, Zhou Jinghuai called Yunwu and asked her to spend some time every day next week to visit Yan's.

"You didn't let him come here because you were afraid he would run into S?" Yun Wu asked.

Zhou Jinghuai sorted out the documents in his hands, noncommittal: "If he meets S here, it will be a nightmare."

Everyone knows how much Yan Chenfeng cares about Shen Zhiyi.

If he knew that the woman was dealing with death, he might have to give up treatment.

Letting Yunwu go to Yan's would ensure that Yan Chenfeng was in the company during that time and would not suddenly run into the research institute and run into Shen Zhiyi.

"Fate can really play tricks on people." Yun Wu sighed, "Such two good people, just happened to encounter such a thing..."

"Sometimes I also feel that fate is very unfair." Zhou Jinghuai's fingers holding the pen continued to exert force, and the joints turned blue, "Obviously all of this is Jiang Hong's masterpiece, but he died so easily... ..."

The sudden death of Jiang Hong in the detention center made Zhou Jinghuai very sad.

Everyone in the world says that evil comes with evil.

But for the villain Jiang Hong, death is not a kind of relief?

On the contrary, kind people like Shen Zhiyi and Yan Chenfeng still live in this world, enduring the pain brought about by the wicked...

"Fate is not necessarily unfair." Yunwu said suddenly, "The karma in this world is not limited to a short life, maybe their next life will be very happy?"

"That's too far away." Zhou Jinghuai withdrew his chaotic thoughts, "A wise man lives in the present, so keep working."

Hearing this, Yunwu sighed lightly.

……

Three days later, Huaguo.

Ah Fu Tea House.

Yu Meng cleaned the teahouse clean, put on a newly bought navy blue cheongsam, and dressed seriously in front of the dressing table.

At this moment, Yu Moli ran over.

"Mom, I swept up all the fallen leaves in the yard and watered the flowers!"

"Ah Li is awesome." Yu Meng smiled and hugged Yu Moli into her lap.

The two people in the mirror, one big and one small, had exactly the same appearance, with slightly raised and slender eyes.

Although she is not a stunning beauty at first glance, she is more charming the more she looks at it.

Yu Meng dipped a little lip paste with her fingertips, and lightly tapped it on Yu Moli's mouth.

Yu Moli pursed his lips, looking curious.

Yu Meng picked up the ox horn comb on the table again, combed her daughter's short hair neatly, and fastened a handmade hibiscus flower hairpin to her temples.

"Mom also made you a cheongsam." Yu Meng got up and took out a moon-blue cheongsam from the closet. "You try it on first, and then change it if it doesn't suit your mother."

Yu Moli changed into a cheongsam and looked at his brand new self in the mirror, feeling a little uncomfortable.

She is a tomboy in real life.

Suddenly dressed like a lady, it was like a different person.

While Yu Meng pinned a brooch on Yu Moli's cheongsam, she said, "Yangyang is coming soon, mom has to dress you up."

Yu Moli was stunned for a moment, "Whether I dress up or not has nothing to do with whether he comes or not?"

Yu Meng smiled, "Don't you like him?"

Yu Moli was startled, "When did I say that?"

"When you were dreaming." Yu Meng pinched her little face, "You kept calling his name while you were sleeping, and mom recorded it for you."

"Ah?!" Yu Moli opened his eyes wide, "You...why do you still record this kind of thing, delete it soon!"

"That's not okay. In case you don't obey me in the future, I'll send you the video to Aunt Shen..."

Yu Moli didn't know if Yu Meng really recorded her talking in her sleep, her face flushed, "Mom, I'm obedient, don't send it to Auntie!"

"Okay, I won't post." Yu Meng patted her daughter's little butt, and then looked at the time, "They should be here soon, take out all the fruit and snacks."

Yu Moli nodded, and ran out of the room blushing. 166 novels

……

Today is the day for the members of MAR to "run now", and the venue is set at Ah Fu Tea House.

Shen Zhiyi got up before eight o'clock, baked more than 20 cupcakes in one go, and prepared to share them with everyone in the teahouse.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Shen Zhiyi brought the two children to the door of the teahouse, and immediately saw Yu Moli sitting on the stone lion platform with two slender legs dangling.

At the same time, Yu Moli also saw them.

"Aunt Shen!" The little girl jumped off the stone platform and ran in front of the three of them, "Let me help you get things."

"It's okay, just let Yangyang and Nuannuan take it." Shen Zhiyi smiled gently, "A Li is so beautifully dressed today."

"Thank you, Auntie." Yu Moli scratched his head embarrassingly, then looked at Nuan Nuan again, "Hello, Nuan Nuan, my name is A Li."

This is the first time A Li meets Nuan Nuan.

She has long heard that Yang Yang has a good-looking younger sister, and seeing her today, she really is.

Nuan Nuan was wearing a pair of white overalls, with two braids, big and round eyes, and a very sweet smile.

"I heard my brother mention you!" Nuan Nuan took Ah Li's arm, and her social cow essence was instantly activated, "Your skirt is so beautiful, where did you buy it?"

"I didn't buy it, my mother made it."

"Did you do it? So powerful?!"

; "And this card issuance, she also made it."

"My God, isn't your mother a fairy?"

Yu Moli is also a very cheerful child in nature, and he hit it off with Nuannuan, and instantly left Yangyang behind.

However, Yang Yang doesn't care.

Yesterday he learned a new hacking technique and was eager to try it out. He just wanted to find a quiet place to type code.

Shen Zhiyi walked into the gate, and found that the originally dry pond in the tea house had been refilled with water, and the water flowed down the rockery and hit the lotus leaves, which was quite natural.

In addition, the potted plants on both sides of the stone road have also taken on a new look.

She remembered that when she first came to the tea house, everything in the yard was withered, just like Yu Meng's mood.

Now that her daughter is back, Yu Meng is in the mood to take care of this small garden.

Shen Zhiyi walked into the tea house, and found that there was already a person sitting on the sofa, an unfamiliar face.

However, Shen Zhiyi still guessed her identity right away.

"nightingale?"

Nightingale followed the sound, and when she saw Shen Zhiyi, she smiled brightly, "How do you know I'm Nightingale?"

"Today is the MAR party, and there are only two girls in our group." Shen Zhiyi walked up to Nightingale, her eyes fell on the other party's face that looked like Arale, "You are much smaller than I imagined."

"Have you?" Nightingale pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, "I've tried my best to look mature."

It was the first time seeing the "comrades in arms" who had worked together for many years, and Shen Zhiyi had a lot to say, so she took the children to a room to settle down, and then returned to Nightingale's side.

Through chatting, Shen Zhiyi learned that Nightingale's job is a senior student, majoring in criminal investigation, with a very high grade point.

Shen Zhiyi was very surprised. He never expected that Yeying, who never failed to complete the mission, was still a top student.

"Master said that an organization is an organization, and life is life. If you delay your studies because of MAR, you are putting the cart before the horse."

"Hmm... This really seems like something Yu Meng can say."

The two didn't chat for a while, and the wind chimes hanging on the beams of the house made a crisp sound.

Shen Zhiyi followed the sound and turned her head, her gaze fell on Feng Zhu.

This guy didn't know which tendon was wrong. He was wearing a mask that he would only wear when he was on a mission, and he was holding a gun in his hand.

After seeing the two of them, he raised his eyebrows, "You two beauties, it is my honor to meet you."

Nightingale almost came out.

"There is no need to introduce yourself, it must be windy to be so greasy."

Feng Shu took off the mask on his face, "Little Po Niao, what do you mean, I want to fight offline after online chattering?"

"You are the little broken bird!"

"Sure enough, it's you, classmate Yeying." Feng Chi strolled up to Yeying, "Where's your master? I have something to talk to her about."

"My master heard that there is an oily thing coming today, and he is making tea for scraping oil."

"Little broken bird, believe it or not, I shot you?"

"Don't think I don't know that thing is a lighter."

"..."

Nightingales and wind switches are like firecrackers and matches, they ignite at the touch of a button.

When Yu Meng came over with the tea set, the two were arguing.

"You two, don't blow up my teahouse."

"Master, just take care of him, he brought a gun to the party!" Nightingale pointed at the imitation pistol in Windmill's hand.

"What gun, this is my new lighter." The wind catcher pulled the trigger, and a beam of flame shot out from the muzzle of the gun.

Nightingale rolled her eyes, "It's a good thing you quit the organization, otherwise it would have lowered the overall level of MAR members."

"It's also lucky that I didn't chase you, or I would be pissed off by you sooner or later."

"Thank you for not chasing me!"

During the frolicking, the wind chimes sounded again.

The one who came in this time was a middle-aged man whom no one had seen before.

The man was tall and slender, wearing a floral shirt, with half-length hair covering half of his eyes. He had all kinds of jewelry on his neck and wrists, and he was full of coquettishness.

Feng Chi suddenly felt that he had lost.

"Hi everyone." The man stood outside the door, seeing everyone staring at him, he didn't know whether to step forward, "Why are you looking at me like that, I should have walked into the wrong room, right?"

"You are Nine-Tails?" Nightingale spoke first.

The man shook off the car keys hanging on his fingertips, "Guess what?"

Nightingale glanced at Feng Zhi, "If it hadn't been for this oily creature from the world who came first, I might suspect that you are Feng Zhi."

"Haha..." The man laughed dryly, "It must be Kid Nightingale who is so good at telling cold jokes."

Because of Jiuwei's arrival, the tea house fell into a new round of noise.

"This is my meeting gift for you all." Nine Tails took out a small bottle from his trouser pocket, and poured out a few small black pills in his palm.

"What is this?" Shen Zhiyi looked at the little pill with an ominous premonition.

"Chen Nian Sweat Pills, eating one can strengthen the body and prolong life!"

The corner of Feng Zhi's mouth twitched, "What the hell are you sweating?"

"Sweat dirt is the mud pellets rubbed off the old monk's body."

After Nightingale finished speaking, everyone present felt a little nauseated.

Although Kyuubi is an inventor, his hobby is divination and fortune-telling, so it's not surprising that he can do such weird things.

only……

"I'm not blessed to accept this thing." Feng Zhi waved his hand, expressing his refusal.

"I can't either." It was rare for Nightingale to stand by Feng Zhu's side.

"What about you?" Jiuwei looked at Yu Meng, "This thing can really prolong life, don't you believe it!"

Just when Yu Meng was in a dilemma, Shen Zhiyi suddenly took a mud pellet from his hand, threw it into his mouth, and swallowed it.

Seeing this scene, everyone except Kyuubi was shocked.

Feng Chi resisted the urge to come out, and looked at her in shock: "Zhiyi, you are crazy, dare to eat this thing?!"