The domineering president goes on a blind date

After a series of examinations, Tong Nuanwan took a lot of medicine and waited by Li Anhe who was receiving an IV drip.

Tong Nuanwan wrote the instructions for taking the medicine on the box. Li Anhe sat on a chair beside her, looking very happy, with his mouth almost grinning to his ears.

It feels so good to have a wife taking care of him. Li Anhe stretched out his legs and sat comfortably on the bench. I thought he was filming a movie!

"You...you are..." A vague voice sounded from behind, and Tong Nuanwan looked back.

Tong Nuanwan looked at the person who came and thought he was a doctor judging by his clothes.

"Hello, doctor. Is there anything I can tell you?"

"Wife, I'm thirsty, go buy me a bottle of water." Li Anhe emphasized the word "wife" surprisingly.

Tong Nuanwan put down the medicine bag and went to the small supermarket.

Tong Nuanwan walked for a long time and the doctor beside her did not speak.

"Have you seen enough?"

"Mr. Li? Are you Mr. Li? Is she your wife?"

"Keep your mouth shut. If the news leaks out..."

"No, no, I keep my mouth shut."

The Li family's family doctor is a doctor from the Beicheng People's Hospital. The weather is getting colder and many people are suffering from colds, so Dr. Jiang comes to make rounds.

He saw the person sitting on the bench from a distance. He doubted his own eyes, nor did he doubt the person on the bench.

"Mr. Li, let me arrange a ward for you!"

“There are no vacancies in the hospital right now.”

"Mr. Li, the Li family has a separate ward."

In the top hospitals in North City, every wealthy family has its own ward, which is reserved all year round, and the Li family is no exception.

"you sure?"

Li Anhe's eyes were almost murderous.

“Maybe there really is no ward left.”

"That's right, get busy!"

"Mr. Li, if you need anything, please call me."

Tong Nuanwan came back just after Dr. Jiang left.

"What did the doctor say?"

"I didn't say anything. I just came to visit the patients who don't have beds."

“Big hospitals are good.”

Tong Nuanwan turned on the water and handed it to Li Anhe.

Li Anhe was not thirsty, but he still took a sip.

After the drip, Tong Nuanwan and Li Anhe went home together.

After Li Anhe returned home, Tong Nuanwan arranged for him to go to bed, and Tong Nuanwan went to the kitchen to make ginger soup.

Li Anhe was lying on the bed and dreaming sweetly, not knowing what he would face in a moment.

Tong Nuanwan tiptoed into the bedroom, touched Li Anhe's forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief, finding that his temperature had returned to normal.

Ding-ling-ling, the cell phone rings.

"Sister-in-law, is my brother feeling better?"

"Much better. Come back by yourself after get off work this afternoon. I won't go over."

Li Anqi hung up the phone and looked at Xia Zixi.

"My brother is fine."

"That's good. Wanwan was so flustered just now, I thought something was wrong."

Xia Zixi took Li Anqi's violin and fiddled with it casually.

On the other side, Li Anhe woke up and just opened the door, he smelled a nauseating odor.

"You're awake, the ginger soup is still hot, drink it!"

"Ginger soup?" Li Anhe looked frightened. When he was a child, he was sick and was scared by Han Qingzhi's folk remedy.

Han Qingzhi has always believed that medicine is poisonous, so she should avoid taking medicine if possible. When Li Anhe was sick as a child, he would drink ginger soup. But he hated the smell that he didn't know whether it was spicy or sweet. He finally grew up, but why hasn't he gotten rid of the curse of ginger soup?

"Didn't you take medicine?"

"Drink another bowl of ginger soup, and you'll get better soon."

"I'm almost done. I don't want to drink anymore."

"But I've been doing it for a long time." Tong Nuanwan blinked pitifully.

Li Anhe couldn't bear to waste Tong Nuanwan's hard work, so he had to take over the ginger soup.

"Let's drink together."

Tong Nuanwan picked up a bowl of ginger soup, clinked it against Li Anhe's bowl, then tilted her head back and drank it all, leaving nothing behind.