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Dr. Zhang rushed over overnight to drop a bottle of water for Ye Hanzheng. The heat didn't subside until the middle of the night. Ye Hanzheng was still half asleep and half awake. His consciousness was not so clear. He seemed to know that Dr. Zhang was coming, but he didn't know when he left.

After fully waking up, it was dawn, his body was sticky, and his pajamas were still a little damp. Ye Hanzheng sat up and found that he was not in Lu Mingxiao's room.

"woke up?"

The butler came in from the door, holding a tray with a bowl of porridge, a glass of water and a few pills on it.

"How do you feel?" The butler touched his forehead, and the fever had subsided.

"Did the young master go to school?" Ye Hanzheng's voice was a little hoarse, like a rustling sound after crying for a long time, but he didn't remember crying, maybe it was when he was dreaming.

"Yeah." The housekeeper helped him cover the quilt: "I've asked for leave for you, and you can rest at home today."

Ye Hanzheng lowered his head and said, "I didn't have a fever on purpose, and I don't know why it happened...I used to rarely get sick..."

The housekeeper smiled and said, "If you catch a cold, even adults can't stand being splashed with cold water, let alone you are a child."

"I'm sorry." Ye Hanzheng said, "I've caused you trouble."

"It didn't cause me any trouble." The housekeeper said, "It's mainly the young master who stayed with you all night."

Ye Hanzheng had a vague impression that the housekeeper said that he cried for a long time in his sleep last night, arguing with Lu Mingxiao, and kept holding his hand and talking nonsense. If Lu Mingxiao left, he would cry and make noise until Dr. Zhang After turning the needle and walking away, it gradually quieted down, but it was already two o'clock in the morning.

Ye Hanzheng couldn't remember clearly, he only remembered that Lu Mingxiao helped him cool down, although his mouth was fierce, but his hands were gentle.After drinking the porridge and taking the medicine, Ye Hanzheng ran to the restaurant with the bowl, washed it and handed it to the servant auntie.

There seemed to be a guest in the living room today, only the housekeeper entertained him, and the owner of the Lu family was not seen.

The person who came was Hu Zhe's father, Hu Shengjie, who worked as a small manager in a branch of the Lu family. Logically speaking, he would never be able to enter the Lu family's door in his life, but he borrowed his son's help and came here.

The butler poured him a cup of tea and talked to him while standing. Hu Shengjie felt a little embarrassed at first, but he became more at ease after thinking about it. His son was beaten by Young Master Lu. As a victim, he should be justified, not to mention promotion and salary increase. At least he has established a relationship with the Lu family, and his son's beating was not in vain. It seems that teaching him to get in touch with Lu Mingxiao more is really right.

"It stands to reason that it's not my turn to talk to Mr. Hu."

Hu Shengjie patted the sofa, his eyes looked around, and he looked at the butler when he had seen enough: "You are humble."

The housekeeper said: "First of all, I will replace my young master and apologize to your young master. My young master is spoiled, and he made a move. It is his fault."

"It's okay, it's okay." Hu Shengjie said: "It's inevitable to fight and fight. If they can fight, it means that they have a good relationship. Children fight a lot, and they become good friends when they fight."

The butler smiled: "It's really presumptuous to invite you here this time, but there is one thing that I really need to inform you about."

"What's the matter?" Hu Shengjie saw the housekeeper take out an envelope, and quickly waved his hand: "Oh, no need, it's just children fighting, no need to spend money! We Hu Zhe will have to rely on the young master for help in the future, you see, you are too polite It’s gone.” He said no, but he took it anyway, what kind of family is the Lu family, the money must be generous, but he felt that the thickness was not right, and he couldn’t keep his face, so he said embarrassingly: “I’ll just say it, kid It's just a fight, no need to spend money, this is..."

Hu Shengjie opened the envelope and took out a small memory card. The housekeeper said, "It's the video in the school corridor and behind the teaching building."

"What, what do you mean?"

The housekeeper said: "Your boss should help you change a job. There is a pretty good elementary school nearby. If you ask the young master to transfer there, there will be no impact on educational resources."

Hu Shengjie's complexion changed drastically, and he wanted to make some excuses, but was stopped by the housekeeper: "Of course, if you don't want to transfer to another school, Mr. Ling, I will ask the school to release the content of the video, and give justice to the bullied child, but I'm afraid, At such a young age, if you are criticized by the teachers and students of the whole school, you will not be able to bear it psychologically."

Half an hour later, Hu Shengjie left. The housekeeper cleaned up the teacups, saw a small head protruding from the back of the restaurant, and smiled at him.

Cheng Shuyun was in a good mood today, sitting on the balcony on the second floor while drinking tea and chatting with Mr. Lu: "Our grandson is sensible."

"What kind of things do you know?" Old Master Lu snorted, "What does that stinky face look like when you went out this morning!"

"He didn't sleep well, it's normal to be unhappy." Cheng Shuyun said proudly: "You don't know, do you? The child who came to the house yesterday was sick, and he took care of him for a long time."

Mr. Lu didn't believe it, he pushed his reading glasses and asked, "Really?"

"What else can I lie to you?" Cheng Shuyun took another sip of tea: "I just said that this method is good. Find him a playmate to grow up with, and he will definitely learn a lot. I will cook by myself today. My precious grandson cooks something delicious!"

Cheng Shuyun worked hard all afternoon, but Lu Mingxiao didn't eat half a mouthful. When he came back from school, his complexion was still bad, and he was so sleepy that he went back to his room to sleep. Ye Hanzheng carefully carried the food upstairs, fearing that the soup on it would spill, so he put the tray away first. Put it on the ground, open the door, and lift the tray into the room.

Lu Mingxiao was still sleeping, with blue eye circles, Ye Hanzheng called out softly: "Master." There was no response.

He sat on his little bed for a while, brought down the food and heated it up twice, each time calling Lu Mingxiao up in a low voice, afraid of waking him up, and fearing that he would be hungry, "Master...Thank you yesterday you."

"The butler said you took care of me all night and didn't sleep well, sorry..."

"I won't get sick again in the future, obviously I should take care of you." Ye Hanzheng stood beside the bed, whispering in his mouth, he was eager to say thank you to Lu Mingxiao, but Lu Mingxiao couldn't sleep After waking up, I had no choice but to say to myself: "You said before that I was not allowed to call you young master, so what should I call you in the future? It seems that nothing is right... You are obviously young master, but the housekeeper said I can't Calling your name is disrespectful to the master. Are you afraid that the students will feel embarrassed if they hear it? Then, can I keep my voice down? And... I really didn't push..."

"Tsk." Lu Mingxiao's eyelids moved.

Ye Hanzheng said pleasantly: "Master, are you awake? Are you hungry, do you want to eat..."

"You're so noisy!" Lu Mingxiao opened his eyes suddenly, pulled Ye Hanzheng onto the bed and covered his mouth with his hands: "Don't talk!"

"Well."

"Still talking?!" Lu Mingxiao frowned fiercely.

Ye Hanzheng quickly shook his head and pointed to the food.

"Don't eat." Lu Mingxiao continued to cover his mouth, lay on him and closed his eyes. A few minutes later, Ye Hanzheng thought he was asleep, but heard him say, "I know you didn't push Hu Zhe."

"do not Cry."