Skilled in managing a house

The island in the middle of the lake is not big, and there is a small manor on it.

The scenery here is beautiful, like a paradise.

But as soon as he arrived on the island, Zhang Yu felt like he was being watched. This is not surprising. There should be many surveillance cameras around, observing every corner of the island.

The person living here is just an Alzheimer's patient. Such a big battle can also show the strength of the Meng family and the importance of Meng Xuanying in the Meng family.

Zhang Yu followed Meng Xing'er and walked towards the manor. There were many security guards at the door. Because Meng Xing'er was leading the way, there was no nonsense, it was just a polite greeting.

The manor is full of pavilions, waterside pavilions, shady trees, and several small buildings.

Before the two came to a small building, there were two middle-aged women talking outside the door. As soon as they saw Meng Xing'er arriving, they immediately said hello, "Miss Meng, you are here. Who is this?"

"This is my friend. I brought him to see grandpa." After Meng Xing'er finished speaking, she looked at Zhang Yu affectionately.

This look speaks volumes. I brought my boyfriend to see my grandpa.

Sure enough, when the woman saw Meng Xinger's behavior, she immediately invited the two of them in.

There is no need to lead the way, because there are other people in the three-story building. Everyone performs their duties, some are cleaning, some are responsible for cooking, and there are also specialized doctors and nurses. It can be said that everything is ready and waiting. in place.

However, Zhang Yu felt more clearly that there were more surveillance systems inside the building than outside. Maybe it's surveillance without blind spots.

Meng Xing'er's grandfather lived on the second floor, and it was a suite. In the outer room, there was a middle-aged woman sitting on the sofa playing with her mobile phone.

As soon as he saw Meng Xing'er arriving, he had to say hello and told Meng Xing'er that the old man was resting.

Of course, for an Alzheimer's patient, it doesn't really make much difference what state the person is in when he comes to visit him, and he doesn't speak anyway.

Just like that, she and Zhang Yu entered the back bedroom again. On the big bed in the bedroom, an old man wearing a white shirt and underpants was leaning on the bedside. The old man's clothes were neat and clearly new. He stared straight ahead, seemingly in a daze.

There was a nurse sitting beside the old man's bed. The nurse didn't dare to play tricks, she just stared at the old man on the bed. It can be seen that this money is not so easy to earn, and the day is very boring.

When the nurse saw Meng Xing'er and Zhang Yu arriving, she hurriedly whispered: "Hello, Miss Meng, this is"

It seems that anyone who sees Zhang Yu has to ask a few questions.

"This is my friend." Meng Xinger deliberately held Zhang Yu's arm, and then introduced to Zhang Yu: "This is my grandpa. Grandpa."

The old man on the bed said nothing.

Meng Xinger pulled Zhang Yu and sat down beside the bed. To be honest, there were a lot of surveillance cameras in this bedroom. Although he couldn't see the surveillance cameras, Zhang Yu could feel them.

Zhang Yu had been observing the old man. The old man's eyes were a little dull and he was just looking ahead.

Meng Xing'er said in a sweet voice: "Grandpa, he is Zhang Yu, he is my friend."

As she spoke, she reached out and took the old man's hand. The old man didn't react at all, and he didn't even turn his eyes, as if he didn't see Meng Xing'er at all.

Meng Xing'er glanced at Zhang Yu deliberately, as if to say, it's time to take his pulse.

It was inconvenient for Zhang Yu to touch the old man first. Meng Xing'er made the first move, so he naturally put his hand on the old man's wrist.

He deliberately looked careless, but after putting his finger on the pulse door, a look of surprise appeared on his face after a while.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yu muttered in his heart.

Meng Xuanying is around seventy years old, her pulse is normal and there is nothing wrong with her. She looks like a sixty-year-old man. To put it bluntly, the old man's body is quite good.

He then calmed down and checked with his inner eye. There was nothing wrong with the old man's three souls and seven souls. Although Zhang Yu had never treated patients with Alzheimer's disease, he still knew the pulse clearly. From the pulse condition, there was nothing wrong. There was nothing wrong with the old man's soul, and everything seemed to be normal.

With the level of maintenance and physical fitness, Zhang Yu can be sure that even if he gives the old man a big girl now, he will probably be able to get the big girl pregnant.

Of course, Zhang Yu can still do further examinations, but it seems that it is not convenient now. Furthermore, I have checked it with my inner eye, and if there is really a problem, I should probably be able to see it.

Just when I was wondering, I heard a soft "chi" sound.

Zhang Yu shifted his gaze and saw that the old man's underwear was wet.

"The old man has peed. I need to change him. Miss Meng, please stay out of the way," the female nurse said quickly.

"Okay." Meng Xing'er nodded, and then said to the old man: "Grandpa, you have a good rest. We will come see you again in a while."

She pulled Zhang Yu up and left the bedroom.

No one asked any questions along the way. After leaving the small building, Meng Xing'er whispered: "How is it? Can you cure my grandfather?"

"It's hard to say." Zhang Yu whispered.

"Why can't you tell me?" Meng Xing'er asked.

"Because I didn't find the problem." Zhang Yu said truthfully.

"We didn't find the problem. How do you say this?" Meng Xing'er became curious.

"Based on his pulse, I don't see any signs of Alzheimer's disease in your grandfather." Zhang Yu said truthfully.

"But he has Alzheimer's disease. How many doctors have been hired at home, including Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and they have all been confirmed?" Meng Xing'er said, "And you just saw it, my grandfather wet the bed out of nowhere."

Zhang Yu nodded lightly, "The symptoms are undoubtedly Alzheimer's disease. His eyes are dull, but his pulse is very healthy. It's really confusing."

"Then think more about it. Anyway, you have to stay here for these two days and are not allowed to leave. We will come over when we have time." Meng Xing'er said.

"Okay, okay," Zhang Yu nodded.

As a doctor, Zhang Yu was also curious about how a person with a normal pulse could have Alzheimer's disease.

The two chatted all the way out of the manor, boarded the boat again and left the island in the middle of the lake.

If you want to go to Fenglin Xiaolou, there are several ways to go, you can either walk or take a battery car. This time when they went back, they took a battery car.

Zhang Yu thought she was tired and didn't ask any more questions.

But after returning to the small building, Meng Xing'er asked Zhang Yu to wait for him in the living room, went upstairs alone and hurried into the cloakroom, and quickly changed into a purple-pink evening dress and came out.

When she went downstairs again, she was stunned when she was sitting on the big sofa. Why was she suddenly dressed like this?

"Zhang Yu, what do you think of me wearing this outfit at night?" Meng Xing'er smiled charmingly, twisted her body, turned all the way in front of Zhang Yu, and then fell into Zhang Yu's arms, with a pair of beautiful arms. He naturally hugged Zhang Yu's neck.

Zhang Yu frowned slightly and said, "It's pretty good, but by the way, where are you going?"

"Today is my second grandfather's sixty-sixth birthday. Let's go to pay my second birthday tonight." Meng Xing'er said softly.

"What should I do for his birthday? Isn't it appropriate for me to go?" Zhang Yu said quickly.

He didn't want to meet Meng Xing'er's parents, especially for things like birthday wishes. What's the point of running away by himself.