The wealthy group spoiled her

This is a more intimate term for servants.

Uncle Fu smiled and said nothing, Ming Yao didn't say much, just pushed the door and walked in.On the contrary, after she entered the door, Chen Da, who was guarding the door, couldn't help muttering: "Fu Bo, what does Miss Ming mean?"

"Aren't Miss Ming and Miss Yao about the same? Could it be that she thinks that the title Miss Ming sounds better?"

Faber: ...

He exhaled helplessly: "Shut up, you."

This Chen Da, apart from physical strength, really has no brains.

Chen Da:? ? ?
Uncle Fu didn't bother to talk to him anymore, he just glanced at the closed door quietly.

It seems that Ms. Yao wants to draw a line with them.

……

There is a special exercise room in the villa, which was temporarily converted into a recuperation room by Faber, and a special rehabilitation therapist was also invited.

As for the curtain used in the previous diagnosis, after all, it is a rehabilitation that requires hands-on guidance. This time Fu Bo did not install it, so Mingyao could see Lu Chenjue sitting safely in the wheelchair.

Even Ming Yao has to admit that Fu Bo's work efficiency is really high after getting along during this period of time. It can be said that he is several times better than ordinary housekeepers. I don't know where Lu Chenjue dug this baby.

Mingyao's heart of wanting to poach the wall was once again ready to move.

"Miss Ming?"

Following the call of the therapist, Mingyao came to her senses.She handed back the rehabilitation preparation materials handed over by the other party, and nodded: "At present, there is no problem, let Young Master Lu take action first, and see if there is anything else that can be added."

The therapist nodded, then stood still.

Ming Yao, who was waiting for the therapist to push Lu Chenjue to the side of the equipment:?

The therapist continued to watch the nose with the eyes and the heart with the nose, and stood still.

Ming Yao:? ? ?
Until a chuckle sounded, it was from Lu Chenjue.

He was lazily leaning on the black wheelchair. This man had an innate aura, so much so that even though he was sitting in a wheelchair, he could give people the feeling of sitting on a throne.

He propped his chin lazily with one hand, while the other hand rested on the armrest of the wheelchair. His narrow eyes were narrowed, and the tear mole at the corner of his eyes was even more eye-catching and shocking. He looked like a monster who could do whatever he wanted.

"What are you doing standing there?" He lightly hooked his fingers at Mingyao, "Come and push me."

Mingyao: ...

Are you uncle?
Ming Yao remained expressionless: "Young Master Lu, your wheelchair can be controlled by remote control, and you can completely control it by yourself."

Lu Chenjue let out a long tail, and then sat on the spot without moving.

Mingyao once again: ...

Got it, you are a real uncle!
Thinking that I have to go back to the company later, I don't have time to spend with this man.Mingyao finally chose to endure the humiliation and stepped forward to push Lu Chenjue to the rehabilitation equipment.

The earliest rehabilitation equipment was actually something like parallel bars, allowing patients to try to stand with their arms on both sides.

But after all, patients have not walked and stood for a long time, so even if there is something to support, it is generally difficult to stand for the first time.

Out of medical ethics, Ming Yao ordered: "Young Master Lu, please be careful..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Lu Chenjue propped up his body with his slender arms. At first, he was a little staggering, but after a while, he stood firmly on the spot.

Mingyao: ...

Is it really a genius?So even rehabilitation can be extraordinarily easy.