Kuaishou's fine system teaches you how to attack the villain

Chapter 463 Heartless, indifferent, disabled painter and his fine black cat (21)

At this time, Butler Wu brought Dr. Chen in, and they were very happy to see Jian Huai woke up.

Jian Huai's complexion recovered a bit, but it was still relatively pale, and the lips were still slightly gray.

Steward Wu strode over to the bedside, "That's great, young master, you're awake."

"Ah."

Butler Wu smiled, and immediately asked Dr. Chen to start various examinations.

In a blink of an eye, he noticed Ning Zhi who was incompatible with the white bedding.

"Ruanruan is here too?" Butler Wu bowed down, reached out to touch Ning Zhi's hairy head, and casually said, "She really likes the young master."

Of course, who doesn't like him?
He is his own food and clothing.

"Really..." Jian Huai murmured, and turned his gaze on her again, smiling unconsciously, "Me too..."

Before he finished speaking, he coughed violently again.

Dr. Chen hurried to the bedside, helped him up, and told Butler Wu to pour some warm water over and give him the medicine prepared last night, and gave him repeated orders not to be as tired as he was recently.

He had already heard about Jian Huai's recent work and rest arrangement from Butler Wu last night, which made him, the doctor in charge for many years, completely blinded.

Jian Huai is preparing to burn his life and illuminate others, right?
He has no nostalgia for this world, right?
"Anyway, young master of the Jian family, please follow the doctor's advice, I beg you."

Dr. Chen thinks very wildly in his heart, but his words are quite humble.

He wasn't afraid of anything else, he was worried that something would happen to Jian Huai and his life would be lost, but he couldn't afford to offend their gang of fierce and ruthless brothers.

At the same time, he also felt that it was a pity that Jian Huai was young, clean and handsome, and a famous painter. It was a pity to leave this world.

"During this period of time, you can just draw some small paintings at home, enjoy yourself, and recuperate. Of course, painting belongs to painting. You can't paint for hours like before! Your heart wants to die on the spot for you look."

Dr. Chen couldn't stop talking, and began to babble for three days.

Every time when Ning Zhi thought he was going to end, he could always bring up a new topic, talking for more than five minutes, which made Ning Zhi, who was a cat, feel dumbfounded.

"You said before that you were going to draw your muse. You didn't sleep well for two days, and you passed out in the studio. If the nanny didn't find out in time, you and Hades would be brothers and sisters now, you know?"

Dr. Chen took a sip of water during the intermission. He really didn't understand. Is it so difficult to draw a muse?

However, in the end, Jian Huai failed to draw that picture.

Still a blank painting.

"Have you found the muse's inspiration this time?"

"..."

Jian Huai didn't know whether he was distracted or didn't listen at all, so he was silent for a while.

Just when Dr. Chen was about to ask to find a step for him to walk down, he gave an 'hmm' lightly.

"Yeah...then you are not allowed to paint lately, we will talk about it when you are in better health!"

Dr. Chen's attitude is quite tough.

Jian Huai didn't answer him, but just lowered his head and continued to tease Ning Zhi unconsciously. Ning Zhi had to chase after his fingers, bit and gnaw, and even got on his legs to do a rabbit kick.

Damn, this damn biological habit!
Dr. Chen spent half an hour talking about the recent precautions, and left for the time being to go back to the guest room to rest.

After Wu Butler assisted Jian Huai to take the medicine one by one, he also went down to see how the breakfast preparations were going.

After taking the medicine, Jian Huai's condition got better again.

He lowered his head and caressed Ning Zhi who was lying on his body tired from playing, silently took out his mobile phone, made a call, his eyes did not show waves, as if he was listening to the other party's report on work.

Sure enough, the long-winded doctors may also be due to the disobedient patients.

(End of this chapter)