Personal driver of the beautiful president

Chapter 313 No Contrast No Harm

After some intense ideological struggle, Tang Yu decided to continue to put on a "mature" and "serious" face to make a good impression on people, otherwise it would be so embarrassing to collapse before the business involved the character design?
Tang Yu went to watch TV maturely and steadily.

Sun Yafang made breakfast, and Ming Changxing went to his son's room to help Ming Zhengxu get dressed, carried him to the wheelchair and pushed him to wash. All of this was done well and smoothly.

While Ming Zhengxu was washing up, Ming Changxing asked with concern, "Do you still have feeling in your legs?"

He was afraid that he would return to the original situation after one night, so he was very nervous.

"It's swollen." Ming Zhengxu said vaguely with foam in his mouth.

Ming Changxing was excited when he heard the words, he felt so hot in this cold weather that he kept looking at his watch while eating, never felt that the time passed as fast as today, slow!

He wished he could go shopping before dawn, but people have to open the door, right?
After breakfast, Ming Changxing looked at the time and said impatiently: "No, I'll go to the town first, and the door will probably be opened when I get there."

"Is it far away?" Tang Yu glanced at six fifty.

"It takes about ten minutes by motorcycle." Ming Changxing said excitedly.

"...It's too cold, I guess the door should open at 08 o'clock or 30:[-]?" Tang Yu said: "You can leave home at eight o'clock."

"That's fine." Ming Changxing also felt that he was too impatient.

I couldn't watch the TV, and I didn't know what to talk about when I told Tang Yu. Ming Changxing had nothing to do, so after thinking about it, he went out of the main house and went to the yard, and went to the west room where his daughter slept and patted the window.

Ming Zhengxue who was forcibly woken up: "You are sick!"

"What did you say?" Ming Changxing asked with a dark face.

Mingzhengxue in the room shivered violently, sat up in a jerk, but lay back under the quilt within two seconds, and said helplessly, "Dad?"

"It's almost ten o'clock and you still not up? We've finished our meal." Ming Changxing said.

Ming Zhengxue took the phone and looked at it. It was exactly seven o'clock, and there was no more than one point. She said speechlessly: "Dad, it's okay, you can't let me sleep until I wake up naturally?"

She thought it was Tang Yu who made this kind of slapping on the window to make her sleep worse, but she didn't expect it to be her own father.

"Tang Yu has woken up and you are still sleeping there, what do you look like?" Ming Changxing said, "Get up, I'm going to town after dinner."

"...Oh!" Ming Zhengxue put on her clothes and shivered under the quilt for a long time, but she couldn't figure out what it had to do with her father going to town when she got up early.
Usually at home, I always sleep naturally, sleep until ten o'clock in the morning, or even later, and my family never cares about it. When Tang Yu comes, I have to make an exception.

Ming Zhengxue wailed, fiddled with her hair, and fought with the warm blanket for twenty minutes. Her father came and patted the window twice before she came out of the house wrapped up like a quail, and beat her as soon as she came out. A shiver: "It's too cold."

"Tang Yu didn't say it was cold, he got up early in the morning and went out for a run." Her father said with a dark face: "It's too late for the family and guests to wake up so late."

Ming Zhengxue: "..."

What did Tang Yu tell her father? What's the matter with the stepfather's sense of sight?

Seeing that his daughter was in trouble, and the time finally dragged on to about [-]:[-], Ming Changxing couldn't sit still at home, so he declined the family's proposal to let him wait, and rode a motorcycle to the town ran away.

After the difficult washing, Ming Zhengxue entered the room, and her mother cooked a bowl of noodles for her. She rolled her eyes at Tang Yu while eating.

Tang Yu took advantage of Sun Yafang's absence and Ming Zhengxu was warming up next to the stove in the side room, and whispered: "What's the matter? I dreamed that I molested you?"

"Nonsense!" Mingzheng gave him a white look, lowered his head and drank the noodle soup, and finally felt much more comfortable after eating the hot noodle soup.

"That kept rolling his eyes at me." Tang Yu said happily: "I dreamed of molesting you, and you seem to be very happy."

"Puff...cough cough!" Ming Zhengxue spat out a mouthful of noodle soup, took out a napkin and wiped the tea table, and said speechlessly, "Aren't you tired of pretending to be serious in front of my family?"

"Tired, why don't you relax while the rest of your family is away." Tang Yu laughed.

Ming Zhengxue rolled his eyes at him again: "Why are you getting up so early when you have nothing to do?"

"It's because I have nothing to do in bed that I wake up so early. Otherwise, sleeping alone is so boring, and you are the only one who can fall asleep."

Ming Zhengxue: "..."

Recently, he deliberately avoided Tang Yu, and it seemed that it had been a long time since he had joked with him like this. Ming Zhengxue found that...she was still not his opponent.

"Forget it, I won't tease you, I'd better talk to your brother about your embarrassing things when you were a child." Tang Yu said cheerfully and got up to chat with Ming Zhengxu.

"Come back to me, Tang Yu, you bastard."

"How do you talk to Xiao Tang?" Sun Yafang came in and asked her daughter if she wanted another bowl, just in time for this scene, she scolded displeasedly: "Xiao Tang is steady and polite, why are you so rude like a girl?" After turning around and going to the side room: "Xiao Tang, don't mind."

"It's okay, we are very familiar, it's okay to joke around." Tang Yu's steady and polite voice came from the side room, and said.

Ming Zhengxue sat here alone in a mess in the wind.

...Bringing Tang Yu back seems to be a right and wrong decision.

so tangled!
Just after [-]:[-], Ming Chang rushed back like the wind. Even Sun Yafang felt that this efficiency was a bit too fast, and he kept annoyed: "The road is slippery and difficult to walk. You should ride a bicycle slower."

"It's okay, it's okay." When it's over, let Tang Yu inspect the goods: "Do you see that there is nothing wrong? Is this needle like this?"

"No problem, no problem." Tang Yu said: "Uncle, take a rest."

"No, no problem. I'll go to the market to buy vegetables." Ming Changxing really wanted to stay and watch Tang Yu treat his son. He liked to watch the changes in his son's expression.

But thinking that entertaining Tang Yu is also very important, he endured the pain and rode out on the motorcycle again.

Tang Yu looked at the big bag of medicine and sighed silently in his heart: This obviously artificially cultivated medicinal material is different from the one he dug from the mountains with his medical teacher back then.

But he also knows that it is not easy to buy some pure wild medicinal materials in such a big city.

Fortunately, the ones in hand can be dealt with, at worst, let Ming Zhengxu drink for a while.

Tang Yu took out the medicinal materials used today separately, and explained to Sun Yafang, who couldn't wait to make the medicine right away, how to cook it, how to master the heat, and the time to cook it.

Sun Yafang carefully confirmed with Tang Yu three times, and then put the medicinal materials into the casserole that had been cleaned long ago, and took it to the kitchen.

For the stove at home, she was worried that it would be difficult to control the size of the fire, so she insisted on using a gas stove to cook.

Tang Yu pushed Ming Zhengxu into the hall of the main room with better light, and was going to give him a needle.

(End of this chapter)