Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

After 48 hours of detention, Luo Changfang was acquitted.

News about Jiang’s Caoshang’s life and covering the sky with only one hand was flying all over the sky. The group’s reputation plummeted. Jiang’s companies were affected to some extent. The stock price plummeted for a while. Several hospitals that cooperated with Jiang’s Pharmaceuticals successively terminated their contractual relationships. .

This time, the Jiang family suffered heavy losses, and the old lady of the Jiang family could not afford it.

"Brother Lin."

Jiang Xiaolin stepped forward: "Say grandma."

Xu Jiuru is ill in bed with the curtains hidden. She is very mentally ill. She has a bit less energy to speak and feels weak: "You spend more time on the public opinion side. You can't ignore the signs for medicine."

"Oh, I see."

There are two grandparents in the room, very quiet, the sandalwood incense is burning, and the faint fragrance is tangy.

Occasionally, a few coughs came from behind the curtain.

"Has the Lu family taken down that project from the Food and Drug Administration?" Xu Jiuru asked.

She had phlegm in her throat that she couldn't cough up, she was breathing heavily, and she made a heavy noise when she was breathing.

Jiang Xiaolin replied, "No, the Lu family has withdrawn."

"Lu Jiaran has quit." Xu Jiuru didn't expect this result. "Who is cheaper?"

"JC Medical."

The two families of Jiang and Lu were fighting so hard that a dark horse that broke out of the sky could take advantage of the fisherman's profit.

"Mantis catches the cicada, the oriole is behind." Xu Jiuru laughed, and did not mention the dark horse that had been riding on the heads of the two Jiang and Lu families. "Go ahead."

Jiang Xiaolin went out.

After a while, Jiang Fuxi brought the medicine and came to join the Gui family.

Xu Jiuru is not in good spirits, is very sleepy, and is taking a nap.

"grandmother."

Jiang Fuxi walked to the bed and shouted again: "Grandma."

The old man on the bed opened his eyes: "Yeah."

Jiang Fuxi hung up the bed curtain: "Get up and drink medicine."

Xu Jiuru stretched out his hand, and Gui came forward to help her up.

"What are we doing these days?"

Jiang Fuxi handed the medicine bowl over and replied softly: "Several hospitals want to interrupt cooperation with us, and Brother Zhi is still working with them Zhou Xuan."

"He just took office in the Jiang family and made such a big problem. Those old people in the group, I'm afraid they will not take care of it." Xu Jiuru drank the medicine and put a candied fruit in his mouth.

Jiang Fuxi took the medicine bowl and set it aside for several cases.

"Grandma, don't worry about it. Brother Zhi will take care of the company's affairs, so you can take care of yourself." She said with relief.

Xu Jiuru leaned on the bed, his eyelids drooping weakly: "How can you not worry, Brother Zhi can blame me for hating me." She sighed, her brows were full of sadness, "Our Jiang family is like this, Lu Family should be proud."

Jiang Fuxi sat down by the bed: "Grandma, do you have any grudges with the Lu family?"

Everyone knows that the Jiang family and the Lu family have a bad relationship. However, no one has ever dared to mention it in front of Xu Jiuru about why the relationship is bad. Nobody knows whether the rumors are true or not.

Xu Jiuru raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

Jiang Fuxi lowered her head: "I'm the one who talks too much." She casually explained, "I think Brother Zhi's relationship with the Lu family is pretty good, and I'm worried that he will have a rift with you in the future."

When Xu Jiuru heard this, he concentrated on his expression: "Who has a good relationship with the Lu family?"

"Lu Sheng's boyfriend is Zhou Qingrang."

Zhou Qingrang?

Xu Jiuru has heard the name: "The TV station?"

Jiang Fuxi nodded: "He is Miss Zhou's uncle."

What a coincidence.

Xu Jiuru did not speak any more, lying down and resting.

She stayed in bed for a day, and after drinking a few doses of medicine, she still had no energy, but coughed more severely.

Jiang Chuan brought the food and came over. Before entering the house, he heard a cough from a distance: "Why cough so badly, old lady, I'll go and ask Doctor Qin to come over."

Xu Jiuru sat up on his back, his hair that was always brushed meticulously and scattered randomly, and his temples were white: "No, it's hard to get up when I'm at my age. Time."

"You are still tough, don't say such things."

Jiang Chuan set up a small table on the bed and put the food on it.

Xu Jiuru has no appetite, has not moved his chopsticks for a long time, and sighs sadly: "Lin Qiunan hasn't fallen yet. If I just go like this, I won't be reconciled."

"Little Master, I have to step up."

"I can't count on it anymore. He was taught too shrewdly by me, and he was not easy to fool at all. I was afraid that he had doubted me long ago, so he would listen to me, plus that Zhou Xufang,"

Elderly people's pupils are blurry, showing muddy colors, but her eyes are still sharp: "That Zhou Xufang, I underestimated her, I am afraid that Brother Zhi listens to her more than my grandma."

Jiang Chuan said nothing, and passed the spoon.

Xu Jiuru took a spoonful of soup and vomited it as soon as she lowered her throat. She pushed aside the dining table on the bed and leaned over to the bed to cough violently.

I tasted blood in my throat.

She held it on her handkerchief, and when her coughing subsided, there were traces of blood on the handkerchief.

After all, he is old and his body is dead.

She sighed: "I can't wait."

Seeing blood on the handkerchief, Jiang Chuan hurriedly said, "I'm going to ask Doctor Qin now."

Qin Shiyu arrived at Jiang's house at 8 o'clock in the evening, and after consulting the doctor, prescribed prescriptions, saying that the old lady was overworried and had caught the wind and cold and needed to rest well.

The moon is bright in the sky and the stars are sparse, and the night breeze in early summer brings a bit of dryness.

"Meow."

"Meow."

Hexi lay on the windowsill and barked weakly. He was six years old this year, but he barked like an old cat.

Jiang Fuxi put down the brush: "What is your name?"

A visitor is here.

Hexi called twice again.

The visitor opened the door by himself, entered the room, and shouted, "Fu Xi."

Jiang Fuxi got up, the apron used for painting was stained with various colors of paint. She asked, "Have you coughed up blood?"

"Ok."

She walked over, held his face and kissed: "Duzhong is one less money, and Poria is one more." In the night, her voice was clear, "I want her to taste the taste that Brother Zhi has tasted."

"it is good."

Qin Shiyu was brought to the Jiang family by his father at the age of 14, and the first patient in the doctor was Jiang Fuxi.

At 8:30, Xue Baoyi called.

"Brother Zhi, come out to play." This person will itch his bones if he doesn't go out to play.

When Jiang Zhi answered the phone, he still had a math paper in his hand: "No time." He had to make money for his girlfriend.

Fang Ideal has been out for filming with the crew these days. Xue Baoyi stays alone and is very bored. He is now a person with a family. He can't play with the messy people outside, and he can't find someone to play mahjong. Jiang Zhi called out to play: "What are you up to? I won't stop at night, come out and wave with me."

Jiang Zhi said: "In a hurry to work."

Xue Baoyi suspected that she had misheard: "What's the hurry?"

Hung up over there.

Xue Baoyi thinks that Jiang Zhi must be doing errands with his girlfriend, and he is still pretending to be serious.

After finishing the third math paper, Jiang Zhi looked up: "Zhou Xufang."

She hadn't looked at him for at least half an hour.

She buried her head: "Yeah."

Jiang Zhi was sitting on the sofa with two long legs stretched out, occupying the entire sofa: "Have you written your love?"

Zhou Xufang sat at the computer desk and began to write love letters after dinner: "I didn't write it well." She turned her head and finally glanced at him, "I'm thinking about something."

"What do you think?"

She took the relationship diagram she drew and squatted between the sofa and the coffee table: "Luo Changfang will be acquitted because of the handle of Xu Jiuru."

Jiang Zhi put down the paper, retracted his legs, and hugged the squatting girlfriend to sit beside him.

The Jiang family's relationship map was drawn on her love letter book, and she was staring at it, carefully analyzing: "I think this handle is given by the Jiang family. Because the time is too accurate, outsiders are unlikely."

Holding a pen in her hand, she crossed out Jiang Xiaolin and his son on the notebook: "If Luo Changfang goes to prison, Erfang and Xu Jiuru will have a fight. Dafang is the beneficiary, and it cannot be the one who gave the handle."

Jiang Zhi took her pen and crossed out Jiang Weier: "Neither is Jiang Weier, she doesn't have enough IQ."

"..."

Well, apart from Jiang Weier, who had insufficient IQ, only Jiang Chuan, Gui, and Jiang Fuxi were left.

Zhou Xufang circled the Gui family: "I think she has a problem."

Jiang Zhi came up from behind, hugged her waist and leaned her chin on her shoulder: "There is a problem. The driver who had a car accident with my mother back then was her distant nephew."

Zhou Xufang's expression suddenly realized: "This makes sense why she will help you."

Jiang Zhi rubbed her hair: "With such a smart head, why can't I write a love letter."

"..."

She pulled her hair, frustrated.

Jiang Zhi was afraid that she would pull herself into a bald man, so he took her hand on her waist, picked up her notebook, turned to the previous page, and wrote two paragraphs on it.

The first paragraph: I want to take you back to my grandmother's house and watch the sunset together until we all fall asleep. I want to hold your hand like this.

The second paragraph: You are my only one, never doubt, I take you as my air, so inseparable.

The words are very beautiful, but they are not like Zhou Xufang's steel straight style.

"Why are you so familiar?"

Zhou Xufang did not speak.

Jiang Zhi read it again: "Zhou Xufang, you copy the lyrics."

Oh, it was discovered!

Jiang Zhi was fooled and laughed by her: "Can't write it?"

She looked very difficult: "Yeah."

"I teach you."

He shook her hand, stroke by stroke, and wrote: Zhou Xufang loves Jiangzhi.

Zhou Xufang: "..." She doesn't think this is better than the lyrics, but she can't beat her boyfriend.

"Write according to this sentence later."

Write the same words on three pages?

Zhou Xufang: "Oh." She went to the table and wrote.

really obedient.

Jiang Zhi lay halfway on the sofa and looked at his girlfriend for a long while with his chin supported. The more he looked at him, the more lovely he felt. He thought to himself that when they were old, let her take out the love letter and read it to him...Look at the paper on the sofa. I have a headache.

He took a picture with his mobile phone and sent it to Qiao Nanchu.

Qiao Nanchu called quickly: "What did you send?"

Jiang Zhi: "Paper."

"Are you free?"

Jiang Zhiping said straightforwardly: "The task that your girlfriend and my girlfriend took together, eighteen papers."

Qiao Nanchu: "..."

What can I do if my girlfriend picked it up? Suffering.

"Give me physics and you are responsible for math."

Jiang Zhi said it was OK, took all the physics papers, and sent them.

Before nine o'clock, Zhou Xufang, who was lying on the table writing a love letter, fell asleep, with the pen still in his hand.

Jiang Zhi walked over and whispered to her: "Xu Fang."

"Xu Fang."

Zhou Xufang lay on his stomach, and promised like a mosquito: "Yeah."

He squatted and pulled the hair away from her face: "Go to bed, huh?"

She tilted her head to the other side and continued to sleep on her stomach.

He checked the time, it was still early, leaned over to hug her and put it on the bed. As soon as she touched the bed, she rolled into the quilt.

She hasn't taken a bath yet.

Jiang Zhi went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water, wiped her face and hands, took off her socks, and wiped her feet. Without opening her eyes, she grunted twice, still sleeping.

He asked in her ear: "Would you like to take you to brush your teeth?" Zhou Xufang loves to clean, and he will never sleep without brushing his teeth.

She didn't want to move today, like a cat, with her head buried in the pillow and arched: "I'm going to sleep." She turned over and turned her back to him.

She was still wearing a household hoodie. He went to get her pajamas, put his hands in the quilt, and undressed her: "Raise your hands."

She didn't move, sleeping like a neat piece of wood.

"Spinning treasure."

Jiang Zhihong: "Fangbao, change your clothes before going to sleep."

She pushed his head away, muttering: "I'm sleepy."

Okay, let her sleep in a sweater.

Jiang Zhi kissed her cheek: "Good night."

Zhou Xufang has been sleeping a lot recently for some reason.