His eyes shot sharply at Ding Chen, and Ding Chen shuddered.

The boss who dared to love thought that he had disturbed him.

"Do you want to get out of here?" the delicate voice was unhurried and crisp.

Damn, this little girl is really capable. Should I give it a thumbs up?

Ding Chen wanted to cry without tears, he was simply lifting a stone to shoot himself in the foot.

Forget it, the boss has a new person and forgets the old one. He'd better sneak out with his tail between his legs.

"How is Xiao Qi?" Old Madam Fu asked when she saw Ding Chen coming out.

"The seventh master is much better, and Miss Su is still with me. Ding Chen smiled bitterly in his heart.

"That's good, that's good. Old Madam Fu was very pleased.

Inside the bedroom.

"The frog is so ugly, how can the princess kiss it?"

"Ugly?" Fu Hanyuan looked at her meaninglessly, and his tail note was soft.

【+5】

, deliberately?

What do you mean?

Remind me of ugliness?

The little girl bit her lip, rolled her round eyes, and said with a grin, "The frog picked up the ball for the princess." The princess said, 'Ugly, fuck off, who's going to kiss you,' turned and ran. Then the princess called the guards, scooped up the frog, scraped its skin and cramped it, and burned it and ate it...... Dad, you say this is a good story......"

As the little girl talked, she fell asleep and called out "Daddy" in a blur.

Fu Hanyuan's face was black: ......

Fortunately, Ding Chen went out, if he listened to this story, it would be strange if he didn't have nightmares.

This little girl seems to be quite kind, but she is even more vicious than his master.

Skinning the benefactor's cramps!

......

She was so tired.

After a week of high-intensity study, staying up late at night and working overtime, and not even taking a lunch break during the day, she finally fell asleep because she couldn't stand it.

At this time, the man completely faded from the cold, got up, and carried her to the bed.

......

Seeing Fu Hanyuan coming out of the bedroom, everyone was taken aback. You must know that in the past, when Fu Hanyuan was sick, he would suffer for a day or two before he could get better, and he was often tormented by the illness to the point that he was not human. However, today, just for a while, he is as good as ever.

It's incredible!

"She's asleep, don't disturb her, wait for her to wake up. "The good voice lacks the cold of the past.

Song Qiao took out the tools from the medical box and immediately examined him.

After the inspection, he said, "Good recovery." ”

Old Madam Fu hurriedly instructed the housekeeper to prepare lunch for Fu Hanyuan, who had not eaten until now because of a headache.

Song Qiao watched Fu Hanyuan go downstairs with brisk steps. Then, he turned around, looked at Ding Chen, pointed to the bedroom, and asked, "She, what did she do for him?"

"Tell a story. ”

"Storytelling?"

"That's right, it's storytelling, Miss Su tells the story to the seventh master. ”

Can Storytelling Heal?

So what do you want him to do with the world's top medical wonders?

Song Qiao was speechless, and he didn't believe it when he was killed.

"You don't believe it?" Ding Chen looked at him with a shocked look and decided to let him understand this fact.

Even if he sees a ghost alive, Ding Chen has to pull others to "see a ghost alive" together.

"I don't believe it. ”

"Then let me tell you, first Miss Su told the story to the seventh master. Later, it was the Seventh Master who told Miss Su a story. If my guess is right, Miss Su tells the story, and the seventh master is cured. The seventh master told the story, and Miss Su fell asleep. Ding Chen spread his hands helplessly, turned around and walked out of the cubicle, and went downstairs, leaving Song Qiao alone in a daze.

Song Qiao analyzed the data just now and found that Fu Hanyuan's various indicators had improved to varying degrees. Suddenly, an idea sprung up in my head.

I have to let the Seventh Master get along with this little girl often, maybe the Seventh Master's illness can really be cured.