Jian Yifan put down the medicine box and walked to the side of the bed to look at Feng Zimu. "Hello, I'm Jian Yifan, a good friend of Qiancheng, and a doctor, tell me if you feel uncomfortable."

"Doctor Jian, hello, I'm Feng Zimu, Brother Qiancheng's distant cousin, just came back from abroad, temporarily living here, I don't know why, I was fine last night, and today it's like this, probably caused by the lack of adaptation." Feng Zimu said comfortingly.

It was originally just a joke, but it really looks like that.

"I'll check this out." Jian Yifan began to examine his body.

The result is very simple, it is not that he is not adapted, but that his air conditioner is turned on too low, which causes a cold and cold.

"Hang a salt water, get rid of the fever, and get some sleep." Jian Yifan pricked him with a needle and went to find Lu Qiancheng.

Lu Qiancheng and He Zhenzhen came out of the study.

"Doctor Jane, you're here, how is Zimu?" He Zhenzhen looked at Jian Yifan and asked directly.

"It's nothing, it's just a cold caused by the wind chill, hang up water and wait for the fever to subside." Jian Yifan was much more relaxed.

It's a minor illness like Feng Zimu.

"Then I'm relieved, you talk, I'll go find Yiyi first." He Zhenzhen left directly to find Shen Yiyi.

Go to Feng Zimu's room first, Shen Yiyi is not in Feng Zimu's room, Feng Zimu is sleeping with an injection, she is inconvenient to disturb and turns around and leaves.

went to Shen Yiyi's room next door, and sure enough, the girl was there.

"Yiyi, what are you doing?" When He Zhenzhen went in, she saw Shen Yiyi lying on the bed with a sad face, and she walked over and patted Shen Yiyi's back. "Is it because of Feng Zimu?"

Shen Yiyi turned around. "Who's going to do anything about him, it's my mom who called again."

As soon as he heard that it was Lu Rushu calling, He Zhenzhen frowned, and knew that there must be nothing good. "Your mother, won't be asking your brother-in-law's ...... again"

"That's right, I want to ask how my brother-in-law and Song Yuelin are getting along?" Shen Yiyi is afraid that she is going crazy.

He Zhenzhen smiled.

"And how do you answer?" He Zhen was really a little curious.

Now Lu Qiancheng is the first person to worry about in their Lu family, and he is the president of the Lu family, which will inevitably make people anxious and worried.

"How can I answer, my uncle didn't get along with Song Yuelin at all, my uncle's heart has always been only on you, where did I pay attention to that Song Yuelin, so my mother's idea was wrong, I said I didn't know about my uncle." Shen Yiyi smiled wickedly at He Zhenzhen.

"Really, you said, if I tell my mother about you and my brother-in-law, won't she be so annoying?" Shen Yiyi blinked, raised her eyebrows, and looked extremely bad.

Tell Lu Rushu about her and Lu Qiancheng, how can this be.

If she is allowed to know, it is equivalent to letting the entire Lu family know.

At least not yet.

"Shen Yiyi, you calm me down, the matter between me and your brother-in-law is not allowed to tell anyone from the Lu family now, especially your mother! Do you understand? He Zhenzhen warned Shen Yiyi seriously.

There's really no joke to be made.

Shen Yiyi saw her so serious and calm, and directly raised her hand to surrender. "Oh, I said, what kind of person am I, can't you believe it? I just want to poke out about you and my uncle, and I won't really say it, especially when I tell my mother, if my mother knows, it will be a ...... Disaster. ”

He Zhenzhen hooked the corners of his mouth. "That's pretty much it."

"However, I really hope that you don't talk about this kind of underground relationship again, how boring is it to not be able to openly hold hands, are you interesting?" Shen Yiyi pouted dissatisfiedly.

She really doesn't agree with He Zhenzhen and her uncle's current love and relationship model.

But what if you don't agree?

This is their own private matter, what does she care?

"Interesting." He Zhenzhen smiled at her, he was deliberately angry with him.

"You, I really can't do anything about you." Shen Yiyi directly pinched her neck, looking like she was going to strangle her.

He Zhenzhen slapped her hand away. "Yiyi, Feng Zimu doesn't have any situation, it's just that the wind chill is cold, it's not serious, you don't have to worry too much."

When Shen Yiyi heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was fine, but he wouldn't admit it so quickly on his face. "Who is worried about him, what about him is his business, it has nothing to do with me."

Shen Yiyi is really a knife-mouthed tofu heart, obviously she is such a worried person, but she insists on pretending not to care, why bother.

"Yiyi, you care about him so much, why do you have to pretend that you don't care, and pretend to be someone to see, me?" He Zhen really has no way to take her.

What is it about confessing to caring for him?

"Who is pretending, what I said is the truth, I ......"

"Okay, I know what you think in your heart, you still care about Feng Zimu, but you don't want to admit it directly." He Zhenzhen actually didn't want to directly break Shen Yiyi's careful thoughts, but it was not a good thing for her to avoid it like this.

"Zhenzhen, don't think about it, Feng Zimu and I, we can only be strangers between the two of us, since we are strangers, I care about what he does." Shen Yiyi said these self-deceptive words, and he could only say it to himself, otherwise who would listen to it.

"Yiyi, last night's dish was not actually made by the chef." He Zhenzhen interrupted her directly.

Shen Yiyi looked at her with a stunned expression, in fact, she had already guessed this question, but she didn't want to admit it.

Because the taste is really quite different.

It's not the same person's hand at all, and Shen Yiyi ate this.

"Really, what do you want to say?" Shen Yiyi even had a bold idea popping up in her mind, but she was unwilling to admit it.

"Yiyi, all the dishes last night were made by Feng Zimu, and they were all made that you like to eat, didn't you find out?" He Zhenzhen's words were very calm.

The calm made Shen Yiyi's heart tremble slightly.

"Actually, I also had that kind of thought, but I don't want to believe that Feng Zimu, a person who has been gone for fifteen years and has not heard from him, suddenly comes back and can still remember what I like to eat, which is amazing, people can't believe it." Shen Yiyi's heart is quite conflicted.

A lot of the answers are out there, obviously.

You can understand it at a glance, but sometimes you just don't want to believe it.

Of course, He Zhenzhen knew that it was normal for Shen Yiyi to have such thoughts.

Even if you know your own tastes very well when you are a child, after all, you have been away for fifteen years, not five years.

The things that should have been forgotten have long been forgotten, and besides, it was still young at that time, and the memory was not very clear.

"However, let me tell you, last night's dish was really cooked by him alone, the taste is online, this is the power of love." He Zhenzhen smiled and joked with Shen Yiyi.

Shen Yiyi came over reflexively, pressed the person on his body, and pinched He Zhenzhen with a gesture.

He Zhenzhen was really troubled by her.

Little girl, this is shy.

"What is the power of love, there is no love between me and Feng Zimu, only hatred." Shen Yiyi let go of He Zhenzhen, and then lay on the side by herself, staring at the white ceiling and looking at it.

What is the relationship between him and Feng Zimu?

Seriously, even she herself can't figure it out and give a positive answer.

"This is your idea, not Feng Zimu's idea." He Zhenzhen lay on his side, then looked out the window.

The rain was much lighter, and it gradually became clearer.

"It seems that it will be sunny in the afternoon." He Zhenzhen sighed.

Sure enough, this is summer, and no matter how big the storm was before, the sky will soon be clear.

"Then we can go to the beach." Shen Yiyi was excited.

She's been really depressed lately.

It's also good to go to the beach early.

So, a heart that wants to fly to the beach is beating wildly.

I can't wait to throw myself into the arms of the sea right now.

"Feng Zimu is still sick?" He Zhenzhen thought that Feng Zimu was still sick, and in this case, there was no way for them to go to the beach so quickly.

Feng Zimu is sick, if he is not completely well, I am afraid that it will be more serious to go to the beach to blow the wind.

So this kind of Feng Zimu is not suitable for going to the beach at all.

"If he is sick, he can rest at home for a few more days, there is everything at home, and Steward Lin and the servants can take good care of him." Shen Yiyi's attitude is very clear there.

Originally, she didn't want Feng Zimu to go with her, but now that he is sick, it would be better to have an excuse.

Just let him not go.

How nice.

He Zhenzhen understood at a glance what Shen Yiyi was thinking.

"Feng Zimu made a table of dinner for you last night, and now you plan to abandon him and go to the beach?" He Zhenzhen smiled.

"What's not to do, just when I go to the beach to blow the sea breeze and blow my mind a little clearer, isn't it? Besides, Feng Zimu is sick now, he gave birth to himself, not me gave birth to him, the sick person should have a good rest at home, go to the beach, if the wind blows again, it will make the condition worse, and I am also for his good. Shen Yiyi took it for granted.

He Zhenzhen flicked her head, and didn't feel anything wrong.

Feng Zimu is sick, and his body is still the most important, so he can't go, so he won't go.

They just go on their own.

"You don't go over to look at people, Feng Zimu is lying there with injections now, very pitiful." He Zhenzhen poked Shen Yiyi's waist to remind her.

Shen Yiyi shook her head in refusal. "I'm not going."

In fact, she wants to go in her heart, but she can't get over her face.

So resolutely don't go, no matter how pitiful Feng Zimu is, he is sick himself, and she didn't make him sick, let alone because she made a dinner sick.

There is no need for such a big self-blame.