Chapter 38: His Different Kind of Warmth 5

Suningyan felt that his face was getting hotter and hotter, and it was itchy, and he especially wanted to scratch it with his hands, but he was afraid that he would scratch the skin.

"Little uncle, my face is red, and I also have red spots on my arms, it's so itchy."

When Zhuo Junyue heard this, his brows furrowed, and he hated that he couldn't see it at the moment.

"Bear with me, bring the walkie-talkie."

Ning Yan was uncomfortable, and took the walkie-talkie on the side to him.

Zhuo Junyue dialed the number two button, and five minutes later, Dr. Shao came over with the entire medical team.

He personally examined Suningyan, but it was just an allergy.

Listening to the roar of the eldest young master just now, I didn't know, and I thought that Miss Su's life was hanging by a thread.

"Young Master, Miss Su is allergic to the mango and lychee she ate in the morning, both of which are hot fruits, and if you eat too much, some people can easily cause allergies. Now give Miss Su some medicine, and do some nebulization, it will be fine soon, please rest assured, young master. ”

Zhuo Junyue wrinkled his brows, looking very unsightly, "Uncle Lin, all the mango trees and lychee trees in the yard have been cut down." ”

"Yes, young master, I'll have the fruit tree cut down now."

Suningyan listened to Zhuo Junyue's words, was startled, and hurried over to stop him.

"Little uncle, don't cut down fruit trees, it's the first time I've seen so many fruits grow, I'm excited, and I can't help but be greedy. I promise that I will control it in the future and never eat more, please, don't cut down fruit trees. ”

The fruit tree grew so well, and it was so sweet, that it had grown well in the ground.

As a result, she was cut off because of her gluttony allergies, and she felt like a sinner.

"Eat, eat, eat, you know to eat, I don't have anything for you to eat? spread it, and I thought that the more mean I Zhuo Jun was, the more mean a woman, I couldn't even raise a woman. ”

Zhuo Junyue roared so loudly that no one present dared to gasp more.

He roared like this, and Miss Su was still safe and sound. In the past, many people were already lying on the ground in minutes.

"It's not my uncle's fault, it's my fault, I'm a pig, I know how to eat all day long, it's my lack of culture, my lack of knowledge, and my weirdness, it's all my fault. So it's not about those fruit trees, don't you cut them down, okay? ”

In order to keep those fruit trees, Suningyan said that he didn't dare to refute anything.

Moreover, he had promised her to pick some on Sunday and bring them home, and he was never allowed to cut down the fruit trees.

The people present couldn't help but want to laugh when they heard Suningyan's confession.

But no one dared, the eldest young master's face was dark, everyone was holding back, and their faces were about to endure cramps.

Miss Su, can you not be so cute?

"Shut up, there is so much nonsense, Dr. Shao, hurry up and cure her."

"Yes, young master, Miss Su invited me to come here."

Suningyan obediently followed Dr. Shao to the sofa, and then turned his head to look at Steward Lin, "Uncle Lin, don't cut down the fruit tree." ”

The orders given by the eldest young master are usually rarely changed.

But looking at what the eldest young master meant just now, it seemed that he agreed, and it seemed that Miss Su's position in the eldest young master's heart was getting heavier and heavier.

In the past, those caretakers, let alone dare to disobey him, even if they said one more word, the eldest young master was unhappy and drove people out directly.

Suningyan took the medicine and did half an hour of atomization, and the hot feeling on his face has been reduced a lot.

Zhuo Junyue ordered her to lie down beside him to rest, how dare Ning Yan not listen to him now?

She obediently lay on the side and read the newspaper to him by the way.

Zhuo Junyue is a top student who graduated from Harvard, and his reading ability is not bad when he listens to this little thing, which is a little surprising.

"Little niece, your English level is okay, where did you get into college, what major?"

Hearing him ask where he was admitted to college, Ning Yan didn't dare to think that he sold himself to Zhuo Junyue and could still have the opportunity to go to college.

"I like English very much, I can watch American dramas directly, without translation. Little uncle, I was admitted to the foreign language department of Ningbo University. ”