Chapter 9 Ancestral Prescriptions

After thinking about it clearly, Gu Zhaoyue took out her bank card and calculated it, and bought a lot of ingredients back.

So when Fu Jingnian came back, the whole room was filled with the smell of food, and he looked moved and said to He Yun: "What's the matter?" ”

He Yun's face was a little strange: "Eh, it should be Mrs. who is cooking soup for you." ”

So Madame wasn't satisfied last night, right? I actually want to use drugs-

He Yun's brows furrowed disapprovingly, and he was fishing in the water, and his wife was too much.

"Boss, I'm going to ask Madame not to do it." He whispered.

Fu Jingnian sniffed the smell of medicine, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he said lightly: "No need, but leave some samples later and hand them over to the research institute for testing." ”

Fu Jingnian's eyes were cold, and he quietly listened to the movement in the kitchen.

Gu Zhaoyue was busy in the kitchen all day, and finally made out the ancestral Mingmu Yishen soup.

Fu Jingnian's eyes couldn't see because there was a blood clot in his brain that could not be dissolved, and it was very dangerous to operate on that location, so the doctor could only let him take medicine and expect the blood clot to dissolve by itself.

But after so many years, the ablation of blood clots is very slow.

Her soup can promote brain circulation, and may be useful for dissolving blood clots.

Thinking of this, she clenched the soup pot in front of her, her eyes lit up slightly.

In case Fu Jingnian's eyes are cured, it should be no problem to ask him for tens of millions.

Walking out of the medicine pot just in time to see the man sitting quietly in a wheelchair, Gu Zhaoyue thought of Qian and smiled sincerely.

"Coming back? I stewed a medicinal meal for you, it will help your eyes, drink it and try it. ”

When Fu Jingnian heard this, his finger lightly tapped.

He Yun immediately understood, and said in a cold voice: "Please Madame take a sip first." ”

Gu Zhaoyue was stunned, was she afraid that she would be poisoned?

Fu Jingnian really hates her.

He pursed his lips, poured some out of the pot, drank it all, then turned the bowl upside down, and said, "Is it okay?" ”

Fu Jingnian frowned slightly.

When she first came in, Gu Zhaoyue's tone was gentle and relaxed, but after knowing that she was not trusted, her tone revealed a sense of grievance no matter how restrained she was.

I don't know why, the slightly trembling voice was wrapped around my heart like a silk thread.

It's a strange and familiar feeling.

reminded him of Fu Rui's mother.

The girl was obviously in pain, but she just hummed softly, showing grievances and forbearance.

After all these years, he still can't forget it.

But, this woman is not her.

Thinking of this, Fu Jingnian hardened his heart: "He Yun, take the soup and go to the study." ”

Hearing this, He Yun picked up the medicine pot and nodded to Gu Zhaoyue.

Gu Zhaoyue was stunned, why didn't he drink it?

couldn't help but order: "You must drink it, you will know it when you drink it, it has a miraculous effect, and you also want to have your eyes early." ”

Her family's ancestral decoction is very powerful.

But He Yun only felt that it was strange that Gu Zhaoyue was so diligent.

And Fu Jingnian didn't believe it at all, he had drunk the medicine for so many years, and he was looking for the best doctor, but his eyes could not be restored.

She doesn't know what the decoction is, even if it is not poisoned, what effect can it have?

So when he got back to his study, he was busy with meetings and reviewing documents.

Until a thin and soft voice outside said, "You, why haven't you drunk yet?" The medicinal decoction is not so good when it cools. ”

Fu Jingnian's hand touching the touch screen shook slightly, and he accidentally turned off the audio reading mode of the file.

He frowned coldly and continued to click.

But after a while, Gu Zhaoyue's voice floated over faintly: "I've drunk it, what are you afraid of?" Isn't it a man? ”

Who is not a man?

Fu Jingnian's thick eyebrows raised slightly, he was silent for a moment, and then picked up the bowl and drank it all.

It's no wonder that he is not strong-willed, mainly because a cat loves to be spoiled.

Then there was a rare hint of sleepiness.

He frowned vigilantly, and called He Yundao: "It's strange that you come here, I'm suddenly very sleepy." ”