Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress

After playing chess, Warm and Ya was rushed back to the room to rest, and she had to reluctantly return to her room.

Laying under the quilt for a while, Wen Xinya mixed uncomfortably, rolled over the bed two times, and finally lifted the quilt to get up and took a look at the often-watched "Mengxi Bi Tan".

Flipping over, Wen Xinya, I saw some obscure places in the book, using round, sleek, straight, neat lower case for annotations.

To be sharp and round, to be sharp and sharp, to be curved to the inside and the outside, to be half curved and straight, the pens to be different, but coordinated, written in a line of words, staggered, and the lines of nature naturally run like a string. Strings of pearls, brilliant.

It is the word of Si Yizhen!

Wen Ya thought of seeing him holding the book a few times before, and she didn't care, but he didn't expect him to be so careful and made so many comments for her.

Wen Xinya thought, I haven't read this book for a long time.

Just thinking, He's carrying a bowl of astragalus gelatin porridge into the room: "Miss, I've cooked the porridge for nourishing qi and nourishing blood, and you should drink it while you are hot."

Wen Ya thought of the strange smell of Ejiao, and couldn't help wrinkling her nose: "Thank you, Mom!"

He Ma looked at the book in her hand and hurried forward to draw it out: "Little girl, you hurt your forehead and need to keep it. Don't worry about it in the past few days. Concussion is the most tolerant, you are young I do n’t think so, you will know how bad it is when you age. ”

With a bitter face, Warm and Ya held her arms and said, "Hey, you're so freakish. The doctor said that I had only a slight concussion, and it was completely okay when I was discharged. Reading the book is not annoying. It ’s just killing time, and I bleed only a little bit of blood.

Is she really not confinement, but gently rubs her forehead? Why is everyone more nervous than her? Don't do this, don't think.

Her mother did not eat her set: "Slight concussion is also considered a concussion, young lady, your brain is as expensive as that of the old man. You have to learn it from college, but you ca n’t have a slight loss, and your body is weaker. "It's good for your body to eat more foods to nourish qi and blood."

Warm and Yadu barked his mouth and bargained: "Then don't eat Ejiao, eat red dates, and red dates also make blood."

Although she doesn't like red dates, they are sweet.

He Ma laughed quickly: "Miss, you like red dates, I will add two red dates to the porridge tomorrow, but Ejiao must be eaten. These Ejiao products are produced in Gudong'a County. They are very pure and have no strange taste. "

When the warm and small face collapsed, I had to drink porridge in a bowl. The soft and glutinous stalks of rice were sweet and soft, exuding a fragrant smell. There was really no strange smell.

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open again, and Mother Jiang came in with a bowl of slightly bitter soup: "Miss Du, Mr. Du said that you had lost blood before, and you want to drink some angelica blood soup, I specially I boiled some according to Du Lao's instructions, the taste was not bad, and it was not bitter at all. I also prepared dim sum for you. "

Cozy and elegant, with the eyes of He Mom and Jiang Mom, holding a nose to pour a bowl of soup, and after drinking it, she felt a strange smell in her mouth. She quickly took a snack and put it in her mouth. The sweet dim sum melted in the mouth, which dispelled the feeling of nausea.

After Mom Jiang and He Mom left, Wen Xinya face rolled on the bed twice, and the phone suddenly rang.

It is a special mobile phone with Si Yihuan, Wen Xinya, quickly rolled to the bed, picked up the phone and picked it up.

"Discharged? How is your body? Does the wound still hurt? What did the doctor say?" Si Yiyu's deep, pleasing voice, like Guqin's twists and turns, solitary and clear, very clear and clear.

When I heard Si Yizheng's voice, the Wen Xinya voice suddenly softened, with a soft waxy nasal voice: "Well! As soon as I was discharged from the hospital this afternoon, the doctor said that it was all right, but the wound still hurt, and sometimes itchy. Yes, it's very uncomfortable. "

Si Yizhen's voice was low and tempting: "It was a raw meat in the wound. You must bear it when itching. Don't touch it with your hands. Remember to wipe the medicine on time every day."

The Wen Xinya heart is soft, and the smile on the lips is very beautiful: "If you give me a medicine that regenerates muscles and blood, it works well. If I keep rubbing the wound, I won't stay scar."

Si Yizhen's voice softened a bit again: "That's good, but during this time, be careful not to get wet with water, but also pay attention to diet, eat less spicy food, and don't eat cold, pigmented things Don't eat ... "

Warm and ya listened to his quiet and distant voice, and kept telling her these trivial matters, wrinkling her nose, but the corners of her lips were beautiful and disgusting. He always thought that Si Yi's mouth was giving orders and pointing at the mountains and rivers, But he did not expect that one day he would chatter about this trivial matter.

Wen Xinya lips with wide smiles extended: "These doctors have explained."

There was no sound at that time.

The Wen Xinya voice said softly: "Si Yizhen, I live in my grandfather's house now. I just played a game with my grandfather. My grandfather also murdered me. He said that I didn't hit the south wall and didn't give up. He also taught me. "

There was a smile on the cell phone of the secretary.

The Wen Xinya words turned and smiled again and again: "My grandfather is so fierce to me, I decided to dye the proud gray hair to black.

He was full of grievances before, and laughed again. He couldn't help sympathizing with Father Mo, and was tangling her hair, and Mo could definitely take her for nothing.

Speaking, the Wen Xinya voice broke down again: "Did you know that as soon as I was discharged from the hospital today, the mothers and mothers made strange weird porridge and bitter medicine for me, and I was not allowed to read the book Brain, don't allow this, don't allow that ... "

Si Yiming listened to her grieving grin, and said with a low smile: "He mother, they are for your good, and they have been good for two days."

Wen Ya continued to complain: "The doctor said that my injury was not a big deal, as long as I was raised for a few days. Where should I be so nervous? I don't feel like I'm recovering, but confinement. This can't be done. , That can't be done ... "

The little mouth was still chattering, but the warmth in her voice was so obvious. She was turning around and told her that she was so good that he didn't worry about it: "Be good and be wounded, and I'll go back to see you after I've been busy for a while. "

Si Yi also faintly sighed. It seems that the previous cooperation project proposed by the government of the country Z needs to be carefully considered again. Such separation is not good at all times, although the ancients said that if the two feelings are long-lasting, how will they be changing? Mu, but he doesn't eat this set. He wants to be alone and must be by her side in every possible way.