Speaking of this clothes, Luo Qishan still remembers the scene that happened that day. She was chased by the patient's family. Lan Zehui happened to arrive in time, but his tomatoes were thrown away, and the clothes were very dirty... Luo Qishan saw what brand of clothes it was, and quietly bought one, and was about to pay him a compensation. She originally bought it two days ago, but she forgot to bring it out for the drinks, and now she happened to send it to Lan Zehui.

Luo Qishan once heard Lan Zehui say that he did not live with Lan Qin. He lived alone and had servants to serve him at home. That's why Luo Qishan would go there alone. If Lan Zehui and Lan Qin lived together, she wouldn't have gone.

Luo Qishan went home and took her clothes and then drove to Lan Zehui's residence. It was not very far away. The road was smooth and it took more than half an hour to drive.

This is a high-end apartment located near the Golden Commercial Center of the city. The community is strictly managed and there are access controls in and out. The environment inside is well greened, leisurely and comfortable, with red flowers and clear waters shining together, giving people an illusion that it feels like in spring.

It was already dusk, and the lights were on, and it was time for dinner, but Luo Qishan was thinking about the U-plate. If she didn't get it, she wouldn't feel at ease when she had it.

To be honest, Lan Zehui is quite loyal. That day, because she met Luo Qishan and was chased by her family, she asked her what happened. After she knew about it, he really sent someone to investigate. She was very capable. Even the police did not find out the whereabouts of the Speed ​​Party, but Lan Zehui found it.

Luo Qishan also walked lightly, and she was very pleased that as long as she got the U disk, He Huiyi could not hide anything. All she wanted was justice, not only for the patient, but also for herself. As for the position of the head of the treatment team, she didn't think that she could let her sit on it after showing the U disk to the leader.

The doorbell rang for a long time before Lan Zehui came to open the door. His face looked a little red and he was really having a fever.

"Shan Shan..." The sound from Lan Zehui's throat was different from usual, and it sounded like a ton of peaches.

Luo Qishan held Lan Zehui with concern. Due to the doctor's occupational disease, her hand reached his forehead...

"It's a bit hot, maybe about 38 degrees... Do you have medicine at home?" Luo Qishan didn't care about asking about U disk for a moment. Lan Zehui is now an ordinary patient in her eyes.

Lan Zehui smiled bitterly and said weakly: "There is a medicine box at home, but I forgot if there is any medicine inside."

“…”

Luo Qishan was speechless. It seemed that this was also a person who was not very good at taking care of herself.

He helped Lan Zehui in, sat on the sofa, and helped him get the medicine box. Then Luo Qishan took a closer look... Fortunately, there was medicine.

"Ah... I'll look at your throat?" Luo Qishan shone with a flashlight on her cell phone, looked at her throat and flipped her eyelids.

"How come you have a fever?"

"I was in the rain last night, so..."

"It's cold now, so pay more attention to your health... Why is your servant not taking care of you?"

"The servant asked for leave and went back to his hometown."

“…”

OK, Luo Qishan understood that Lan Zehui was sick now and there was no one to take care of him. I guess he could only order takeaway for dinner tonight.

"Take these two medicines together," Luo Qishan found the antipyretic and anti-inflammatory drugs from the medicine box.

Lan Zehui frowned and looked at her holding the white pills, feeling a little uncomfortable in her stomach.

"This medicine is not a capsule or sugar-coated, it will be very bitter, right?"

"Hmm?" Luo Qishan was stunned: "Are you still afraid of taking medicine?"

Obviously, this was right, Lan Zehui smiled awkwardly: "I just rarely take medicine and I'm not used to it."

What should my body be like if anyone takes medicine for a long time?

"Do you have sugar at home?"

Lan Zehui thought for a while and pointed to the direction of the kitchen...

Luo Qishan added some sugar to the boiling water, so that he might not feel that uncomfortable.

It was quite difficult for Lan Zehui to take medicine. He took it in his hand and looked again and again, looking left and right, and finally swallowed the medicine with the encouragement of Luo Qishan.

But after swallowing, I kept holding my eyebrows and not talking. After a while, I let out a long sigh: "The medicine... is really unpalatable."

Not only did he take the medicine, Luo Qishan also took his body temperature with the thermometer in the medicine box.

Luo Qishan couldn't help but smile, and her beautiful face seemed to suddenly bloom with a flower. The moving beauty made Lan Zehui slightly stunned.

"Shanshan, you are so nice to me..." Lan Zehui looked a little confused, and stared at Luo Qishan with full of affection.

Luo Qishan was stunned and thought to herself that she was just looking for medicine for him. This is very common and nothing particularly stands out.

But Lan Zehui's expression is obviously not exaggeration or lying, he is really grateful to her.

"Shanshan, do you know that if my father was there, he would not care whether I had taken medicine or not. He would only ask me to go to the hospital for treatment and then go to his career. And my mother... had a heart attack last year and left forever, so for me, no one around me really cared about me, but fortunately I still have you, Shanshan..." Lan Zehui said a little desolately, although she was still laughing, she was very bitter.

A few light words are enough to show that there are many problems with the father-son relationship between Lan Zehui and Lan Qin.

Luo Qishan was silent... It turned out that Lan Zehui's mother had passed away. No wonder she didn't see Lan Qin appear with her wife at the cocktail party.

Lan Qin seems to be really cruel and ruthless, and he can ignore his son. What his relatives need is not just a perfunctory word of care, but a heartfelt act of care. Does a person like Lan Qin have the heart? Lan Zehui is his son, which is a kind of sadness in a certain way.

This luxurious house is said to be tens of thousands per square meter... but what lives inside is Lan Zehui's lonely soul. How can it be called home in a deserted place?

Alas... Luo Qishan sighed for Lan Zehui in her heart. She is not as good as Lan Qin. She is simply a tragic character. Unfortunately, Lan Zehui's life is not as glorious as his performance. Every family has a difficult sutra...

Lan Zehui's gloomy expression and hurtful eyes made Luo Qishan feel unbearable. This was the first time he had revealed his worries. He had few friends here, so he must be so depressed.

Luo Qishan suddenly stood up and smiled heartily and said, "Don't think about those unhappy things anymore. Are you hungry? I'll go see what you can eat in the refrigerator. Let me cook myself today!"

"You cook? Can you really eat it?" Lan Zehui deliberately made a skeptical look, but there was a surprise in his eyes.

"Haha, you'll know after you've eaten it!"

She smiled brightly and brightly, sweeping away the dull and depressing atmosphere before. She would not comfort people with sweet words, but she had a positive energy that made people still infected by her when she was in a low mood and became less sad.

Lan Zehui looked at Luo Qishan's back intently, and the fire in his heart was gushing. There had been no laughter in this family for a long time, and it was her who brought light and warmth.

This woman is so unique. She has no exaggerated colors on her body. She doesn’t like to wear heavy makeup, but no one can deny her beauty. It’s not just that she is amazing without makeup, but her inner self is the most beautiful place.

Lan Zehui felt that he was so lucky that he was taken care of by Luo Qishan, even if he had a fever of 40 degrees, it would be worth it.

At this time, Luo Qishan walked out and saw Lan Zehui giggling foolishly, and couldn't help but ask: "What are you laughing at?"

Lan Zehui withdrew his mind, and his tender eyes locked on her cheeks. This white, red and jade-like face really makes people unable to see enough.

"I'm laughing at myself for being blessed in disguise. Although I'm sick, I can eat the food you cooked with myself. It's so surprising."

Luo Qishan didn't think about what he meant, but said regretfully: "There are only tomatoes and eggs in the refrigerator, and a fruit corn. The dinner will be very light. Are you used to it?"

"Of course I'm used to eating it. As long as it is made by you, it will be delicious." Lan Zehui smiled happily.

"Okay, I'll cook some porridge. If you feel uncomfortable in your throat, it's better to drink porridge."

"good……"

Lan Zehui was originally a little dizzy, but now because Luo Qishan is coming, he feels his mental state is getting better, but looking at the thermometer, it shows that he is burning to 38 degrees 5...

But he was not worried, but was in a good mood. He thought that he could eat the food made by his lover in a while. What was this little cooking? The pain he suffered disappeared because of her appearance.

Luo Qishan was cooking porridge in the kitchen, but she didn't realize that there was a tall shadow behind her... Lan Zehui had already gotten off the sofa.

He just watched quietly, his eyes becoming more and more gentle, and he couldn't help it, just like he was looking at his lover. He was wondering whether Luo Qishan had a little affection for him? I don't know if it was really confused or something, but finally, Lan Zehui walked over and reached out to hug Luo Qishan's waist...
Chapter completed!