"Then you don't have any activities on the weekend?" An Zhisu ran into the kitchen with the bowls and chopsticks, followed by Ye Lancheng who was carrying the plate.
Ye Lancheng put the plate into the automatic dishwasher and motioned to An Zhisu to put the bowl in too: "Not this week." After a pause, he added: "My friends are having a party tonight."
An Zhisu said oh, but in his mind, he was thinking about a friend's gathering, and what if Ye Lancheng went there with three scratch marks on his neck... The picture was too beautiful, I couldn't imagine it.
An Zhisu covered her face, she was really sorry for Ye Lancheng. She had to scratch her neck where there was something wrong.
"Let's go together." The dishwasher stopped, and Ye Lancheng took a clean dish towel and began to wipe the dishes.
"Ah?" An Zhisu pointed at himself: "I'll go too, is it appropriate?"
"There is no woman more suitable than you, Mrs. Ye. She is a close friend of mine. They knew we were married and have been clamoring to see you." Ye Lancheng said in a flat voice.
An Zhisu yelled again, feeling even more depressed. Ye Lancheng went through the scratches by himself, and the only one who would be embarrassed was himself. If he took her with him, the only ones who would be embarrassed would be the two of them. She doubted if Ye Lancheng was holding "Only"
She was led there with the mentality of "It's better to be embarrassed than to be embarrassed."
Ouch...
An Zhisu roared in her heart. Is it too late for her to pretend to have a headache, to have a fever, to pretend to be uncomfortable?
"Young Master."
While An Zhisu was howling, Lao Jiu's voice came from the door.
Ye Lancheng also finished wiping the dishes at this moment. He responded and put the dishes into the cupboard.
An Zhisu discovered belatedly that she was the one to wash the dishes, hadn't she? Why did it become Ye Lancheng's job again?
"Young Master, Doctor Li is here." Lao Jiu's voice came again.
An Zhisu reflexively asked after hearing this: "Why did you ask the doctor? Are you sick?"
"No, I invited you."
An Zhisu's face turned pale instantly, his back stiffened, and his pupils shrank suddenly. A string seemed to snap in his mind, and there was a buzzing sound.
Did he ask a doctor for himself? He still thought she was mentally ill, he didn't believe her, he didn't believe her.
"Doctor Li has very good medical skills and is a descendant of the famous doctor Li Shizhen. Let's go and let him take a look at you." Ye Lancheng stretched out his hand to lead her out.
Snapped!
An Zhisu stubbornly opened his hand and said word by word: "I'm not sick!"
After saying these three loud words, An Zhisu walked out of the kitchen directly.
"Young Madam, you are up just in time. Let Dr. Li help you..."
"I'm not sick, I don't need a doctor!" An Zhisu interrupted Lao Jiu with an unhappy tone and stomped upstairs.
"An Zhisu, stop!"
Ye Lancheng's voice came from behind in an indifferent and cold voice. An Zhisu didn't want to hear it, but his legs refused to obey and he stood still.
"Come down." Ye Lancheng came out of the kitchen and took a few steps towards the stairs.
An Zhisu's back was stiff, like a hedgehog with barbs all over her body. She turned around slowly, her eyes firm: "I don't!"
Ye Lancheng frowned and softened his tone: "Be obedient."
Lao Jiu:......
God, what did he hear? The eldest son of their family, who was always aloof, was coaxing their young lady. This was the rhythm of the sun rising in the west.
"I don't!" An Zhisu refused without fear of death.
Lao Jiu:......
Lao Jiu couldn't help but turned his head and glanced at the sun outside, and then he couldn't understand. The sun still came out from the east today. Where did their young lady have the courage to challenge the eldest son?
Lao Jiu recalled that the last time someone dared to challenge the young master was ten years ago in the African branch. He still remembered that the person who was not afraid of death to challenge the young master seemed to have physically disappeared.
Lao Jiu scratched his head. He was thinking, how could the young master behave so innocently that made the young lady mistakenly think that the young master was a maniac who doted on his wife? This gave him the confidence to confront the young master.
At this time, even Dr. Li on the side was sweating for An Zhisu. Although he did not have much dealings with Ye Lancheng, he used to be his royal doctor. He never felt that this Young Master Ye was an easy person to get along with.
The atmosphere became inexplicably tense. Lao Jiu looked at An Zhisu, who was still standing in a stalemate on the stairs without fear of death. He wanted to find a place for the newly appointed young lady to get off, but he was really worried about the temper of their eldest son. He opened his mouth.
, still didn’t dare to speak.
"Ye Lancheng, let me tell you, I'm not sick. I'm just telling you this time. Believe it or not." An Zhisu's face turned pale. He clenched his fists and turned around to continue going upstairs.
"You're not sick. It's not you who coughs in the middle of the night. You're not sick. It's not you who coughs after drinking some cold air. An Zhisu, what kind of disease do you think I asked the doctor to come here to treat you for?" Ye Lancheng's voice was as indifferent as water after the silence.
It rang again.
An Zhisu's footsteps stopped disobediently again.
cough?
He specially invited the doctor to treat her cough?
An invisible big word "囧" appeared on An Zhisu's forehead instantly.
"Young madam, the young master arranged for me to invite Dr. Li yesterday morning. Dr. Li was busy yesterday and had no time, so it was postponed until today." Lao Jiu didn't know what riddle they were talking about, but finally got a chance to interrupt.
He quickly explained.
An Zhisu bit his lip, God, this is such a misunderstanding.
Yesterday, he invited Lao Jiu because she coughed too much the night before and Ye Lancheng was worried about it. It was not because she lost control of her mood last night. He thought she had a mental problem.
An Zhisu really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, but Ye Lancheng had good intentions, but she treated her like a donkey. If it were her, she would definitely want to beat her up to relieve her anger.
"Come down." Ye Lancheng ignored her and didn't care whether she was obedient or not. He asked Lao Jiu to invite Dr. Li to the living room, and then walked over himself.
An Zhisu instantly turned into a well-behaved and obedient little kitten. He said "oh" and slowly retreated down the stairs. He slowly followed Ye Lancheng's footsteps and almost buried his face in his chest in shame.
Lao Jiu:......
Madam, was your courage eaten by a dog just now?
Ye Lancheng asked Dr. Li to sit down, and Dr. Li sat down on the sofa.
An Zhisu came over slowly and was the last one. After thinking for two seconds, he decided to choose a safe distance farthest away from Ye Lancheng to sit.
"Sitting so far away, you plan to ask Dr. Li to diagnose your pulse with a silk thread?" Ye Lancheng glanced at An Zhisu's movements.
An Zhisu:......
With such a poisonous mouth, can we still be a good couple?
Lao Jiu showed a worried look, "Young Master, you have such a venomous mouth, be careful of your wife divorcing you."
Doctor Li looked at his nose with his eyes, his nose at his heart, and said with a kind smile: "Young Madam, please come this way."
"Oh." An Zhisu lowered his head, carefully avoiding Ye Lancheng, and sat down next to him.
Ye Lancheng ignored her and started making tea.
Doctor Li had already learned about An Zhisu's condition in advance from Lao Jiu, so he didn't ask any more questions. He took out the pulse pillow from the medicine box he carried and put it on the corner of the table. He asked An Zhisu to stretch out his hand and he wanted to take her pulse.
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An Zhisu had never had any experience with traditional Chinese medicine, so he reached out his hand cooperatively. Doctor Li put a few fingers on her pulse and started counting her pulse.