When Mu Churan gave the medicine to Mrs. Fu, Luo Nanfei took a few more glances. The packaging outside was different from the domestic medicine bought from hospitals and pharmacies. The packaging used a very strong traditional Chinese medicine packaging style.
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"This medicine should be quite expensive." Luo Nanfei asked casually.
Mu Churan raised his chin high, "That's natural, because its medicinal effect is really unique, so the price is extremely high. I also bought it with someone."
"There won't be a problem with what you ask someone to buy, right?" Mrs. Fu remembered that the last time Mrs. Zhao bought a box of fake medicine, and was exposed by Nan Fei on the spot.
Mu Churan gritted his teeth when he heard this, and then showed it to Luo Nanfei, "Are you not a doctor? Then do you think it is true or false?"
"What's the big reaction for Miss Mu?" Luo Nanfei looked up at her, "I didn't say anything else, but Mrs. Fu's body has been personally recuperated recently. Suddenly changing the medicine will make her body
I can't bear it, it seems that there is no problem with my consideration like this?"
"But I bought such expensive medicine! It's also for the sake of respecting the old lady!" Mu Churan said angrily, "But you said it's better not to use it. I think you've been targeting me all the time."
Luo Nanfei took a look and said, "It's true, but... it's better not to use it."
"Luan Fei! What do you mean?"
"Okay, okay, stop fighting." Old Mrs. Fu was speechless, then took the box of medicine given by Han Zinyi and said, "I know you are all filial to me, so I'll try it all, okay?"
"Yes! Don't worry about this matter, come and have a meal."
Old Mrs. Fu has a headache.
Mrs. Fu has a headache.
Seeing that they were delicious, Mrs. Fu felt that the chef at home was useful for the first time!
Mu Churan's face did not improve throughout the whole process. Later, Mrs. Fu remembered and asked Fu Heng, "Are you done the details at the wedding?"
The atmosphere dropped to freezing point for a while until the butler put all the dishes on. Mu Churan vomited blood because he saw that most of the dishes were liked by the children.
Moreover, the children were also hungry to play, so they all sat down without hesitation, and they all squirted their mouths, like little greedy cats.
He is only four years old, and it is very strange.
His attitude made Mu Churan's face, which had not improved before, even worse.
Because Fu Heng did not allow them to participate, Mrs. Fu let them go and the young people do it. She couldn't participate in the specifics, so this is the only thing she can ask.
"Well, it's done." Fu Heng answered casually, and kept teasing Xiao Yiqing. This kid was a complete hacker, and he had never forgotten it.
He turned his head to look at Mu Churan, who also turned his head to look at him, without screaming or being frightened, but his skirt was wet.
Luo Nanfei next to him: "..."
Even Xiao Yiqing, who was sitting between her and Fu Heng, felt it. She twisted her face deeply. This woman always felt cool and shady, making people feel very uncomfortable...
He raised his hand and grabbed a glass of juice, but he didn't catch it steadily...
"If I say I didn't mean it, do you believe it?" Xiao Yiqing said numbly. Mu Churan: "..."
"Of course I believe it!" She gritted her teeth and forced a smile. She couldn't stay there. She turned to Fu Heng and said, "Brother Fu Heng, I'm a little tired. It's already too late today. I'm not as good as me.
Go back first?"
My son seems to be very targeting Mu Churan.
Old Mrs. Fu and Mrs. Fu were also surprised. Why were the children so disgusted? Huanmu Churan, but the children are born naive. If they don’t like one person, then maybe... this person is really bad?
"Cough!" Mrs. Fu coughed lightly and interrupted him, "You go and send Churan back?"
Otherwise, the family would be doing something like that. When Mu Churan returned with such a look, the people in the Mu family would definitely think they had bullied her.
She was eager to see the woman from the Bai family now, and she was eager to know how to deal with Luo Nanfei! She didn't want to stay for a second.
"Okay." Fu Heng looked at the person next to him, "I'll ask the driver..."
The two left one after another, and the gloomy aura finally dissipated. Xiao Yiqing was about to open his mouth and smile when suddenly he was caught by a big hand, which made him exclaim.
"What are you doing? What are you doing?"
Fu Heng could only stand up and change his voice, "I'll take you back."
"good."
But I still didn't forget to refute, "You are the bad guy! Big bad guy!"
Little bad guy? Big bad guy?
Is this man's arms a wall of iron? He lifted him up like a small toy without weight.
"Little bad guy, say, did you do it on purpose just now? Hum?" Fu Yancheng raised his son high. He was already very tall. Xiao Yiqing was like a roller coaster in an instant, and he was shocked to realize that a man could take him.
Holding so high.
Xiao Yiqing vomited blood, "Let me go first, men are thrown around like this, they are very shameless."
face?
The first time I heard this so pleasantly?
"Okay! Then you are the little bad guy, am I the big bad guy?"
"Bang." The fork in Luo Nanfei's hand fell on the table, and everyone looked at her, including Fu Yancheng, who was called Dad by Xiao Yiqing in the trap.
He didn't seem to notice anything, so he turned his head on purpose and asked her, "What's wrong?"
Fu Yancheng laughed and confirmed his eyes that he was a very self-esteem child.
"Then you call Dad? I will put you down by calling Dad?" Fu Yancheng took the opportunity to dig a hole for the little guy.
Oh my mom, Old Mrs. Fu covered her forehead with one hand. I never thought that such a smart and capable Nan Fei could also lose track of such things.
"Old lady, the soup you told me to make is ready." A servant walked to Old Madam Fu, holding the soup that had just been stewed.
"No...thing." Luo Nanfei didn't know what to say for a moment, and even said, "I just didn't expect you to like being a stepfather so much."
All: "…"
Old Mrs. Fu glared at her directly, "Just because of your elm lump, your son who has not been able to get it for a month or two?"
She was well-informed. The servants from Fu Yancheng often reported to her, but the two of them had never surpassed them at all.
Mrs. Fu glanced at the soup, her eyelids were pounding and then jumping, her expression was hard to describe, and she lowered her voice, "Mom, don't do anything randomly, our Fu family is a big family..."
You have to be more handsome.
Mrs. Fu: “…”
She was speechless.
"Nan Fei, Nan Fei." Old Mrs. Fu smiled very kindly and walked to Luo Nan Fei with the servant carrying soup. "I heard from Yan Cheng that you are very tired recently, grandma, especially
I made a bowl of soup to replenish qi and blood for you to drink. How about you compensate?"