Chatper 820 (1/2)

Pei Yibai hung up the phone, looking at Song Weiyi's shining eyes.

"How is it? Are Mr. Xu and the old lady all right?"

When he came back, Pei Yibai called Aunt Wang and asked her to make blood-enriching soup or porridge right away.

That's why Song Weiyi poured down a large bowl of Siwu soup just a few minutes ago, which is a great tonic.

Now there is a smell of traditional Chinese medicine in my mouth.

"Temporarily stable." Pei Yibai put down his phone and sat down beside Song Weiyi.

"What is temporary? So, there is still danger?" Song Weiyi asked with a frown.

"Otherwise, do you think that once and for all after your blood is drawn? They must have other injuries."

They are all old, such a car accident will kill them.

It is difficult to recover, and the process is extremely painful.

"Alas..." Song Weiyi sighed again and again.

"Why are Mr. Xu and the others so unlucky? They were fine yesterday. I hope they will be fine."

"Yes, I just drew their blood for you, and nothing will happen." Pei Yibai said.

He looked at her face again, although it was still a little pale, it was better than before.

Pei Yibai was extremely sure that the previous decision was correct.

That is, a little sacrifice of two sons, crying all the way, the voice is hoarse.

But after Aunt Wang made milk powder for them and finished drinking, they fell asleep.

Pei Yibai was still very proud of this, the two sons lived up to his expectations.

"Aunt Wang." Pei Yibai called out, and Aunt Wang came out of the kitchen immediately.

"Master, do you have any orders?"

"Well, starting tomorrow, you will cook Siwu soup for the young mistress every day until half a month..."

After a pause, Pei Yibai immediately changed his words when he thought of the two children: "No, it will be a month later."

"Pfft..." Song Weiwei stared at him with wide eyes.

"No, a week is enough, Aunt Wang, don't listen to him."

Siwu soup for a month? Is this the rhythm of drinking until she vomits? Fortunately, he can say it, because he didn't drink it?

"Objection is invalid and there is no room for negotiation. You only have two options: obey and implement." Pei Yibai ruthlessly rejected Song's only objection.

Aunt Wang vaguely knew what happened just now, she nodded with a smile.

"Yes, sir."

But is it too monotonous to drink Siwu soup for a month?

She can't shorten the time limit for the young mistress, but she can still change the tricks for her.

After Aunt Wang took the order, she went back, and there were only the two of them left in the living room.

"Did you do it on purpose? It's been half a month!" Song Weiyi glared at him fiercely.

She had enough reasons to suspect that Pei Yibai did not retaliate on purpose.

"Well, you guessed it right."

It never occurred to him that this time he did not deny it at all, and directly admitted it generously.

Song Weiyi was dumbfounded.

"This is the fate and warning for you to forcibly stand out, so as to serve as an example to others."

"Hey, you are making too much sense."

"Then take my words as unreasonable, anyway, you only have two choices."

"Okay, there's nothing wrong with Mr. Xu, you go to sleep first."

"okay."