Chatper 259 (1/2)

Doctor Cheng couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

He had never seen Zhan Yeling like this before, and his tone didn't even look like his arrogant style.

Sure enough, in this world, the most difficult thing to control is love.

When Cheng Jiuyuan arrived on the first floor, Xiong Miao was sitting on the sofa watching TV, rubbing his uncomfortable stomach with his right hand.

Seeing Dr. Cheng coming down, she was a little curious: "What did you tell him? You won't really see a doctor for him, will you?"

After hearing this, Cheng Jiuyuan couldn't help but think of Zhan Yeling's appearance just now, and sighed sadly.

"I didn't see a doctor, President Zhan is in good health." He replied seemingly perfunctorily, but seemed to be emphasizing something.

Xiong Miao curled his lips and stopped talking, thinking that of course he is in good health, what could be wrong with a person who is so vigorous that he can stay up all night on the bed!

But Xiong Miao also knows that Dr. Cheng is Zhan Yeling's person no matter what, so she will not be presumptuous enough to say bad things about Zhan Yeling in front of him several times. It was because she was very angry before that she didn't choose what to say. .

Seeing that Xiong Miao suddenly became quiet, Cheng Jiuyuan took the initiative to walk over, wrote a few words on the paper, and handed it to her: "I prescribed some medicine for nourishing the stomach, and someone will bring it to you later. As long as you eat on time and according to the amount, it will be fine."

Xiong Miao took the medicine instructions from Cheng Jiuyuan and nodded to show that he understood.

Afterwards, Cheng Jiuyuan left Yening Garden.

Xiong Miao was the only one left in Nuo Da's living room. She was a little dazed, feeling that her eyes were hazy and she couldn't see the road ahead clearly.

Zhan Yeling has a weird personality and cruel tactics, she really doesn't know what will happen next.

The unknown is always frightening, and Xiong Miao was exhausted physically and mentally. He frowned involuntarily in meditation, and his fingers tightly clenched the corners of his clothes.

What woke her up was a gentle ringing of the doorbell, and Xiong Miao looked up at the quiet second floor.

Butler Li and the servants didn't know where to go, so she got up and went to open the door.