Chapter 262 (1/2)

”Master, master, Miss Zhou is here.” A maid in her early thirties took Zhou Manchun into Shi Botao's room and said with a smile.

”I see. Go down.” Shi Mingge put down his legs and stood up.

”History is always good, history So are you, Mr. Shi. ” Zhou Manchun is wearing a dress with bean sand color. She greets Shi Botao and Shi Mingge politely. When she sees Shi Mingge, she is somewhat surprised.

”Doctor Zhou, it's like three autumn after a day.” There was a natural smile on his old face. He looked very amiable.

Zhou Manchun knew that Shi Botao was being polite to himself, and he would not be silly to talk with him. Instead, he changed the topic and said, ”thank you, Mr. Shi. I'll check your body first.”

After the routine inspection, Zhou Manchun said with a smile: ”Mr. Shi, everything is normal. When I came in just now, I saw a lot of flowers and grass in your living room. Does Mr. Shi like flowers very much recently?”

”I've always liked it. I didn't have time to take care of it when I was young. Now I'm old. It's good to raise flowers at home.” Shi Botao said with a smile, it's not like a successful person with a high social status, but rather like a kind uncle.

”Mr. Shi, I'd like to remind you that you'd better not raise the fragrant flowers. The dust in the flowers may have an impact on your body.” Zhou Manchun said conscientiously, with serious eyes.

”OK, I will listen to doctor Zhou and ask the employer to move the flowers to the yard.” Shi Botao suddenly realized with a smile.

Zhou Manchun smiled, and her eyes fell on Shi Mingge. Just then, she asked him for something. ”Mr. Shi, do you have time now? I have something to talk to you. ”

”Yes.” Shi Mingge immediately agreed. His purpose of today's shift is to meet Zhou Manchun. Now, Zhou Manchun takes the initiative to talk to him about things. He is too happy.

Shi Botao didn't say anything, but smiled with his eyes narrowed, and then began to play with the string of shiny beads in his hand. He was very confident in his son. Shi Mingge was a man who knew how to control the discretion.

Shi Mingge takes Zhou Manchun to his room, then closes the door gently and politely says, ”Miss Zhou can sit anywhere.”

”Are you taking the medicine I prescribed you?” Zhou Manchun asked about Shi Mingge's condition in the first sentence. Although she and Shi Mingge met by chance, Shi Mingge was her patient, and their nature was different. Zhou Manchun didn't want to see Shi Mingge die at a young age.

”Yes, I am.” Shi Mingge slightly frowned and frowned. He was about to be tortured to death by those drugs. He could eat three meals a day. It was really a meal!

”Show it to me.” Zhou Manchun's hands circle and squint his eyes. The bright eyes radiate a fine light. He says cunningly.

Without saying a word, Shi Mingge went to the bedside table, turned out a bag of medicine from the drawer, and consciously opened it for Zhou Manchun to see.

Zhou Manchun saw that there were traces of the medicine he had taken, so he let Shi Mingge put it away. He thought to himself that he was obedient and could be taught.