Impolite and unruly places
That’s a lot!
Too many to count!
Shen Ning complained in her heart and turned to look at Fu Shaobei.
A ray of sunlight passed through the window and fell on Fu Shaobei's face.
His face was as cold and hard as usual, expressionless. When he saw her gaze, the lines on his face suddenly became softer.
She didn't know if it was her imagination, but she seemed to see a gentle smile in his eyes.
But in the blink of an eye, the smile disappeared.
He looked at him coldly and tensed his jaw.
Still like the stones in the latrine, smelly and hard.
Shen Ning snorted in her heart and turned around.
Although the old lady said that she would make the decision, she could feel that the relationship between the grandfather and grandson was very close.
The old lady sat down and said a few words, but Fu Shaobei's name was mentioned in every word, which shows how important this grandson's position is in the old lady's heart.
What moved her even more was that Fu Shaobei, a man who seemed cold, hard and heartless, would be so filial to the old lady.
There is no dutiful son before a long-term illness.
The old lady has been ill for such a long time, and her relatives have come and gone, but Fu Shaobei is so busy with work, he still often comes to accompany her, flying from D city to the capital, and from the capital to D city.
Whether this is true filial piety or false filial piety, the old lady knows best.
"Master Fu is very good to me, very polite and polite."
In front of the old lady, Shen Ning couldn't expose Fu Shaobei's shortcomings, so she had to follow the old lady's tone.
Fu Shaobei suddenly glanced at her.
Somehow, this glance suddenly reminded her of the dream she had last night.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she quickly looked away and said without changing her expression: "Old madam, can I take your pulse?"
"OK."
The old lady smiled and stretched out her hand, but then said: "I feel very good. I am feeling well everywhere. My appetite is better and I can get out of bed. Mrs. Tang didn't believe it. I was still lying on the hospital bed the day before yesterday." The old woman who was dying is now alive and kicking, drinking tea and chatting with her. Xiao Ning, this is all because of you. Your miraculous medical skills have cured all my illnesses. "
Shen Ning and Mrs. Tang both laughed at the old lady's words.
But Shen Ning quickly lost her smile, calmed down, and felt the old lady's pulse.
For a moment, the room was quiet.
Both Mrs. Tang and Fu Shaobei's eyes fell on her face.
Even the old lady's eyes were a little worried.
Although she felt that there was nothing serious wrong with her, what if this little girl discovered something wrong with her again
After a moment, Shen Ning took back her hand and smiled.
As soon as she smiled, the tense atmosphere in the room relaxed.
"Old madam, you are right. Your health is indeed very good now, but your gastrointestinal function is still a little weak. You should continue to pay attention to your diet and eat more soft and glutinous foods that are easy to digest."
The old lady felt relieved, but smiled and glared at her.
"You girl, as soon as I finished praising you, you tried to dismantle me."
Shen Ning pursed her lips and said with a smile: "You are not praising me, you are trying to flatter me to kill me."
"What a flattery, I'm telling the truth." The old lady refused to admit it.
She looked at Mrs. Tang opposite and spared no effort in praising her: "Don't look at Xiao Ning's age, but her medical skills are very high. Those old experts tied together can't compare to one of her little fingers. Don’t tell people what they look like!”