He really doesn't like Zhuang Mengzhou.

Maybe I liked it before.

But later because of his relationship, my sister became sensitive and fragile, worried about gains and losses.

Perhaps there is a large part of the reason why my sister is.

However, my sister is always my sister.

When she got home, Mrs. Chen was preparing lunch in the kitchen.

When I saw Qi Ning coming back with Qi Chen on her back, I thought it was the brother and brother who had a good relationship.

"Why did you still carry it on your back?"

Put the person on the sofa and place the injured foot on the coffee table.

"I sprained ankle at school."

"Oh, have you gone to the hospital?" Mrs. Chen became anxious as soon as she heard this.

Although I have not been together with my employer's family for a long time, I can't resist the harmony and warmth of the Qi family, and I have nothing to do in normal times.

Mrs. Chen is very happy to work here.

"It has been checked and no muscles are damaged."

"That's good." Mrs. Chen nodded, "You need to eat more soybean pork trotters stewed at noon."

After saying that, he turned to the kitchen.

The pork feet are stewed for a long time. The softer and softer it is, the more delicious it is, and the more delicious it is.

Knowing that Qi Ning had a big appetite, Mrs. Chen bought fifteen kilograms, used a large casserole, and stewed them all.

I guess I can eat it all in one meal.

**

Feng Wei is still living in the villa.

Today is the fifth day, and his two calves have undergone great changes.

The two "dead branches" that used to be have now gradually restored the color that the skin should have.

Now you can walk tremblingly, although you can only walk for three or five minutes.

"It's really incredible." Han Li felt that he was hit hard.

Just two injections of medicine, Feng Wei actually walked again.

It's an incredible thing no matter how you look at it.

After all, Feng Wei’s two calves can’t be called legs.

Even so, he can be cured. This is a method of immortality.

At this time, Han Li felt a twitching heart.

"You should let me bring the medicine back to the laboratory for testing."

He was eager to know what ingredients were in the potion.

Once it is clear, the industrial chain behind it will be unimaginable.

There are more people in this world who are missing arms and broken legs. If they invest in the medical field, they may be able to create the richest man in the world.

"You're messing around!"

But if anyone wants to make an announcement, he will not let himself come to the imperial capital for treatment.

Han Li studied medicine and had an extraordinary enthusiasm for medicine.

But everything has its limits, and they are not fools either.

Once this type of drug is released, the means behind it will inevitably emerge one after another.

Obviously, Miss Qi just doesn't like to be troubled.

There are some achievements that you cannot monopolize.

For some people, if they don’t have any benefits, they would rather destroy them.

Never underestimate the dark side of human beings.

Once opened, it will be decay and stench.

Han Li just said it casually.

"After recovering, do you still have to film?"

As Feng Wei's classmate and friend for many years, Han Li still knows him well.

The rich second generation who is leaning against the company has plunged into the entertainment industry.

Just because he loves drama and becomes a fool.

"The company bought Kang Lao's script before, and the copyright period is still two years."

Mr. Kang is a top martial arts master in China. He has published about thirty martial arts masterpieces so far, all of which have been remade into movies and TV series several times.

Three years ago, Feng Wei's studio purchased the copyright of two martial arts works by Kang Lao, with a copyright term of five years.

During the preparations, Feng Wei had an accident, so he had to put it aside.

If his legs recover, Feng Wei still wants to shoot two TV series.

One is "Canglang Sword Art" and the other is "Taixuan Jing".

The former was a massacre caused by a sword technique, which extended the later grudges.

The latter is based on Li Bai's poems, and the protagonist is the prince of the fallen country who is carrying the peerless martial arts "Taixuan Jing".

Han Li smiled and said, "I guess you want to play Zhu Yannuo."

"Yeah!" Feng Wei smiled and said, "Zhu Xin is a very tragic person."

As the prince of the fallen country, he is possessed of peerless martial arts.

I originally wanted to live a leisurely life.

But he could not resist the remnants of the previous dynasty who launched wars in his name.

He had eliminated wars several times, but he could not withstand the torrent of history.

In the end, in order to resolve the war, he broke himself in front of all the people of the world.

Zhu Xin wanted to give himself a way to live, a way to enjoy the mountains, rivers and rivers, and spend the rest of his life freely.

But no one in the world wants to see him live in this world.

His death could prevent the remnants of the previous dynasty from rebelling.

An excuse that can prevent the Xin Dynasty from being worried anymore.

A group of war-loving people who are obsessed with war have pushed all their sins to a gentle young man who is unwilling to war and yearns for peace. It is so hateful and so sad.

"Help me walk for a while."

"OK!"

**

Mrs. Zhuang was almost not happy when she learned that her daughter-in-law was pregnant.

Even my nephew was plagued by lawsuits, I couldn't take care of it for a while.

"How is it? Is there anything I want to eat? I'll have someone make it for you."

Yun Nuanyan and her mother-in-law have always had a good relationship. Even though her mother-in-law initially opposed her marriage to Zhuang Mengzhou, she later received blessings from her in-laws.

Her setting is a kind person, so she naturally won't blame her parents-in-law.

"Mom, stop busy, I actually have no appetite."

"Is it because of morning sickness?" Mrs. Zhuang asked worriedly.

"Um!"

Mrs. Zhuang asked the nanny to pour sour plum juice and handed it to Yun Nuanyan.

"When my mother was pregnant with Mengzhou, she couldn't eat anything else, so she liked sour mouths."

Holding the sour plum juice, I thought I would vomit after drinking it, but who knew I had drunk it all.

Mrs. Zhuang smiled and said, "The more morning sickness you have, the more you have to eat, otherwise you will feel more uncomfortable if you don't have anything in your stomach."

"I know, thank you mom."

When his wife is pregnant, you can imagine how Zhuang Mengzhou feels.

I think that I have to be a father at the end of the year, and this feeling is beyond words.

He looked at his wife with a gentle look, and before he knew it, his wife's appearance seemed to have changed.
To be continued...