Mr.CEO Is So Obsessed with His Hot Wife
Chapter 274: Your Bo Yanching is not worthy of my Jiaojiao
“How did you describe it to the doctor?”
Han Chuan was stunned before he realized the question was directed at him.
“I just, told the truth.”
“Those are fever reducers and medicine for mild fever with a severe cold.
Grandmother is just in the early stage, so some common cold medicine will do.
There’s no need for antibiotics, just taking Kanggan alone is enough.”
“Ah, oh, okay.”
Han Chuan listened respectfully and nodded blankly.
He knew the Old Lady wasn’t sick, but since he was idle anyway, and with Third Master’s fever raging these past few days, refusing to take medicine, Han Chuan had described Third Master’s symptoms to the doctor instead.
The Old Lady’s reaction was quick, leaning halfway into Auntie Wu’s embrace, she elongated her groan with a “ayyo”: “Why do I feel dizzy?”
“Your resistance is just a little weak, it’s nothing.”
Nan Jiaojiao didn’t do as he expected.
She asked Auntie Wu for a thermos and trotted off to get some warm water.
Once she left, the Old Lady pulled Han Chuan over and started hitting him, whispering fiercely, “I almost gave myself away because of you, you brainless thing, are you trying to harm me?”
Han Chuan endured the pain, not daring to utter a sound.
Only when her hand started to hurt did the Old Lady let him go.
She turned back to look at Nan Jiaojiao in front of the water dispenser, feeling pleased all over, “Jiaojiao is such a darling child.”
Auntie Wu chuckled in agreement: “Yes, Miss Nan is very well-mannered.
She never acts high and mighty even in front of us servants.”
“Right?”
Old Lady Bo lifted her eye with pride and, catching sight of Han Chuan’s aggrieved face next to her, a cold glint shot from her eyes: “What are you looking at!
Your Bo Yanching isn’t worthy of my Jiaojiao!”
Han Chuan: “…”
Which family are you actually from?
Why are you throwing your elbows out?
Nan Jiaojiao came back, scooped a pill of Kanggan into her palm, poured half a glass of warm water into the lid shaped like a cup, and then offered it to the Old Lady, “Take one pill first, it might make you feel better.”
“I’ll take Jiaojiao’s advice.”
Old Lady Bo obediently took the medicine, not even calling it bitter.
“Jiaojiao, come stroll with grandma.”
Nan Jiaojiao: “You should feel sleepy after the medicine, it’s the perfect time to go home and rest.
Is that alright?”
“I finally get a breath of fresh air, I don’t want to go back.
Let’s just walk around, please?”
Is she, acting coy?
Nan Jiaojiao was a bit overwhelmed, “Okay, sure.”
She pushed the Old Lady towards the exit without stating a destination.
Coincidentally, there was a shopping mall across the street, and after a brief discussion, they decided to wander there for a while.
Han Chuan, being extra cautious, sent a message to Bo Yanching then quickly followed them.
While waiting for the traffic light, Nan Jiaojiao was bending to speak with the Old Lady when she suddenly heard a roaring sound rapidly approaching from a distance.
She looked up sharply to see a red sports car speeding straight towards them.
The whooshing sound was in her ears, the car’s speed still increasing.
Nan Jiaojiao managed just in time to push the Old Lady out of the way.
Han Chuan’s heart leaped, and he dashed forward.
Just as the car was about to hit Nan Jiaojiao’s knees, she suddenly slapped the hood, leaped into the air with a half twist of her wrist and a turn of her body.
She landed neatly on the car roof, kicked and shattered the front windshield, then jumped off the roof, rolling a couple of times before stopping against a lamppost.
The whole process was so fast it all happened in the blink of an eye.
The Old Lady’s scream, which was stuck in her throat, suddenly burst out as she wheeled herself over.
“Jiaojiao, how are you, did you get hurt anywhere, huh?”
Nan Jiaojiao’s back was quite sore.
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