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Chapter 1208: Going Somewhere…(3)

What did Mrs. Pei do to it?

In fact, Su Ji did not do anything to it. Not only did she not touch it, she did not even see it.

However, what she had done had indirectly stimulated it greatly.

In other words, her existence itself was already a kind of stimulation to it!

The initial ten minutes of inspection ended up lasting half an hour because the situation was more serious than expected.

During the process, Su Ji waited outside the door.

Aunt Gong wanted to bring tea into the house but was stopped by her, not letting anyone in to disturb.

The two assistants were waiting in the corridor. There was a portrait of Pei Huai and Su Ji hanging on the wall of the corridor, and they were studying it.

It was an authentic work of a famous oil painter, with a gorgeous style of ancient Europe and a deep, classical tone.

Su Ji sat on the chair on the left. Under her skirt, her legs were propped up diagonally on the ground. Her hands were crossed, and she sat in a rare ladylike posture. Pei Huai stood on her right, with one hand on her left shoulder. His deep gaze was fixed on the artist.

It was as if he was declaring to everyone that he was her pillar of support, her backer, and her eternal umbrella.

The two assistants discussed the man in the painting in a low voice but excitedly. At the same time, they pointed at the woman in the painting.

When Mr. Lauren came out again, Su Ji immediately went up to ask about the situation.

“Mr. Pei’s inflammation is more serious than I thought.” Mr. Lauren looked at Su Ji with a complicated expression, then looked away and cleared his throat with a cough. “But Mrs. Pei, don’t worry too much. I’ve already prescribed medicine for Mr. Pei, but during this period of time, you must be careful to avoid spicy stimulation…” He coughed again. “The ‘stimulation’ I mentioned here includes, but is not limited to, the stimulation of food.”

His words were rhythmic and emphasized the main point.

Su Ji cleared her throat. “Alright, I got it.”

Mr. Lauren handed the prescription to his assistant. “I’ll ask my assistant to send the medicine over later. Please remember to remind Mr. Pei to take the medicine on time every day.”

“Okay, no problem.” Su Ji had just prepared a few questions and was now asking them one by one.”With his current condition, he should be able to take Chinese medicine as a supplement at the same time?”

Mr. Lauren said that it was okay, but it had to be a proper prescription.

Su Ji was not worried about that. “How long will it take for him to recover after the inflammation is gone?”

She actually wanted to know when her husband’s surgical wound would recover normally, but Mr. Lauren naturally thought that she was asking something deeper.

“In another month, he’ll be able to recover his normal functions.”

Su Ji’s forehead twitched. “Thank you.”

Mr. Lauren closed his eyes and stroked his beard calmly. “I performed the surgery myself. Mrs. Pei can rest assured. “After saying that, he opened one eye and glanced at her without batting an eyelid. “Maybe he’ll recover even better than before.”

Su Ji:

That was not necessary!

About an hour after Mr. Lauren left, two assistants came to deliver the medicine.

Su Ji was very careful with what Pei Huai put in his mouth. She checked the boxes of medicine in the bag and handed them to Aunt Gong, who then sent gifts to the assistants.

The handover took place at the entrance of the apartment.

The assistants nodded and left. When they turned around, they looked into the hallway. They didn’t see anything and were quite disappointed.

Later, they got into the car. One sat in the driver’s seat, while the other sat in the passenger seat.

“Mrs. Pei checked so carefully just now,” the driver suddenly mumbled without mentioning her name.

The assistant in the front passenger seat glanced at him and obviously knew who he was talking about.

When the car turned and drove away, the assistant in the passenger seat replied, “does she understand it?”

What they did not expect was that of course Su Ji could.

Not only could she understand it, but she also knew that one of the medicines had a slight irritation to the stomach. Although it did not affect him much, so much so that Mr. Lauren did not remind her, Su Ji noticed it and asked Aunt Gong to go to the kitchen to cook a bowl of porridge.

He had to fill his stomach a little before taking the medicine.

Aunt Gong thought for a moment. “Can I make the vegetable porridge that Aunt Wu made?”

“Yes,” Su Ji replied with a smile.

However, as he watched Aunt Gong walk confidently into the kitchen, the smile on Su Ji’s lips slowly faded.

Pei Huai’s body was in good condition, so he returned to work the next day after the surgery. He still looked healthy, but Su Ji, who had experienced life and death, never thought that a person who was usually strong need not care about these things.

She treated Madam Xu and Pei Huai the same way.

Su Ji took the car keys. She was going to drive somewhere…