funbook-pk Chapter 275: Re-emergence
Chapter 275: Re-emergence
[The universal and highly effective medicine is ready. Please choose the object to use.]
[Recommended user: Dong Mei]
As Zhao Xiaojing clicked the button, the potion turned into a ball of green light and floated in front of her eyes. Zhao Xiaojing looked at the prompt and silently recited Dong Mei's name. Then the green light passed through the wall and disappeared in the direction of Dong Mei's bedroom.
[Ding~ Series of tasks dispatched]
[Series Task 3: Make a simple reunion dinner that suits Dong Mei's taste.]
[Please choose whether to accept]
【whether】
After using the props, Zhao Xiaojing was about to fall asleep when the system made another soft beep.
Zhao Xiaojing took a glance and calmly accepted the task. She was too lazy to think about why she had to prepare the reunion dinner and why Dong Mei didn't go to Zhou Jianye's parents' house for the reunion dinner as usual.
Anyway, if you don’t accept it, the system will start a countdown. Anyway, there is no accurate answer even if you ask the system.
……
The next morning, Zhao Xiaojing woke up to the sound of Zhou Jianye cursing and sneezing continuously.
"I'm drunk, A-choo!... I definitely don't know, the whole night... sneeze! Don't you know to get up and check on me? A-choo!"
"I just don't believe it... A-choo! You didn't hear any sound when I came back?"
"You are pretending, aren't you? You... A-choo!... You just can't stand seeing me, right?"
"Otherwise I wouldn't want to come back, A...choo! You are so cruel, making me...A-choo in the middle of winter!...A-choo! Sleeping on the sofa? Why don't you give me a blanket to cover me?!"
Zhou Jianye's voice was nasal and unbelievable. Perhaps he had been treated too well when he went home before, so he cursed Dong Mei for not taking care of him when she slept on the sofa after getting drunk. In such an emotional ups and downs, the usual indifference and coldness in his tone dissipated a lot.
Zhao Xiaojing curled her lips in sarcasm. Zhou Jianye always got drunk whenever he drank. She had seen this countless times in the past few years. Every time he drank too much, Dong Mei would scold him harshly, but she still wiped his face, poured water, took off his clothes and covered him with a blanket. But what good would it matter if she served him well? The next day, Zhou Jianye didn't even say a word of consideration or apology. Instead, he just ignored Dong Mei's scolding and continued drinking at night.
"I asked you to drink? You told me when you came back? Are you blind that there is a quilt in the guest room? You've been here all morning, don't be crazy with me! If you feel uncomfortable, go to the hospital and go to the emergency room. It's not me who gave you a cold, you deserve it!"
Dong Mei cursed back angrily.
Zhao Xiaojing smiled sincerely. Listening to Dong Mei's voice filled with anger and harshness again, she felt relieved. She turned her head to check the time and sat up from the bed.
Dong Mei always spoke harshly to people close to her, so much so that both Zhou Chuyan and herself hated the way she spoke. They thought she would never change in her life and couldn't expect her to be nice and polite.
However, this time Zhao Xiaojing hadn't seen Dong Mei for half a year, and during the short period of time when she still smiled at her, she faced this heavy blow in her life. The double bout forced Zhao Xiaojing to see the fragile Dong Mei for two days.
She was much gentler, but Zhao Xiaojing suddenly found that facing such a Dong Mei was more stressful. She couldn't help feeling desolate and uncomfortable, and even hoped that she could stand up again, even if she was not likable.
Unexpectedly, after one night, Dong Mei stood up again on her own. Although half of it was probably due to paralysis and disguise, it still made people feel a little relieved.
But Zhou Jianye would never have thought that it was a normal day, and his wife was as annoying as ever. In fact, everything had changed overnight. It was just the same as before the storm.
Zhao Xiaojing was getting dressed and folding the quilt while listening to the noise outside.
Zhou Jianye was still cursing, saying that Dong Mei was cursing him and couldn't bear to see him get better by asking him to go to the hospital during the New Year. At the same time, he was climbing over the wall to ask Dong Mei where the medicine box was.
When Zhao Xiaojing got dressed and went out, Zhou Jianye just took out the thermometer and squinted his eyes to look at it again and again. "Dong Mei! A-choo! ... Dong Mei!"
"Good morning, Third Uncle." Zhao Xiaojing glanced at him, greeted him and prepared to go to the bathroom.
"Hey, Xiaojing, come here... A-choo!... Help me check!" Zhou Jianye saw Zhao Xiaojing and waved hurriedly. "See what the temperature is?"
"Oh, 3 degrees, you have a fever, uncle." Zhao Xiaojing looked at the light, and on the surface she looked concerned, but in her heart she was secretly happy, "What should I do? The clinics are closed during the New Year, so I can only go to the hospital for emergency treatment."
"Dong Mei! It's New Year's Day and you, ah... sneeze! Are you relieved? I have a fever and you, ah-choo!... Are you satisfied now? Ah..."
Dong Mei came out of the guest room with her eyebrows raised and an angry face, "Why don't you ask your friends if they are satisfied? It would be better if you stayed at their house and didn't come back to let them cover you with a quilt. Who are you bothering during the New Year? Your mother will call you soon. Don't blame me if I go too late and affect your family's reunion! It's not that I didn't go to help earlier!"
"What do you mean? A-choo!... I'm in such a bad condition and you're still thinking about going to the reunion party?" Zhou Jianye was covered in a piece of yellow rotten cotton wool that he had found somewhere. He was shaking and his face was getting paler. He was still holding his breath and getting angry. "You're going to the reunion party instead of taking me to the hospital?"
Just as she was cursing fiercely, Dong Mei's cell phone on the table rang. Dong Mei took a look and immediately got up and turned on the phone.
"When are you coming? What time is it?" As soon as Zhou Jianye answered the phone, his mother's impolite voice came.
"Ask your son! Your son drank until midnight yesterday, and came back in the early morning with a cold and couldn't get up. You still blame me. How dare you! Ask him yourself, ask him what time it was?!" Dong Mei responded rudely and threw the phone in front of Zhou Jianye.
"Hey! Jianye has a cold?" the other side asked hurriedly.
"Mom, I... A-choo! I don't have a cold, I have a fever... A-choo! I can't go today, I have to, A... sneeze! A... sneeze! Go to the hospital to get an injection." Zhou Jianye spoke intermittently into the phone while frantically tearing at the toilet paper on the table.
"Okay, okay, oh, how could this be so serious? Dong Mei, please send him to the hospital! It's Chinese New Year, so hurry up and give him an injection and some medicine to cure him. I'll also tell your sisters not to visit you guys tomorrow to celebrate the New Year. You should have a good rest!"
"Hang up!" Before Zhou Jianye could reply, Dong Mei rolled her eyes and hung up the phone.
"Hey you... Achoo! You really... Achoo! Achoo!" Zhou Jianye frowned and was about to say something to Dong Mei when he started sneezing again.
Although she had an immune system that could protect her from all diseases, Zhao Xiaojing still hurried to the bathroom. Dong Mei also stood two steps away in disgust, "Why are you hesitating? Are you going to the hospital or not? If you want to go, go now!"