President Wife is Pretty and Cool

Old stuff!

I am still thinking of your eldest son when I am dying!

"Grandma, don’t worry, you must be fine. Let’s eat something else today. The doctor said that you can only eat some clear soup and watery, so I specially asked someone to make some tofu soup, so you can drink more. ."

Lan Anran brought out a pot of snow-white tofu with a little water and no froth, and there were still some floating green onions on it occasionally.

Zhao Xiumei picked it up and took a sip, there was no smell at all, she frowned.

"Is there no salt in this?"

Lan Anran pretended to be surprised and had a taste.

"what!"

She vomited out as soon as she reached her mouth, with a bitter expression on her face.

"Grandma, this is so salty, how do you say there is no salt?"

Zhao Xiumei tasted that there was indeed no salt, so she said angrily.

"Bad girl! Dare to lie to me!"

She couldn't help herself, knocking the pot of tofu soup in front of her to the ground.

At this moment, Lan Tingyun opened the door and entered, and Lan Anran began to sob.

"Grandma, it's all my fault. You are unhappy when you are sick. I did make this tofu soup a bit salty. I'll go and make it again!"

When Zhao Xiumei saw Lan Tingyun came back, she understood that this was deliberate by the dead girl.

"There is obviously no salt, what else are you pretending? I am an old lady who will bully you?"

She quickly explained.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

Lan Tingyun came over and asked.

"Second, this dead girl dared to tease me. This tofu soup has no oil or salt. She insists on saying that my sense of taste is wrong. Isn't this a curse that my condition is getting worse?"

Zhao Xiumei scolded angrily.

"Grandma, it's all my fault. This tofu soup really has salt. Grandma, I didn't lie to you."

Lan Anran said miserably.

"Mom is just a bowl of tofu soup. Don't worry about a child. I know you are in a bad mood. I will help you upstairs to the rest area."

Lan Tingyun said softly.

"Why do you sleep? Really treat me like a pig? Twenty-four hours a day, I have to lie in bed for eighteen hours. You still have my mother in your eyes? Don’t let me go anywhere, I’m just here. In the yard, you are going to put me under house arrest!"

Zhao Xiumei said angrily.

"Mom, no, you are not sick, we are taking good care of it, are the medicines you took recently still effective?"

Lan Tingyun asked.

"Not much effect!"

Zhao Xiumei thought of her illness, her expression dimmed.

"An Ran, when your grandma is ill, this is when he needs nourishment, why do you give him this?"

Lan Tingyun looked at the tofu soup on the floor and asked.

"Dad, I made a lot of soup for grandma, but grandma doesn't drink it."

Lan Anran said aggrievedly.

"Go and bring the soup."

Lan Tingyun asked.

Lan Anran happily brought a pot of chicken soup and placed it in front of Zhao Xiumei.

"Mom, you are obedient and drink more!"

Lan Tingyun coaxed.

"Ting Yun, how are things in the house? Mom's health is getting worse from day to day, so you can do what Mom wants."

Zhao Xiumei is still fiddled with.

"Mom, don't worry, I'm already raising money for this house, but the amount is too big, I need time."

Lan Tingyun brought the chicken soup to Zhao Xiumei's mouth.

"What? Are you serious? Didn't you lie to me?"

Zhao Xiumei said in surprise.

"Hmm, no."

Lan Tingyi took the opportunity to deliver the chicken soup.

"What about your big brother's job?"

Zhao Xiumei asked again.

"Mom, the eldest brother doesn't change himself. He doesn't want to go wherever he goes. He can't go to the previous job. You know what the eldest brother is like. This matter depends on the eldest brother himself."

Lan Tingyun continued to feed the chicken soup.

When Zhao Xiumei said this, she became unhappy and stopped drinking the chicken soup.

"Don't you know what your eldest brother has experienced? He has a low self-esteem, he was a doctor before and he is very arrogant. If you ask him to clean the toilet, he will definitely not do it. You can find Mr. Gong who is related to the doctor, even if it is for him. People inject injections and manage warehouse medicines. It’s easy to live and get paid."

Lan Tingyun put down the chicken soup for a while and said.

"Mom, there is still a shortage of people in this hospital. I don't know if my eldest brother dares to go. This is an easy life and a high salary."

Zhao Xiumei said brightly before her eyes.

"Where?"

"The hospital morgue lacks a night shift."

Lan Tingyun said slowly.

"puff!"

Lan Anran didn't hold back a laugh.

Lan Tingyi looked at the fangs and claws every day, but it was just a counselor, and it was more difficult for him to go to the morgue than to lie in by himself.

"Second, you..."

"Mom, there is really no place. He can't be a doctor anymore. The job in this morgue is very easy. Just move patients, register them, and handover them. The level of eldest brother can only be said here."

Lan Tingyun said helplessly.

"Oh! Speaking of this boss, it seems like he won't have anything to do with him when I was sent here, and I don't know how to come and see me."

Zhao Xiumei said sadly.

"Grandma, uncle should be busy winning the lottery."

Lan Anran smiled.

"An Ran, don't talk nonsense, Mom, I'll go and talk to the eldest brother in person, it's up to him to agree."

Lan Tingyun picked up the chicken soup and fed it to Zhao Xiumei.

"Grandma, drink it quickly, and we will go to bed later."

Lan Anran urged, but there were surprises waiting for this old thing.