Shen Xingyun carried Ye Feizhou into the house and briefly explained the situation and the precautions during the recovery period to the nanny at home. Then he carried Ye Feizhou all the way to the bedroom on the second floor and gently laid him on the bed.
Ye Feizhou looked at the ceiling and sighed leisurely, suddenly feeling that it was not easy for him to persist in living to such an old age.
This miserable life.
"What's wrong?" Shen Xingyun took out a box of medicine from the plastic bag and sat down by the bed to unpack it naturally.
However, Ye Feizhou didn't want to pay attention to him, and ordered him to leave with a cold face: "Mr. Shen, you can leave."
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