Chen Mengtian looked at the Chen father and son, "Uncle, cousin, you took the funeral of your father by yourself and sent him away. Although this is what the family should do, I still remember what Wang Qin did back then.

Now I think I have done my best. Over the years, I have seen everything. You also said that this is my mother's home and will definitely get better in the future.

What I said before is not a joke. It will definitely improve your health within one month. In the future, you will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will be the one who will

Chen Ping is usually weak and cannot stand for a long time.

Today, he not only got off the kang, but also stood for a long time.

And I also feel that I have strength all over my body.

At this moment, hearing what Chen Mengtian said, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

This hope is very slim.

He is only over thirty years old this year and is also a man.

Of course, I don’t want to lie on the kang all day long and wait for death.

The girl in front of him promised again that she would cure him, which made his heart a little active.

Of course, it's just a little bit and there's not much expectation.

He shook his head and said helplessly: "Why are you, girl? When your grandfather was alive, he did useless work and wasted much money..."

Chen Mengtian smiled gently, "Uncle, please look at it later. Now I will ask you a question. When your health is better in the future, the chef of this restaurant must be you. Whether to help your niece or not is your only word."

Chen Ping reached out his hand in the void and pointed at Chen Mengtian, showing a pale smile on his face.

"You girl, you are really a weird person. You are so sure to cure me. Are you so sure to open a restaurant?"

"That's natural." Chen Mengtian replied domineeringly.

Chen Baojie stood aside and pondered, passing everything that happened yesterday out of his mind.

For some reason, he inexplicably believed that the girl in front of him would definitely cure his father.

Yesterday, my father was almost breathing, but it was his cousin who took action and pulled the person back.

In the past, there were doctors who had cured the disease.

But no cousin takes action and is quick and effective.

"I agreed!"

Chen Baojie suddenly spoke.

Chen Ping and Chen Mengtian looked at him in confusion.

They looked puzzled and didn't understand what he was supposed to.

Chen Baojie stared at Chen Mengtian tightly.

"Sister Tian, ​​as long as you cure your father, you can do anything. Not to mention being a chef, it will be fine even if you let me go through fire and water."

"Haha...what do I want you to go through fire and water?" Chen Mengtian covered her mouth and laughed.

Chen Baojie's face was still serious.

Over the years, he has seen the hardships his father has endured.

As a man, he can understand how unwilling his father, who is still in his prime, is.

"I believe that Sister Tian will definitely cure her father."

"You can teach me." Chen Mengtian gave Chen Baojie a thumbs up, not at all humble.

Her way of doing this made both the Chen family and the son laugh.

Finally, with Chen Mengtian's insistence, the Chen family father and son accepted the things she brought.

At the same time, Chen Mengtian couldn't go there every day with the "medicine soup" that Chen Ping had to drink every day.

She discussed with Chen Baojie that he would come to pick it up every day.

If he works in the town, he can go to his house to get it at night.

Anyway, she doesn't have time to give it to her.

After being here for so long, she has not formally studied Qinglian Medical Books.
Chapter completed!