Although Shantou persuaded her, she ate less and ate less, but she didn't listen, and stuffed them one by one, seemingly to make up the scarves that were eaten these days.

The same was true for dinner. Without the son to watch, she ignored the advice of Shantou and ate the amount of double points on weekdays.

When Shantou saw her wife after eating, it was no different, and she was relieved.

Mrs. Meng put down the chopsticks and said: "Hey, I have eaten candy and eaten a big meal. Isn’t it good? Then what Miss Bai, obviously a liar, can also lie to the master and the son. People, what about Dong Mu? Even if she is the daughter of Dongfang Mu, it is also a prostitute. She is also not worthy of my Naner. I want to enter the door of our Meng family. I can’t pass it alone. Unless I die."

The Shantou people did not dare to answer the words. After a while, there was a gimmick entering the room to report, saying that the son came.

Mrs. Meng waved: "If I don't see you, I will say that I am sleeping."

When Shantou went out to look back, Meng Nan knew that his mother had not slept, but he did not see him. He did not force him. He asked the girl: "Is the medicine eaten?"

The **** fell down and the sound was fine: "Eat."

Meng Nan did not doubt anything. When these gimmicks talked to him, most of them looked like this. He had long been accustomed to it.

"What about rice?"

Shantou said again: "Peace Day is almost the same."

Meng Nan nodded: "I heard that my mother's foot is hurt, what happened?"

The back of the **** began to sweat, and the sound became more and more detailed: "The lady accidentally kicked the table."

Meng Nan snorted, didn't ask much more, and left after a few words.

Shantou was relieved and turned back to the house.

The next morning, Mrs. Meng woke up and felt uncomfortable, dizzy, but hungry and flustered. Her body was weak, and there was no smell in her mouth. Just want to eat sweet, let the **** go.

Shantou thought that she didn't wake up, she didn't go to her heart, took her food according to her instructions, used her to go to bed after breakfast, and then slept until noon. The hoes felt that something was wrong, and the lady came back. After I was sick, I didn't have a morning sleep, even if I slept back to sleep, I didn't sleep for so long.

Two gimmicks on the side of the room asked her to use lunch, but she saw her face very unusual, breathing very fast, opened her eyes and looked at them, then closed again: "What is it?"

The two gimmicks couldn’t hide their panic and asked: "Madam, are you not sick again?"

In order to prove that she was not ill, Mrs. Meng earned a bed and sat down, screaming: "It’s just sleepy, nothing."

But she looks like this, it doesn't seem like nothing.

"Madam, let's ask the doctor to check it out."

Mrs. Meng waved her hand: "No, I am not sick, please ask a doctor? You don't want to talk nonsense, let alone tell the master and the son."

I didn’t eat much at lunch, but it didn’t take long to spit.

This can scare the hoes, and the same is true when the wife was ill. The ate can not be vomited long after.

Mrs. Meng feels very bad, especially bad. It seems that breathing has become difficult, her head is groggy, she is very tired, and she is annoyed when she speaks.

The hoes know that if they drag on, the lady will be even worse.

At this moment, the master and the son have not returned, one in the Ministry of Industry, one in the Ministry of Rites, to wait for them to come back, I am afraid that at least two hours.

"Please doctor!" Mrs. Meng finally loosened her mouth.

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