The rich and young husband is a mermaid

Chapter 32 It's time to prepare for the funeral (4)

If Xiang Yimo didn't pretend to be sick, what kind of woman would he want, but she looked wronged.

However, hearing her sincere tone, Xiang Yimo felt like laughing.

This woman is really stupid. The doctor said he was dying. In fact, she could just ignore him. After he died, she divided the family property and left, but she still worked so hard. Didn't she know , the dead will not give her anything in return?
Or, is she really a person who doesn't expect anything in return?
Zhong Ling'er massaged him again and again, to be honest, it was really comfortable.

For Xiang Yimo, who has been lying on the bed for many years even though he is not sick, this kind of pressing makes the whole person relax.

This woman is like a machine, won't her hands be sore?
Of course, in fact, Zhong Linger's hands were already sore, but when she thought of this man dying, she felt sad and wanted to do something for him, so she didn't care about the sore hands.

It wasn't until Xiaobing came back after buying aromatherapy burners, spices, etc. that Zhong Linger stopped massaging Xiang Yimo, put Xiang Yimo's arm down gently, and carefully covered Xiang Yimo with a quilt.

Because there is nothing else, I sent Xiaobing away!
Zhong Linger poured some warm water into the aromatherapy burner, lit the candles, and then mixed and dripped a variety of sesame oils into the basin, a total of six or seven drops. The temperature of the water will allow the essential oils to evaporate slowly, and finally fill every corner of the air .

It makes people feel refreshed immediately.

Xiang Yimo soon breathed in the air mixed with a faint fragrance. Even though he was still lying on the bed with his eyes closed, he seemed to be in a new environment and enjoyed it very much.

It turns out that it is also a kind of enjoyment to lie quietly and pretend to be sick.

In fact, the past five years have been a kind of torture for Xiang Yimo.

Maybe because the sesame oil that Zhong Linger ordered had a refreshing effect, although Xiang Yimo felt refreshed, it didn't have any hypnotic effect, so that he became more awake and really had the urge to sit up.

Zhong Ling'er lighted up the aromatherapy, looked at Xiang Yimo still lying quietly, and thought of what Dr. Li said, feeling sad again.

I really hate that I don't have the ability to bring the dead back to life. Apart from making the bedroom environment more comfortable, besides giving Xiang Yimo a massage, what else can she do?
Thinking that he would pass away forever in two days, tears welled up again.

At this time, someone suddenly knocked on the door.

Zhong Ling'er quickly stopped crying, and put away her distressed expression.

"Come in!" She still couldn't help sobbing.

Quickly wiped away the tears, the eye sockets were still red.

The people outside pushed the door and came in.

"Eldest Young Master, why are you here? Are you here to visit Yi Mo?" Zhong Linger was very surprised.

Xiang Aofeng walked into the room and closed the door behind him.

This inadvertent movement made Zhong Linger tremble for no reason.

"Brothers and sisters, by the way, my condolences. Dr. Li just told my father about Xiang Yimo's matter. He is so sad, so he asked me, the eldest brother, to come and see him!" Xiang Aofeng said while talking. Walk towards Zhong Linger.

His gaze has been on Zhong Linger's delicate face since he entered the room.

He talked about looking at Xiang Yimo, but he couldn't bear to take his eyes off Zhong Linger's face for a moment.

(End of this chapter)