"Where's Mr. Wu?"

Butler Liu asked with a frown.

Wu Wenjie said hurriedly: "Mr. Wu is in the room, please wait a moment."

Afterwards, Wu Wenjie ran towards the depths of Wu Mansion.

Mr. Wu's bedroom is a restricted area of ​​the Wu family. No one is allowed to approach it without the permission of the master of the Wu family.

After a while, Wu Wenjie came to Mr. Wu's bedroom door.

He knocked on the door and shouted: "Mr. Wu, I've brought you medicinal soup."

"Put it in."

Old Wu's old voice came from inside the room.

Wu Wenjie opened the door, walked into the room with a bowl of thick black soup, and placed the soup on the table.

Wu Wenjie said: "Mr. Wu, the medicinal diet has been prepared for you."

"kindness."

Mr. Wu hummed in a low voice and ignored Wu Wenjie.

After Wu Wenjie exited the room, he gently closed the door, then turned around and left, closing the door behind him.

In the room, Mr. Wu slowly opened his eyes, with a complicated look in his eyes.

He picked up the dark soup on the table, took a sip, and then swallowed it.

After a while, Mr. Wu got up and left the room.

He came to the kitchen, picked up the pot and spoon, poured out all the medicinal food, and then put the lid on the pot.

He took out some rubbish and tidied the room before returning to his room.

Wu Wenjie returned to his bedroom and saw Mr. Wu lying on the bed.

At this time, Mr. Wu closed his eyes tightly, his face was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he seemed to be very uncomfortable.

Wu Wenjie hurriedly came to Mr. Wu and asked anxiously: "Mr. Wu, are you okay?"

Mr. Wu shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just an old habit."

"What should we do?"

Wu Wenjie said anxiously.

"Just make some soup and drink it. I'm an old man and I can't die." Mr. Wu sighed.

"Mr. Wu, I'll make you a bowl of ginseng tea."

Wu Wenjie turned around quickly and came to the living room.
Chapter completed!