Quick Transmigration: Forbidden to Covet Beautiful NPCs

Lou Wuyang turned to look at him, her brows furrowed slightly, and her hand rested on the armrest of her wheelchair.

"Are you sick? Why didn't you tell me?"

Lou Wujiu tossed away a tissue. "It's just a minor cold, it'll be fine soon."

As for the reason for his illness, he didn't say; he couldn't bear the shame.

"It just so happens that Dr. Huang came to give me a follow-up check-up today. I'll have him check your health later too, so you don't take advantage of your youth to do anything reckless."

Wu Tongxue agreed first, "Thank you, elder brother."

Lou Wujiu closed his open mouth, clearly disgusted by the bitter medicine, but he didn't refuse it.

Lou Wuyang raised an eyebrow slightly; this meant they had finally met someone who could control this brat.

His smile grew even more amiable. "Old Huang is a famous traditional Chinese medicine doctor with superb medical skills."

A moment later, an old man with a white beard entered. He had an air of otherworldly wisdom and looked more like a Taoist priest than a doctor.

They were given a full physical examination.

"This young gentleman is very healthy," he said with satisfaction.

Looking at Lou Wujiu, he couldn't help but frown. "You're really ruining your health. I'll prescribe some medicine for you. Take it for half a month first, and then we'll adjust it as needed."

Lou Wujiu slowly withdrew his hand. "No need."

Lou Wuyang frowned slightly, "Wujiu."

Lou Wujiu sat calmly in his seat and picked up the walnuts to start playing with them.

He wore a burgundy silk shirt with subtle silver patterns, a black suit jacket casually open, and crossed his legs, his toes barely touching the ground. His handsome face was pale, yet his demeanor was poised and elegant, exuding a noble and refined air.

He sat on the rosewood chair, turning his eyes away from them.

Wu Tongxue asked him with a slight smile, "Nothing needed?"

Lou Wujiu lowered his hand and stopped swaying. He turned to look at Old Huang and said, "...I mean I will go for a follow-up visit in less than half a month."

Wu Tongxue nodded to Elder Huang, "Elder Huang, could you please prescribe some medicine for him to treat his cold?"

Lou Wujiu's expression visibly darkened by 0.1 degrees. He glanced at Wu Tongxue and forced a smile, "Thank you for your trouble."

Old Huang stroked his beard, picked up his pen, and wrote a prescription beside him, saying, "You're welcome."

Lou Wujiu felt that he was having a bad year.

Fortunately, Lou Wuyang remembered his temperament and asked Old Huang to replace the bitter-tasting medicinal herbs as much as possible, preferably with sweet ones.

In the evening, Lou Wujiu received a bowl of bitter medicine that wasn't so bitter.

Lou Wuyang discovered that his future sister-in-law's way of throwing tantrums was quite unique—gentle and mild, which was just right for his brother.

Good.

In the past, it was difficult to get him to eat medicinal meals, let alone drink medicine. I never expected that he could do it so easily now.

Before leaving, Lou Wuyang gave them a sum of pocket money, which they both received, five million each.

Watching the car drive away, a smile played on his lips.

When we meet again, Wujiu should be in better health.

Hey.

He shook his head and sighed, "He's such a worry."

Now that he's finished with today's business, he should go back and get some rest.

He stretched in his wheelchair and was pushed back to the courtyard house.

The driver first drove the car to the school.

"I'm going back to school. Listen to Dr. Huang's advice and take your medicine properly." She kissed Lou Wujiu on the cheek to comfort him, then turned and got out of the car.

Lou Wujiu twirled his prayer beads, his expression indifferent, and said, "Hmm."

"I'll keep these at home for now, and you can keep them safe for me," Wu Tongxue said, pointing to the gifts she had received that day.

A solid gold dog, a luxury car, and a fully furnished penthouse near his school.

Wu Tongxue stood at eye level with him outside the car, her clear voice softening slightly.

Lou Wujiu didn't nod, but keenly sensed that something was wrong.

When he's in a good mood or in a calm state, he's aloof and reserved, but when he gets emotional, he becomes gentler.

Lou Wujiu instantly recalled the great suffering he had endured before.