Chapter 817 Receiving Gifts

Wu Hai didn't know anything about what happened in Yuanzhou's shop. After all, the signal in the small mountain village was really bad, so he stopped using his mobile phone and concentrated on painting.

"Xiao Hai, this is the third day. You have been drinking some honey water in the past few days. If you don't eat anymore, I'm afraid you won't be able to support it." Zheng Jiawei looked at Wu Hai with tears in his eyes, with a worried look on his face.

"Don't worry, you won't die." Wu Hai raised his eyes and glanced at Zheng Jiawei, then continued to stare at the mountains in the distance with a deep frown.

"How about we go back first and eat some of Boss Yuan's food to recuperate our health before coming back?" Zheng Jiawei persuaded carefully.

"No need." Wu Hai shook his head.

But just as he shook his head, Wu Hai felt that his vision went dark and he couldn't see anything.

"Xiaohai Xiaohai, are you okay? Oh my God, you fainted." Zheng Jiawei stretched out his hand to pinch Wu Hai, but was startled by Wu Hai's wide eyes.

"It's okay." Wu Hai calmed down and said softly.

"Otherwise, Xiaoguang's millet porridge is very delicious. You ate it last time. Why don't you try some of that?" Zheng Jiawei continued to persuade.

"This painting can be done at any time. Linlin will be very worried if something happens to you." Zheng Jiawei saw Wu Hai's face relax, and he felt happy and continued to speak.

"Linlin has been working very hard recently. It would be bad if she gets distracted again." Zheng Jiawei said.

"Drink millet porridge, go and order some." Wu Hai was silent for a while and then said.

"Okay, I'll go right away and be back in a while. Don't run around. If you feel uncomfortable, drink some honey water." When Zheng Jiawei heard Wu Hai agreed, he nodded immediately and ran away in a hurry. Extremely fast.

"It's time to go." Wu Hai looked at the green mountains and green waters, the white smoke curling up in the distance, and the fairyland-like small mountain village with a low tone.

Just like Zheng Jiawei said, he came back after a while with a prepared clay pot, a small white porcelain bowl, and a spoon.

Wu Hai, on the other hand, was serious and drank three bowls of millet porridge before stopping at Zheng Jiawei's urging.

"Xiaohai is great today, he drank so much porridge." Zheng Jiawei praised seriously, as if praising a primary school student.

"Yeah." Wu Hai nodded indifferently.

"Then Xiaohai still wants to sit here to find inspiration or go for a walk?" Zheng Jiawei asked while cleaning up.

"No, let's go. Let's go now." Wu Hai stood up and then carried the easel on his back.

"Okay, I'll book a flight and go back to Chengdu today." Zheng Jiawei didn't ask any more questions and just nodded in agreement.

Zheng Jiawei knew that Wu Hai would not come back after leaving. After all, Wu Hai once said that the inspiration that was not found the first time would not be found the second time. Even if he found it, it would not be the original inspiration. So, If Wu Hai has inspiration in a place but fails to find it, then he will not go to that place a second time.

Zheng Jiawei is very clear about this.

"Yeah." Wu Hai nodded, then picked up all the things he used to draw, and then followed Zheng Jiawei.

It was noon when I decided to leave, but it was already noon of the next day when I returned to Chengdu.

After all, the small mountain village was indeed very remote. By the time the two arrived in the city, it was almost midnight, so they did not continue setting off.

Therefore, it was not until the next morning that Zheng Jiawei took Wu Hai on the plane to Chengdu.

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"No, I can't sleep. I haven't called yet." Before his eyes closed, Yuan Zhou picked up his cell phone and called Zhou Jia.

"Zhou Jia, I'm Yuan Zhou." Yuan Zhou's voice was hoarse and slightly coughing.

"Boss Yuan, are you sick? How are you? Have you seen a doctor?" Zhou Jia answered the phone and asked nervously when she heard such a voice.

"It's okay. Please take a leave request slip. If you ask for leave today, tell everyone at the door that your salary will be calculated." Yuan Zhou took a breath and then said.

"Yeah, I understand, have you seen a doctor?" Zhou Jia was still persistently concerned about Yuan Zhou's health.

"I got it. I've taken the medicine. I'll be fine tomorrow, that's all." Yuan Zhou didn't talk as little as usual. He answered seriously before hanging up the phone.

"I don't know what's going on with the boss." Zhou Jia took out the leave request note she had prepared with a worried look on her face.

"I'd better go there earlier so I can help more." Zhou Jia immediately decided to go there after breakfast instead of waiting until eight o'clock.

Here Yuan Zhou fell ill in bed and fell into a peaceful sleep, and over there Wu Hai also arrived at Rongcheng Airport.

Yuan Zhou's leave application note had been prepared for Zhou Jia and Shen Min a long time ago to prevent emergencies. After all, in Yuan Zhou's opinion, the leave application form must be written in person to be sincere.

However, the leave note I prepared only stated that I had something to do today and I couldn't open the business and needed to take one day off, so Zhou Jia naturally needed an explanation under such circumstances.

And Zhou Jia also did a good job, conscientiously appeasing the diners who came to eat, and carefully explaining the reasons.

Now I received a bunch of things, yes a bunch of things. These are some fruit gifts sent by the diners when they heard that Boss Yuan was ill.

There are also some small things from the surrounding neighbors. This is the first time Yuan Zhou has fallen ill, so everyone is very concerned about it.

And based on the situation in the morning, it is expected that many people will come to see Yuan Zhou at noon or evening.

Zhou Jia collected a lot this morning and couldn't handle it at all.

"Little girl, just leave this thing here with me. When Xiao Yuan wakes up, I will take it to the store for him." The one who spoke was the lame boss of the hardware store.

He just came to check it out. After all, Yuanzhou's shop wasn't open so late, and he heard that Yuanzhou was sick, so he naturally wanted to come and take a look.

As soon as he arrived, he happened to see Zhou Jia looking at something on the ground with a sad face, and then she spoke.

"Okay, thank you Boss Wang, that's troublesome." Zhou Jia knows Boss Wang. After all, she has been working here for a long time.

"Why are you so polite? I don't know how Xiao Yuan is doing. Has he seen a doctor?" Boss Wang asked while helping to move things.

"The boss said that he took medicine and probably fell asleep due to the effects of the medicine, so he didn't see a doctor." Zhou Jia said with worry in her heart.

"Xiao Yuan just loves to show off his strength. What's the point of just taking medicine? At least he has to go to the hospital for a checkup." Boss Wang worriedly looked towards the second floor where the windows were closed.

"I will stay here today." Zhou Jia said seriously.

"It's okay, it's okay to have someone watching." Boss Wang sighed and said no more.

It was exactly ten o'clock in the morning when Wu Hai arrived at Taoxi Road, and lunch time had not started at this time. He was not in a hurry, but took a large bag of things and turned into the alley towards the trash can on the street.

"Xiao Hai, where are you going?" Zheng Jiawei, who was holding the box, called out to Wu Hai.

"I'm going to check out the noodle soup." Wu Hai looked serious.

"Okay, then I'll go and tidy up the studio first. When you come back later or go to Boss Yuan's place, I'll give you the key." Zheng Jiawei said.

"Of course we go to Compass." Wu Hai said without thinking.

Wu Hai, who had forgotten his cell phone again after going to the small mountain village for a few days, did not turn it on, so he did not know that Yuan Zhou had not opened a store.

"Okay." Zheng Jiawei nodded, then took the box back to the studio.

Zheng Jiawei, on the other hand, carried a large bag of things and went to the back door to look for noodle soup.

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