"Mr. Zhang, is your farm far from here?"
Liang Cheng came to the bedside, looking at his frail mother, and asked worriedly.
"From here, it takes at least ten to twenty minutes."
Zhang Xiaowei furrowed his brows and said helplessly.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, Liang Cheng's expression immediately darkened.
"Oh, what should I do?"
Seeing him sigh, Zhang Xiaowei waved his hand and said, "You pack your things first, I'll take a look at Auntie's condition."
"Hmm?"
Liang Cheng was taken aback, curiously looked over.
Zhang Xiaowei then explained, "My family's tradition is in Chinese medicine, don't worry."
Liang Cheng had no judgment on these words, he just felt that Zhang Xiaowei didn't seem like a bad person, so he nodded and agreed.
He knew well that he definitely needed to leave today.
That black-hearted boss would never let him stay at the chicken farm.
While Liang Cheng was packing, Zhang Xiaowei took the opportunity to check his mother's pulse.
