Ninety lucky little sweet wife

He Xuyao ​​has been in the hospital for nearly half a month, and he has been able to switch from some liquid food to softer food.

What Zhu Yan brought him today was mushroom and crucian carp soup simmered on low heat for two hours, a portion of softly boiled rice, and some simple seasonal vegetables.

Worried that he would be bored when he was alone in the ward, Zhu Yan specially bought him a player and a bunch of tapes.

When Zhu Yan walked into the ward, He Xuyao ​​was lying on the bed, holding the player in his hand, half-closed his eyes, still humming, and the nurse didn't know where he went.

Hearing the sound of the ward door being pushed open, He Xuyao ​​immediately opened his eyes vigilantly. When he saw Zhu Yan, his heart fell to the ground in an instant.

"Sister Zhu Yan, what delicious food did you cook for me today?"

Sister Zhu Yan brought him different dishes every day, but they all tasted very good. He was really afraid that if he ate like this, sooner or later he would become a fat man like Mo Huai'an.

However, he couldn't resist the rich food, as soon as he saw Sister Zhu Yan, the hungry bug in his stomach would start to make trouble.

"Fish soup."

As Zhu Yan said that, she walked towards the bedside. As usual, she was going to put the thermos on the bedside table first, then pour it into a bowl and serve it to He Xuyao.

However, at this moment, she actually saw a bunch of lilies in full bloom on the bedside table.

Not many people knew that He Xuyao ​​was hospitalized, and if anyone came to visit him, he would definitely let him know.

Why doesn't she know about this?
"Xiao He, who came to see you today?"

Zhu Yan seemed to pick up the bouquet of lilies casually, and out of habit, she sniffed it close to the tip of her nose. The pleasant fragrance of the flowers made her even more curious about the sender.

He Xuyao ​​suddenly looked distressed, put away the player, put it under the pillow, gently pressed the leg fixed by the plaster, moved his body with great effort, and half sat on the bed.

He didn't intend to answer Zhu Yan's question, so he sucked in his nostrils, pretending to smell the rice in the thermos.

"Sister Zhu Yan, I'm so hungry, help me open the small table next to the bed, I want to have dinner."

He Xuyao ​​laughed and joked, and successfully changed the topic.

Zhu Yan didn't expect him to have such a reaction, thinking about the child growing up and having a secret, she muttered a few words in her heart, and wisely didn't ask any further.

She put the flowers on the tea table behind her and walked back to the hospital bed.

Opened the small dining table, slowly spread the meals in the thermos on the table one by one, then took out a pair of chopsticks and handed them to him, finally sat down on the small chair beside his bed, took an apple and peeled it, I plan to give him fruit after dinner.

He Xuyao ​​was really hungry. He picked up the food in the bowl without even lifting his head. He ate the two crucian carp with only their heads and tails left, and even drank the fish soup to the point where there was not even a drop left.

"Sister Zhu Yan, I ate that long-skinned cold dish with shredded cucumber and bean curd in Yunfu restaurant before. They said you taught me how to make it. Can you give me that tomorrow?"

He Xuyao ​​put down the bowl and chopsticks, and before he could wipe off the oil stains on his mouth, he began to think about what to eat tomorrow.

These days, it's not fish or meat, all kinds of soups, he suddenly wants to eat something refreshing.

Zhu Yan has always regarded He Xuyao ​​as her younger brother, she especially likes his temperament of saying anything, and it is rare to hear him say that there is something she wants to eat, of course Zhu Yan will not refuse.

"You're talking about Liangpi, right? My sister will make it for you tomorrow. But you are still recovering from your injuries and need food supplements. You can only eat a little bit of Liangpi."

With that said, Zhu Yan cut the peeled apples into thin slices with a knife, put them in a small bowl, and handed them to He Xuyao.

He Xuyao ​​covered his mouth and hiccupped, smiled naively, took the small bowl of apples, and continued to destroy the fruits.

After all the food was finished, Zhu Yan was packing the dishes when He Xuyao ​​suddenly said, "Sister Zhu Yan, Miss Jiang is here today, and she gave you the flowers."

"Miss Jiang? Which Miss Jiang?" Zhu Yan was taken aback for a moment, her hands froze, and her face was full of surprise.

He Xuyao ​​glanced at the flowers on the tea table, sighed helplessly, and said, "It was Jiang Shuting who we recorded the makeup contest with in Zhulin Village last time. Isn't she a star? How could she come to the hospital to see me in her free time?" ? Also, sister Zhu Yan, how did she know that I was in this hospital?"

What He Xuyao ​​actually wanted to ask was if Sister Zhu Yan told her that she was in this hospital.

After thinking about it, Sister Zhu Yan didn't even say a word to that Miss Jiang, so how could she tell her these things.

He really couldn't understand why that girl always seemed to be very familiar with him, giving him flowers, peeling fruits for him, and telling him interesting things that happened around her recently.

Even if he wanted to go to the toilet to relieve himself, she would help him.

He is really convinced, they don't know each other at all, okay?
Hearing the name Jiang Shuting, Zhu Yan was also very surprised. She didn't want to know the answers to the doubts raised by He Xuyao.After thinking about it, she found a lame excuse for Jiang Shuting.

"Maybe she just happened to have a friend in this hospital. She happened to pass by the ward and saw you, so she stopped by to see you."

have to.

He Xuyao ​​wanted to touch his forehead with a headache.

Why did sister Zhu Yan say exactly the same reason as Miss Jiang told herself.

Could it be such a coincidence?

But what about the bouquet of flowers?