Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

Fisher felt that he had never eaten pork and had seen pigs running, so it was just cooking porridge, what's the problem?

After being busy in the kitchen for a while, the rice is cleaned, add an appropriate amount of water, put it into the rice cooker, press the start button, and you're done!

As soon as he walked out of the kitchen, the doorbell rang.

Mr. Zheng, who bought the medicine, came back.

"Thank you Brother Zheng, today is really thanks to you." Fisher thanked politely after taking the medicine.

"Miss Fei is polite. Then you don't need anything, so I'll go first. Call me anytime if you need something." Mr. Zheng handed the medicine to Fei Xue, but he didn't enter the room. After saying goodbye, he turned and left.

Zhuo Yilin was lying on the sofa with all his clothes on at the moment, and when he saw Fei Xue came back with the medicine, he stood up again with support.

"You didn't tell me when you came here, but you told my dad? Cough cough... It's New Year's Eve. If you travel so far alone, our parents will be worried."

Fisher put down the medicine, turned around to pour hot water, and replied, "I didn't tell my uncle, but I told Qianqian. She said she was worried about me coming alone, and she had to arrange someone to pick me up at the airport, so I told my uncle." Having said that, uncle arranged for a good person and gave me the contact information."

"Well, that's really safe."

"Come on, take the medicine and lie down on the bed."

Fisher came back with water and gave him the pills.

Zhuo Yilin is a doctor himself, of course he knows how to take these medicines, so he drank them all honestly.

"You must have not rested well on the way, let's sleep together for a while." Zhuo Yilin looked at her eagerly and invited.

Fisher thought about it, but glanced at the kitchen: "I'm cooking porridge..."

"It's okay, don't worry about the rice cooker."

She was indeed sleepy and tired, and after hesitating for a while, she compromised.

So, helping Zhuo Yilin get up, the two went back to the bedroom together.

They were both unmarried couples, and they were no longer pretentious. The two naturally lay down in the same bed and looked at each other quietly.

Fisher looked at his withered lips due to illness, and wanted to kiss and comfort him.

But from the moment the two met, Zhuo Yilin had no such intention. She was afraid that she would be too active and make him misunderstand, thinking that she was still thinking about those messy things in her mind at this time.

So, restrain your thoughts again.

Zhuo Yilin saw that she deliberately looked away, and from the series of expressions on her face, he could guess what she was thinking.

In fact, why didn't he want to?

From the first time I saw her, I couldn't help but miss her.

Fearing that Fisher might misunderstand, although he felt embarrassed, he still explained in a low voice: "I have a cold, and I have a virus, so I can't infect you..."

Fisher was persuading himself not to think too much, when he heard his deep and hoarse voice explaining this, he blushed immediately, and turned his eyes away again, "I...Of course I know, I didn't mean that, go to sleep, eat Take the medicine and sleep well, and you will be fine when you wake up."

"Well, you go to sleep too."

But with the two of them facing each other like this, it was impossible to fall asleep.

Fisher was silent, and turned around awkwardly, with his back to him.

Zhuo Yilin didn't say anything, but smiled lightly, and hugged her tightly from behind, with one arm resting on her waist.

The two are like spoons placed side by side, fitting perfectly from head to toe.

This hugging posture gave Fisher a sense of security, and he couldn't help but feel the warmth in his heart, and even the fatigue along the way felt nothing.

This time, both of them fell into a deep sleep.

When Fei Xue was awakened by the "ding dong" sound of her mobile phone, she opened her eyes and saw that it was dark outside.

Her heart beat slightly tighter, and when she turned her head, she saw that the man behind her was still in a deep sleep, presumably due to the effect of the medicine, she didn't wake her up, and got up lightly by herself.

After a good night's sleep, my spirit recovered a lot.

She went to find a change of clothes in the suitcase, and only then did she have the energy to clean herself up and put on clean home clothes.

Not long after she got up, Zhuo Yilin realized that her arms were empty, and woke up suddenly.

Not seeing anyone around him made him feel dazed for a moment, as if the girl he loved hadn't crossed the ocean to see him, and that beautiful memory was just a dream, and now he woke up from the dream...

But soon, the sound of water in the bathroom was caught by his ears, and his eyes moved to the door of the room, and he also saw the opened suitcase on the ground.

So, it's not a dream...

He couldn't help laughing, sat up, and leaned against the head of the bed exhaustedly.

Fisher got dressed and came out. Seeing him awake, she was startled: "Did you sleep well? Or did I disturb you when I took a shower?"

"Sleep well..." He smiled slightly and reached out to the girl.

Fisher immediately walked over and sat down by the bed, but instead of holding hands with him, he checked his forehead temperature, "Well, the fever has subsided...but your complexion is still not good."

"Recover slowly... now I feel much more comfortable than before."

"Get up when you're more comfortable. You haven't eaten for almost a day, and you're going to get hungry if you're hungry."

She stretched out her hand to pull it, and Zhuo Yilin sat up accordingly, and got up with her.

Walking out of the bedroom, Fisher suddenly yelled "Ah" and rushed out, "My porridge! I completely forgot!"

Rushing to the kitchen in a hurry, she didn't have the smoky and dangerous scene in her imagination, but when she opened the pot and took a look, her eyes widened!

Where about water?

She obviously cooks porridge, so how did she become dry rice?

Zhuo Yilin followed behind, and asked concerned: "How is it? Are you all right?"

"Uh, ah...well, it's okay, you go out and sit down first." Fisher was so embarrassed, she thought it was just cooking porridge, elementary school students could do it, she wouldn't overturn - but who knew, she couldn't even cook porridge Won't……

After doing this, I don't know if adding some water and stirring it can save it...

The man is not stupid. Looking at her stiff and awkward posture, he knows that it must not be cooked properly.

It's getting late, and according to the normal three meals, it's time for dinner, so he rolled up his sleeves and said softly, "You should go out and sit, I'll make dinner."

"Ah? No, you are sick, how can you let a sick person cook dinner?"

"But you will?"

"I... I can learn. There are tutorials on the Internet. I will follow suit. It should... be successful..."

She has no confidence in what she said.

After all, she failed even the simplest porridge cooking.

It's not that Zhuo Yilin couldn't wait, but he was afraid that she might cut or burn her hands, so she coaxed gently: "Either you can help me, so it's faster. I'm really hungry, wait until the next time." Enough, let you practice your hands."

When he said this, Fisher was even more embarrassed.

It seems that dry pot porridge can't be hidden.

Zhuo Yilin turned around and took off his apron, put it on, and rolled up his sleeves to start working.

Fisher squeaked, eyes dodging: "Uh... the porridge seems a bit dry, I was wondering if I could add some water in it... and mix it."

Zhuo Yilin came back with the ingredients. Hearing this, he leaned over and looked into the pot with a calm expression: "It's okay, just do it. I'll fry two dishes and eat them like normal rice."

Fisher looked at him with wide eyes, "Aren't you kidding me? I can't even cook porridge. I clearly remember that I put a lot of water in it. How could it be cooked like this..."

"It must have been too long, and the water has been evaporated." Zhuo Yilin found a step for his fiancee, but in fact, after the smart rice cooker is adjusted to the mode, as long as the water is in place, this situation will not happen.

Fisher didn't understand again, and nodded when he heard this: "It must be, I just said I can't sleep, you insist on asking me to go to sleep together, after cooking for so long, the water is gone!"

Zhuo Yilin smiled but didn't say a word, and quickly started to make dinner, but the illness was not completely cured, and from time to time he lowered his head towards his armpits and coughed a few times suppressed.

Fisher helped with the preparations and secretly learned art by the way.

Although Zhuo Yilin didn't ask her to learn how to cook, but thinking that she was about to start a family, it was a bit unreliable to not even know the most basic survival skills.

So she made up her mind that she still had to learn how to cook.

It is not necessary to do it often, but it must be done, so that she can still show her hand and give someone a little surprise when she encounters some special and meaningful days occasionally.

Fisher watched him "kuangkuangkuang" a busy meal, and in just over half an hour, two dishes and one soup were freshly baked, and there were meat and vegetables, and the aroma was tangy.

"You are really a snail girl." She admired sincerely.

"Isn't it Mr. Snail?"

"Haha, that's right~"

Fisher took out the dishes, and Zhuo Yilin took a bowl to serve the rice.

However, an embarrassing thing happened again——

Because the porridge was too dry and had been left to stand for too long, it stuck to the rice spoon so sticky that it couldn't be shaken off.

Fisher put down the dishes and turned back, just in time to see Zhuo Yilin shaking the spoon, and the lump of "paste" was stubbornly refusing to leave the spoon.

Silently, quickly took out a pair of chopsticks and helped to dial them down.

Zhuo Yilin didn't hold back either, and smiled and said, "Actually, it's cooked quite well, it's very sticky and thick, and the porridge outside needs a lot of additives to make the porridge achieve this effect."

"..." Fisher couldn't laugh, her face was as red as a monkey's butt, "You don't need to comfort me anymore, if it's not cooked well, it's not cooked well."

The two sat down to eat, both were hungry, and with their loved ones by their side, they had a good appetite, chatting while eating.

"How is Feng Ru's situation now? When will her sister's funeral be settled? After all this work, she should be going back to China?" Fisher asked.

Mentioning these bad things made Zhuo Yilin feel irritable again.

"Feng Ru rejects me very much now. She thinks... that I didn't do my best to save her sister. She also feels that the hospital is also working with me. She doesn't trust anyone now."

Fisher was taken aback, "Why would she think so? If you hadn't been helping them all the time, how could her sister have gone abroad for medical treatment?"

"But in the end, it didn't cure the person, but..."

"Then it's not your problem. Doctors are not gods, and they can't rewrite the book of life and death." Fei Xue originally felt that Feng Ru was quite pitiful, but now that Zhuo Yilin said that, she suddenly couldn't feel sympathy for that Feng Ru.

Morality has been kidnapped for so long, and now that people are gone, they still have to be labeled as not doing their best. How can there be such a person?