Fast Travel: Those Years of Saving Destiny

"Stop yelling. My sister is tired all afternoon. You'd better not disturb her." Rong Luo pressed Uncle Rong's outstretched arm. Although he didn't want to, considering that the other party was injured, he still held it reluctantly. The other party went upstairs.

After she settled Uncle Rong on the sofa and went upstairs, she went to the kitchen to find rice and a cassette stove, and started cooking porridge when she came back. Although she ate a lot of snacks fed by Rong Ziying on the way back, Uncle Rong had not eaten all day long. He has nothing to eat, but he still knows a thing or two about his cooking ability. He is simply a killer in the kitchen, and everything in his hands will be useless.

When the water is boiling and the rice is added, the rice begins to roll in the pot with the sound of goo-goo-goo, and the fragrance of rice fills the air.

Uncle Rong, who had been hungry all day, swallowed several times uncontrollably, and his stomach also made a grumbling sound.

The shout made Uncle Rong's usually expressionless face show embarrassment for the first time.

Rong Luo raised his head and glanced at Uncle Rong, whose stomach was growling very happily, then lowered his head and began to add things to the pot seriously, including the tenderloin marinated in the kitchen before departure, as well as preserved eggs and shredded ginger.

As these two things were put in, the originally thick rice soup became thicker, but it was not too late. Rong Luo added some more salt and pepper. After all, the meat still had a fishy smell, although It has been marinated all day, but there is no guarantee that the fishy smell is still there.

Fortunately, the food tasted pretty good in the end. At least Uncle Rong, who was always picky, was eating happily. Although there was no guarantee that the other party might be very hungry, Rong Luo, who felt good about himself, dismissed this speculation.

After Rong Luo and Uncle Rong finished a pot of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, Rong Luo changed the other party's medicine and made sure the wound was not infected before sending him back to the house.

Uncle Rong was full of questions, but he couldn't answer them every time he met Rong Luo's indifferent eyes.

When Rong Luo finally turned to leave, Uncle Rong stretched out his hand and slowly lowered it, "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings." Apart from comforting himself like this, Uncle Rong couldn't think of anything else to say for a while. All in all, this matter Maybe that's not a bad thing.

Although Uncle Rong has not read the novel, it does not prevent him from hearing about the little girlfriend he later married and dated. Now that he thinks about it, maybe this is God's opportunity for Rong Ziying.

After comforting himself for a while, Uncle Rong went back to the house and lay down without any worries.

On this side, after Rong Luo returned to the room, he did not fall asleep directly. Instead, after closing the door, he turned on the surveillance camera of the villa and checked it carefully. After confirming that there was nothing wrong around him, he fell asleep.

However, in the middle of the night, Rong Luo woke up due to the congestion in his chest. He suddenly opened the quilt and started gasping for air. Then he quickly jumped out of bed and ran to the next room.

Running to the door of Rong Ziying's room, Rong Luo knocked for a long time but no one opened the door. He immediately went back to the house to get the spare key and opened the door.

As soon as he opened the door, Rong Luo couldn't wait to press the switch on the wall. Then he saw Rong Ziying lying on the bed with a red face and breathing heavily. It looked like she had a serious fever.

He stepped forward and touched Rong Ziying's head. The burning sensation in his hands made Rong Luo know that he could not wait any longer. He was afraid that he would be burned to death if he kept waiting. He immediately turned back to find antipyretics, alcohol, towels, and a washbasin.

Although Rong Ziying was burned and confused, Rong Luo's voice could still be heard, which made it easier for Rong Luo to give medicine.

After swallowing the antipyretic medicine, Rong Luo started to pour hot water and wipe Rong Ziying. The sheets under her body were already wet with sweat.

Uncle Rong in the guest room heard the movement on the second floor and ran up, but after all, there were differences between men and women, so he could only help Rong Luo with some work of boiling water.

Rong Ziying also had a fever for two days, and the temperature kept jumping to 39 degrees. At one point, Rong Luo almost lost her trust in antipyretics. If it weren't for the situation outside, she would have taken it with her. The men went out to find the doctor.

Fortunately, on the third day, Rong Ziying's fever finally subsided, but perhaps because the fever lasted too long, there were layers of dry skin on her mouth, and her face was as white as paper.

"Sister, let me make you some porridge." Rong Ziying hasn't eaten for nearly two days. Rong Luo is very worried. Seeing her loss of appetite, she can only persuade her to eat something. After all, people are iron rice. It's steel, and only when you're full can you fight the virus better.

Xu was afraid that Rong Ziying would refuse without thinking, and Rong Luo's little face almost wrinkled up. Rong Ziying smiled weakly when he saw this, "Okay, I'll listen to you, let's cook some porridge."

"Alas", upon hearing Rong Ziying's answer, Rong Luo immediately jumped up from the bed and ran out of the room like a gust of wind to prepare porridge for Rong Ziying.

Uncle Rong on the side looked at Rong Luo, who was moving as fast as the wind, and was very sad, "You two sisters have a deep love for each other."

At this, Rong Ziying rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Who asked you to pick someone up and ignore them? You are not a fragrant pot, so you can force someone to stick to you or something."

Uncle Rong's face was very ugly after saying a word of quarrel, but the fact was that he had no choice but to swallow his bitter pill, but even so, he still defended himself tenaciously, "It's not that I don't care, I don't I know how to take care of it, not to mention that your mother was there at the time. If I had taken care of it too much, she would have complained that I care for other people’s girls but not my own. What’s more, A Luo has been afraid of me since he was a child, even if I wanted to kiss him , she didn’t give me a chance either.”

"Haha, just find a reason." Rong Ziying rolled her eyes and replied feebly, "If you don't get divorced, you won't have the chance to take care of it. But then, if you get divorced and people still complain about you, just say so if you don't want to take care of it. , don’t make excuses for yourself.”

Uncle Rong was unable to refute these words and could only lie on the bed aggrievedly.

Seeing Uncle Rong's aggrieved look, Rong Ziying felt a little angry. She gathered enough strength and kicked the opponent directly, causing the unsuspecting Uncle Rong to almost hit the opposite wall.

"You", although he protected his head, Uncle Rong, whose butt was hurt, turned back and glared at the unfilial girl Rong Ziying, but Rong Ziying didn't even look at him, and even ignored his anger.

"Okay, I haven't had time to ask you, why are you abroad? I don't remember that your company has business abroad." At this time, Rong Ziying remembered the question that had been stuck in her mind, and at the same time, her eyes full of scrutiny were straight. Look straight at the face of Uncle Rong who stood up slowly from the end of the bed.

Uncle Rong's reaction was normal. Xu had already thought that Rong Ziying would ask this question. He shrugged nonchalantly, "Didn't I want to see you? I chased you out when I knew you were not in the country. Who knew I would be so lucky to save you?" One life, if it weren’t for me you would have been taken away from me a long time ago.”

Rong Luo walked in with white porridge and happened to hear these words, and his expression immediately changed.