Rebirth: I escort the male god

At night, Feng Rucen had just stepped into the ward when he was pulled away by Huo's mother, who looked mysterious and whispered to him.

"Xiaofeng, please persuade Xiaoqi later. He hasn't eaten since he drank a few sips of soup at noon. I don't know why, but he seems very angry."

"I initially thought it was because his father and I didn't allow him to eat mangoes, but when I asked him later, he said no and then refused to eat."

Feng Rucen's confusion throughout the afternoon was finally solved at this moment. It turned out that Aunt Qi had eaten the mango. No wonder Xiaoqi suddenly wanted to eat it today. His eyes fell on the black bag in his hand.

"Xiao Feng? Xiao Feng, what are you daydreaming about? Remember to help me persuade Xiao Qi later. Your uncle Huo and I will leave first."

Feng Rucen then cheered up and sent them away.

In the ward, Huo Qiyan had already heard Feng Rucen's voice. When he heard his footsteps coming in, he immediately glanced away proudly, with a look that said, "I'm hard to coax."

But Huo Qiyan didn't know that Feng Rucen was very fond of his cute little appearance. He sat on the chair with a smile on his face, "Xiao Qi, do you not like me anymore?"

"Hmph!" He didn't say anything, but his attitude said it all.

Feng Rucen was not in a hurry to coax her, but slowly opened the black bag he brought with him.

Hearing the rustling sound, Huo Qiyan instinctively turned his head and saw Feng Rucen taking out a wall-breaking machine.

Huo Qiyan: ??? What's this for? Because he's in a bad mood, so we have to squeeze him? ? ?

If Feng Rucen knew what he was thinking, he would probably slap him in the face and curse him with some irrelevant words.

But Feng Rucen was concentrating on studying the working principle of the wall-breaking machine at this moment. After ten minutes, Feng Rucen finally understood the instruction manual.

Huo Qiyan, who was standing aside, was already feeling drowsy due to being too bored. Feng Rucen noticed that his quilt was not pulled tightly, so he covered him with it again. He then checked the air-conditioner temperature and confirmed that it was at 25° before he carefully carried the blender and the black bag out.

Feng Rucen planned to give Huo Qiyan a surprise. He asked Mr. Li. Although Huo Qiyan could only eat liquid food now, he could also drink vegetable and fruit juice, but the amount should not exceed 20 ml. After all, he had been lying in bed for more than a year without normal meals, and his stomach was very fragile.

At noon, he thought Xiaoqi had just said it casually, but he was still thinking about it in his heart. Later, he asked Mr. Li, and when the company employees were buying afternoon tea, he asked them to buy him a few mangoes. Unexpectedly, he bought the right one by accident.

Huo Qiyan slept for more than two hours and was still woken up by the suffocation. He looked around the ward and didn't see Feng Rucen, so he wanted to get up and go to the toilet.

He was now lying straight, without much strength in his body. He thought over and over again in his mind of several ways to get up, and finally decided that it would be the most energy-saving to lie sideways and then let his legs go down first.

But the more ideals one has, the more cruel reality tends to be. Huo Qiyan found that she didn't even have the strength to turn over...

"Xiao Qi, would you like some water?" Feng Rucen heard the noise and walked in.

When Huo Qiyan saw him, she immediately looked aggrieved, "Brother, I want to go to the bathroom, but I can't get up."

"Then why didn't you call me?" Feng Rucen heard him say that and hurriedly stepped forward, bent down and picked him up.

Hearing him say this, Huo Qiyan felt even more aggrieved, "But I didn't see you, brother. What were you doing just now?"

Feng Rucen: "Then you can call me on the phone. Mr. Xue just called and said he wants to come see you tomorrow. Is it convenient?"

"Are Pin Yang and the others back from vacation?" Huo Qiyan asked.

After Huo Qiyan got into trouble, Xue Pinyang went to the ward every day for a while. Then he did nothing but cry and curse the culprit.

Because he cried too much, he started to feel a little depressed. Ji Bai was afraid that something might happen to him, so he coaxed and tricked him into taking him abroad to relax.

Feng Rucen said "hmm" and put Huo Qiyan on the toilet. "When I was talking to President Ji on the phone the day before yesterday, Mr. Xue accidentally heard the news that you woke up, and he made a fuss about coming back."

"Yeah, okay, when will they come back?" After Huo Qiyan solved his personal problems, he reached out for a hug.

Feng Rucen carried him back to the bed and said, "He'll probably be here the day after tomorrow."

Huo Qiyan didn't say anything, just staring blankly at herself. Feng Rucen went to the coffee table outside and brought the soup that her aunt had cooked. "Xiaoqi, come and eat."

"I don't want to eat." Huo Qiyan took a look at the familiar blue-green stew pot and stepped back. He drank soup and porridge every day, and his mouth had no taste at all.

Feng Rucen knew him very well. He must be dissatisfied with the taste of the soup. He had no choice but to go out to the outer room and pour the chopped mango pieces into the blender. After a while, he came in with a glass of golden juice.

Huo Qiyan looked at the disposable cup in his hand with some surprise, "Brother, what is this? Is it delicious?"

As he spoke, he licked the corner of his mouth, looking like a greedy cat.

"Can I smell it?" Huo Qiyan asked boldly, thinking, if I can't drink it, I can at least smell it.

Hearing this, Feng Rucen felt like teasing her for once, "Are you sure you just want to smell it and not drink it?"

“No, no…” Before he could finish his words, Huo Qiyan expressed his determination repeatedly, and then suddenly realized, “Brother, is this for me to drink?!”

If Feng Rucen wanted to drink it himself, the other party would definitely not ask this question. It could only be that this small glass of juice was originally intended for him to drink!

After figuring out the key, Huo Qiyan became excited. He stretched out his hand like a good dog and said, "Brother, I want to drink juice."

"Heh," Feng Rucen was amused by him and handed him the cup which was only about one-third full, and reminded him, "Drink slowly."

"Yeah!" Huo Qiyan held the cup with a pious look on his face, smelling the fragrance of the juice with satisfaction.

Feng Rucen ignored him and prepared to heat the soup in the microwave, but Huo Qiyan said, "Brother, don't heat it up, I really don't want to drink it."

Feng Rucen looked unhappy, "Xiao Qi, you can't not eat. You are still weak."

"I feel like I'm good enough to get down on the ground and give you a set of praying mantis boxing right now."

"Oh?" Feng Rucen glanced at him, "Then who was it that didn't even have the strength to get up and was crying alone?"

Huo Qiyan's face turned red, but she didn't respond. Her eyes were glued to the juice, and she would never admit that the person just now was herself.

Feng Rucen sighed and said, "I'll go heat it up a little, so I can at least have a few sips."

Seeing that Huo Qiyan wanted to say something, he glared at him, and Huo Qiyan immediately became like a quail.

"After you drink this soup, I'll take you out for dinner." Feng Rucen couldn't bear to see him so disappointed, so he told him his plan.

"Dinner party?!" Huo Qiyan looked at Feng Rucen in surprise, "Who is with whom?"

Feng Rucen replaced the soup bowl with a microwave-safe bowl, then put the soup into the microwave and set the function to high heat for thirty seconds.

He walked in with a bowl of hot soup. "The Galaxy Battleship Division and the Personality Division took first and second place in this domestic league. Director Chen asked them to have a dinner together, but I don't know which kid came up with the idea to have the two divisions together."

"Wow! That must be very lively." Huo Qiyan reached out to grab the soup bowl, but Feng Rucen dodged her.

"It's hot," Feng Rucen scooped up a spoonful of soup and blew it carefully. "Yes, it's lively, but we're also worried that they'll get drunk and cause trouble, so Director Chen and General Manager Gu suggested that I go with them."

Huo Qiyan understood, "I understand, it's a mascot!"

Then he received a slap on the head, neither too light nor too heavy. Huo Qiyan wisely changed his words, "Sit down, sit down, brother, I was wrong."

"I see you don't know what's wrong. Come, let it cool down. I'll give you two minutes to drink it. I'll go find you a change of clothes. If you don't finish drinking it in two minutes, you should be ready to lie down and sleep."

After hearing what he said, Huo Qiyan's idea of ​​discussing whether to give five minutes was instantly extinguished. He picked up the soup bowl with both hands and started slurping it.

The soup was warm, and although the quantity was not much, Huo Qiyan still took four minutes to drink it, completing the task on time. Then, he looked at Feng Rucen with pride, as if asking for praise.

"Great." Feng Rucen's attitude never let him down. He quickly changed Huo Qiyan's clothes, then found a wheelchair and pushed it to the underground parking lot.

"Wuwuwu... Mr. Huo, they bullied me!"