After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Xiao Ling was treated like an emperor these past two days. Jiang Jincheng served him so well that he almost chewed his food and fed it to him.

Xiao Ling finally got rid of nutritional injections and was able to eat normally. Jiang Jincheng felt so sorry for the child that he fed him the most expensive meal he bought from the hospital cafeteria, spoonful by spoonful.

Xiao Ling squinted his eyes and chewed his rice slowly. He looked at Jiang Jincheng's hand that was about to reach for the spoon and couldn't help but say, "Uncle, I can actually eat by myself. My hand is not injured."

"It's inconvenient for you to get the injection, uncle will feed you."

Xiao Ling felt sweet inside, and he obediently opened his mouth to take the food: "Uncle is still the best to me! If it were my dad, he would definitely just throw the food to me and tell me to eat it by myself. He is not as gentle and patient as uncle to feed me mouthful by mouthful. If I hadn't had my limbs amputated, I would have eaten it by myself."

Xiao Ling couldn't help but complain: "I guess he'll say that buying you food is good enough. Your legs aren't broken. Go buy it yourself after you get the injection next time!"

Jiang Jincheng laughed helplessly: "You only dare to be stubborn when your father is not here."

"No way!"

Xiao Ling came over and took a sip of the soy milk Jiang Jincheng handed over: "I dare to say it even if my dad is here! Anyway, my wife will protect me! What do I have to be afraid of if my wife stops him?"

"You...you only know how to talk too fast..."

Jiang Jincheng carefully wiped the oil stains from the corners of Xiao Ling's mouth with paper. He himself hadn't eaten yet. Every time he thought about taking care of Xiao Ling first and then making do with what he had.

In fact, Xiao Ling had told him several times that Jiang Jincheng should finish eating first and then feed him, or he could sit on the bed and eat with Jiang Jincheng.

But Jiang Jincheng was caring and insisted on feeding the child first. Xiao Ling sometimes felt that the longer Jiang Jincheng had been with him, the more gentle and caring she became, and she also exuded the scent of a married woman.

Especially now when Jiang Jincheng was feeding him, his eyes and brows were unusually gentle, and his whole body exuded a gentleness.

Xiao Ling was also worried that Jiang Jincheng would be hungry, so he ate faster. After swallowing the rest of the rice in two mouthfuls, he showed a sweet smile: "I'm full, wife! It's almost one o'clock now and you haven't eaten yet. In fact, next time you can order takeout in advance, so that after I finish eating, my wife can eat right away."

Jiang Jincheng wiped his mouth and stood up to throw away the lunch box: "Takeout is small in quantity, expensive, and not necessarily hygienic. The hospital cafeteria has ready-made food. Although it's not as good as what you make at home, it's hygienic and there's a lot of variety."

Xiao Ling listened silently and sighed again: "I am sorry for wronging my wife. I will do good things for her for a few days after I am discharged from the hospital."

"Come on, after you are discharged from the hospital, you should eat light food for a week! Don't think about big fish and meat all day long! Young people should eat less greasy food!"

Jiang Jincheng opened the door and prepared to go out for dinner: "You young people nowadays have such strong tastes! You put a lot of seasonings when cooking! You just think it's delicious now, but when you are as old as your father, you will have diabetes, high blood sugar and high blood sugar!"

Xiao Ling scratched his head and smiled without saying anything. Jiang Jincheng was indeed old, and he could educate him just as well as his father.

"Okay, uncle is going to eat, you just lie here! If you need to go to the toilet, I'll take you there now, in case I go out and no one holds the IV for you!"

"No, I can't get out without drinking much water."

Xiao Ling saw that Jiang Jincheng seemed reluctant to leave, so he pouted and tried to act like a spoiled child: "Uncle~ you bought the food from the hospital cafeteria anyway, so can't you pack a lunch box and come up to eat!"

"The packaging fee is two dollars. You'll be in the hospital for at least a month. Isn't it a waste of money to pack three meals a day?"

Jiang Jincheng took out a cigarette and put it between his lips and laughed: "Why? Will it taste better if I pack it for you and watch you eat it? I packed it for you because you were lying on the bed. I can obviously save those two dollars, so why should I waste it?"

Xiao Ling pouted and muttered quietly: "Our family doesn't need that two dollars... I just want to see my uncle..."

"I spend two dollars to have my uncle stay with me for a while longer... I think it's worth it..."

Jiang Jincheng rolled his eyes and ignored him: "How can you not leave me? It's not like I don't want you anymore just because I'm eating. I'll finish my meal in just ten minutes. I won't go anywhere after eating and will stay with you every day. My old face is facing you every day, and you don't find it annoying at all!"

"Why am I upset... I'm facing you every day and we can't even sleep together. I'm almost losing sleep and I'm still upset..."

Xiao Ling felt more and more aggrieved as he spoke. He just hung his head and grabbed the quilt: "I am annoyed that I can't eat every day... Can you be discharged from the hospital soon? I want to sleep with my wife..."

"Just shut up, ancestor! I'm really convinced!"

Jiang Jincheng was about to collapse in the hospital because of Xiao Ling's mouth. This little kid was so clingy. Jiang Jincheng clearly felt that Xiao Ling's clinginess had doubled after that incident. Now he couldn't leave him for a moment and even wanted to eat from the same bowl with Jiang Jincheng.

Jiang Jincheng held his forehead in pain and sighed, "This is not a no-man's land! Be honest! If you have any shameless words, let's go home and talk about it! Have some dignity in public!"

"It's only natural for me to sleep with my wife! How can this be shameless? You've already agreed to marry me, and we're now an engaged couple! I didn't steal or rob her, so how can this be a mess!"

Jiang Jincheng: …

"Don't force me to come back after dinner and stuff the toilet plug in your mouth!"

Jiang Jincheng glared at him fiercely and waited until he was quiet and obedient before leaving. He couldn't imagine that Xiao Ling was so clingy now. When he switched shifts with his father in a few days, Xiao Ling's face would be so gloomy.

Jiang Jincheng complained about him verbally but his body was extremely honest. He really finished eating in just fifteen minutes and then ran back without stopping.

Xiao Ling clung to him to death, his eyes were fixed on the ward door, and when he finally came back, he immediately sat up and clung to him.

"Are you a dog-skin plaster? Let go quickly, or the needle will be crooked!"

Jiang Jincheng was helpless as he watched Xiao Ling holding onto his waist tightly. He symbolically rubbed Xiao Ling's head and leaned over to kiss him a few times, "Be obedient and lie down. It's not convenient for you now, so don't move around all the time."

"No, I want to hold you for a while."

Xiao Ling squinted his eyes and rubbed it hard again. He was just about to act coquettishly and ask Jiang Jincheng to kiss him a few more times, but Jiang Jincheng's cell phone rang at such an inopportune time.

Jiang Jincheng could only pull his arms out and let him hold them. When he saw the caller, he glanced at Xiao Ling meaningfully.

"Hello? Lao Xiao!"

Sure enough, Xiao Ling's extremely comfortable expression, which was originally with his eyes squinted, collapsed in an instant. He carefully let go of Jiang Jincheng and then propped himself up and moved closer.

"Well... Xiao Ling has recovered well recently. He is in much better spirits and can eat normally."

Jiang Jincheng looked at Xiao Ling's changes and rubbed his head. He listened quietly to what Director Xiao said and hesitated for a moment: "Are you ready to come over tonight to take over after you finish your work?"

Xiao Ling suddenly felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He tugged at Jiang Jincheng's clothes and shook his head in grievance, almost asking Jiang Jincheng to tell his dad not to come again.

Jiang Jincheng suppressed his smile and patted Xiao Ling's back as if to comfort him: "Me? I'm fine, I'm not tired."

"Just change it in a few days. There's no rush."

Xiao Ling breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed Jiang Jincheng's palm in a flattering manner. As expected, his wife loved him and knew that he wanted to stick with him, so she rejected him without any ambiguity.

Jiang Jincheng pursed his lips in surprise: "You... are so positive?"

"Xiao Ling isn't that difficult to take care of. I'm not really tired. Let's switch when he recovers a bit."

"Ah...that's it..."

Xiao Ling saw Jiang Jincheng's face and immediately felt that the situation was not good. He quickly held Jiang Jincheng's hand and whispered coquettishly with his lips: "Uncle... don't let my dad come over..."

Jiang Jincheng was in a dilemma. He hummed several times and then could only sigh: "Well... let's talk about it later. There's no rush... Well... OK..."

"Uncle...Uncle...wife..."

"Ah... okay, okay... Xiao Ling needs to go to the bathroom... we'll talk later!"

As soon as Jiang Jincheng hung up the phone, Xiao Ling immediately hugged him and rubbed him hard, with a cautious and tentative voice: "Uncle, my dad...he's not coming, right?"

"Well, come and take over from me tonight. I'll be leaving around 5pm."

Jiang Jincheng sighed and saw Xiao Ling's expression was about to break. He could only reach out and rub his head to comfort him: "It's okay, uncle will come to see when he is free, okay? The main thing is that your father insisted again and again, and I can't tell him that Xiao Ling is well taken care of by me, so don't come and make trouble."

"Right, I can't say that, can I? I can't say you don't want to ask him to come over?"

Xiao Ling held Jiang Jincheng's hand and sniffed aggrievedly: "Wife...what if I am raised to death by my father..."

"How could that be possible? How could he murder you?"

Jiang Jincheng said this but to be honest he was unsure. Director Xiao, that rough old man, didn't know how to take care of people at all. Before, when Jiang Jincheng was busy with work, Director Xiao poured him a glass of water and almost scalded Jiang Jincheng to death.

The sip of water burned Jiang Jincheng's mouth so much that it gave him two blisters. Jiang Jincheng didn't even dare to imagine that such a caring father would come to take care of Xiao Ling. Xiao Ling's life was no different from living in PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds.