second benefactor

When Ye Ziyou came to the hospital with an insulated bucket, she found that the girl named Xiao Ti was still in the hospital, and she was chatting with Tan Sheng very vigorously.

There were a few small dishes on the table, and it was almost finished. Tan Sheng seemed to say something funny, which made Xiao Ti giggle.

Seeing Ye Ziyou walk in, Tan Sheng immediately smiled and said, "You are here, come, sit here."

Ye Ziyou couldn't help but tighten his hand holding the thermos, and hid behind him, hiding the chicken soup that he had boiled all morning behind him.

Tan Sheng said: "You are too mean. You sent me to the hospital and ran away. If my sister was not here, I would have no one to take care of me all night. I would have fed you to the dog?"

Ye Ziyou pursed her lips, but said nothing.

Xiao Ti hurriedly said: "Why are you still so unreasonable? It was Tan Yu who asked him to go back last night because he was afraid that he would be bored here. He originally wanted to stay here."

Tan Sheng winked at Ye Ziyou and said, "Really? You really want to keep this one to take care of me?"

"...No." Ye Ziyou shook his head.

It was only at this moment that Xiaoti saw the thermos bucket behind Ye Ziyou, her eyes lit up, and she said, "Hey, Mr. Ye, what kind of soup are you cooking? I just didn't see any soup for sale when I ordered takeaway." What, did you do this yourself?"

Ye Ziyou bit her lower lip, took out the thermos, and said in a flat tone, "Yes."

"Why didn't you take it out sooner?" Tan Sheng took the thermos and opened it, and a scent of chicken soup wafted through the hospital.

Xiaoti let out an exclamation: "It smells so good, your craftsmanship is so good? Ah Sheng, would you like some drink?"

Hearing the word "A Sheng", Ye Ziyou's eyelids drooped even more, and he said, "He just finished his meal, so he probably can't drink anymore, let's leave it."

Tan Sheng glared at him: "Who said I can't drink it anymore?" After a pause, "Xiao Ti, bring it here and let me taste it. His craftsmanship is very good. Do you want to try it?"

"Okay, okay." Xiaoti nodded immediately, took out a bowl consciously, filled it up, drank half of it in one gulp, and exclaimed, "It's amazing, it's no different from what the chef made, for sure It's a lot of trouble."

Tan Sheng also took a sip, smiled at Xiaoti emotionally, and said in a rather smug tone: "How is it, does it taste good?"

"Great." Xiao Ti raised her hand.

Tan Sheng said: "He can cook everything, and he can cook big dishes very well, and let me tell you, he..."

With a "squeak", the friction sound from the chair against the ground interrupted Tan Sheng's words.

Tan Sheng raised his head slightly, and found that Ye Ziyou stood up expressionlessly, and said, "I... go to the bathroom."

Tan Sheng nodded without notice, and seeing Ye Ziyou went out, he continued to boast eloquently: "And he not only cooks delicious food, but also does many other things, such as mopping the ground to grow vegetables, feeding chickens, etc. Feed the duck or something...it's very powerful..."

"Really?" Xiao Ti was shocked, "There are very few young people who can do this in this era."

Tan Sheng was even more proud: "That is, he is very versatile..."

Ye Ziyou didn't continue to listen when he left the ward door. When Xiao Ti's face flashed in his mind, he always felt a little confused, mixed with the meaning of Tan Yu's words yesterday, he knew in his heart that Xiao Ti must like Tan Sheng, but Tan Sheng's attitude...is also somewhat ambiguous.

Ye Ziyou didn't know what was wrong with him, he felt very uncomfortable, but he obviously didn't have those thoughts about Tan Sheng...

really not?

Ye Ziyou couldn't help asking herself in her heart.

He walked straight forward without looking at the road, bumping into people without realizing it, until the person pushed him violently: "Do you look at the road when you walk, are you sick?"

Ye Ziyou woke up suddenly, and quickly bowed her head to apologize: "I'm sorry."

The man left cursing, Ye Ziyou realized that he had already walked to the bathroom, he turned on the faucet and poured some cold water on his face, only then did he feel that his restless heart had calmed down a little.

Nothing to worry about, he told himself.

Isn't it the chicken soup that I spent all morning making, and finally Tan Shengfen gave it to the girl who likes him?

Be generous.

Moreover, he didn't need to worry about these.

Ye Ziyou took a deep breath and walked back to the ward after a while.

After entering the ward this time, Ye Ziyou realized that it was much quieter inside. Xiao Ti had already left, and Tan Sheng was sitting on the hospital bed revising his script. Seeing Ye Ziyou coming in, he raised his head: "Are you going to the bathroom to take a shower?" Have you gone? It’s been so long.”

"she left?"

"Who?" Tan Sheng was taken aback, "Oh, you mean Xiaoti? She still has something to do, so let's go first."

"Oh." Ye Ziyou nodded, sat down on the sofa at the side, looked around, and said, "Tan Yu arranged you in the VIP ward."

"Well, I don't like the environment being too noisy." Tan Sheng frowned, "And they are all people I don't know."

"It was quite noisy just now." Ye Ziyou said in a low voice.

"What?" Tan Sheng didn't hear clearly, so he raised his voice and asked.

"It's nothing." Ye Ziyou shook his head, remained silent for a while, and then continued, "Is the girl just now your friend? She... seems to like you a lot."

"Yeah." Tan Sheng shrugged, "I have confessed to me many times, but I rejected them all. She is not my type, but she is okay and can be a friend."

Ye Ziyou's expression was a little strange, she looked away and nodded slightly: "Oh."

"What's the matter?" Tan Sheng glanced at him, "There's something wrong with his face."

"It's nothing," Ye Ziyou pursed her lips, "I'm fine, will she come later? If she comes, I'll leave first."

"Why are you going? Your future partner is like this and you still go?" Tan Sheng glared at him, the meaning of the threat was self-evident.

He looked at Ye Ziyou, only to realize that the other person's expression was indeed very wrong. In the blink of an eye, he didn't know which muscle was suddenly right in his mind. He suddenly understood something, looked at Ye Ziyou seriously, and said: "Hey—it just occurred to me, don't you..."

Tan Shing paused, then squinted his eyes: "Are you jealous?"

A look of panic flashed across Ye Ziyou's face, but he suppressed it quickly, and calmly shook his head: "No, you're thinking too much."

This time, Tan Sheng paid attention to his facial expression, and he could see it clearly. Suddenly, a feeling of joy welled up in his heart, and he struggled to jump off the bed.

Ye Ziyou quickly got up and held him down: "Don't move around, don't you want to kill yourself?"

Tan Sheng hugged him: "You're just jealous, admit it." After a pause, he felt happy, "Why are you so cute!!"

Ye Ziyou's face was a little dark.

The next second, Tan Sheng excitedly put his arms around his neck and kissed him hard, and said with a smile: "I thought you really didn't have any feelings for me, but now it seems... It's not like you don't have any feelings at all."

Ye Ziyou's face was flushed red, but her tone was still calm: "You...don't act like this."

Tan Sheng laughed happily.