The president is dying every day

Ren Chuanlai was in Jiang Huan's ward, the two of them were doing their own things, and they didn't say anything, but the atmosphere was very peaceful, full of the tranquility before death.

Halfway through the fight, Ren Chuan sent a text message to Meng Chun, urging him to hurry up. It’s just two boxes of crayfish, and it’s not like asking you to go to the sky to pick the moon. How can you be so slow? As the boss’s special assistant, you should satisfy the boss Everything you need!Now the boss just wants to eat crayfish!

Meng Chun came out of the bathroom, wearing the vest of the delivery guy who rented it for ten yuan, with kangaroo ears on his head, holding two boxes of crayfish takeaway very unhappy, and walked into the ward of the oncology department.

He knocked on the door of Ren Chuan's ward, and dutifully shouted, "Guest, your takeaway has arrived!"

The opposite door opened a small gap, Ren Chuan leaned out, like a thief, "Here, here!"

Meng Chun turned around and handed the crayfish over with a blank expression, "Your takeaway." After he finished speaking, he was about to leave. He really couldn't do it anymore. How could there be a special assistant from the boss to be a takeaway guy? Let the word out He is still in the mix.

"There is one sentence missing." Ren Chuan told him, "You didn't say please give a five-star review. The takeaway boy cares about the review. You are too fake. Others can tell at a glance that you are pretending."

Meng Chun took a deep breath and bowed ninety degrees to Ren Chuan, "Please give me a five-star praise, thank you!"

The eyes of the whole corridor were gathered, the nurse let out a groan, and was moved by the wind, "Who stole some takeaway again!"

"Let's go!" Ren Chuan hurriedly pushed Meng Chun, "Go! Don't get caught!"

Ren Chuan walked back to the ward with a takeaway box, Jiang Huan glanced over, "Who is at the door?"

Ren Chuan smiled, "A former colleague."

Jiang Huan was taken aback, "Huh?"

"He's also a takeaway boy. We are all in the same area and we often meet." Ren Chuan put two boxes of crayfish on the table, "He gave away a lot of crayfish shops, and they are just in the process of delivering them, so let him give them to us." Sent one."

"Hmm..." Jiang Huan didn't know whether he should say, "Takeaway can't be delivered to the hospital."

"Wait..." Ren Chuan raised his hand to stop him, "Give me a chance to explain!"

Jiang Huan looked at him quietly, wondering how he could explain it.

"Ordinary orders can't be delivered to the hospital, of course, but I have Meituan VIP. Our takeaway brother internally responds to VIP customers' orders. Even if you are on Mars, it can be delivered to you." Ren Chuan Taking a deep breath, "Is this an explanation?"

After a while of silence, Jiang Huan looked at him with envious eyes, "Meituan members are so expensive, you can afford to drive."

Ren Chuan continued to make up nonsense, "Well... I'm an internal employee of Meituan, so there are discount coupons for members regularly, and the coupons are not expensive at all."

He was afraid that if he continued, Jiang Huan would ask him for discount coupons from Meituan, so he quickly said, "Let's eat crayfish."

Two boxes of crayfish, one box of thirteen incense, one box of minced garlic, each crayfish weighs eighty-two, fresh and plump, the meat is firm, and wrapped in a rich and salty soup, it is enough to burst people's hearts taste buds.

The little braised beef at noon couldn't satisfy Ren Chuan at all. He took one and was about to bite open the shrimp shell when he saw Jiang Huan staring at him.

Ren Chuan paused while eating shrimp, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Huan looked at him, "advanced gastric cancer...can I eat crayfish?"

Ren Chuan: "..."

He gently stroked the back of the crayfish, and imprinted a kiss on the big red head, "I don't want to eat it, but I just want to kiss it because it is so beautiful."

"Oh." Jiang Huan expressed his understanding. After all, he also likes crayfish very much. Whether it is raw or cooked, they are delicious. "I have kissed you before, so give it to me."

He reached out to snatch the crayfish from Ren Chuan's hand, but he didn't take it.

Jiang Huan looked at Ren Chuan, "What's wrong?"

"I..." Ren Chuan's saliva was about to flow into a river, he swallowed, "I want to get closer to it again."

With an almost pious attitude, he paid homage to a dead crayfish that had been made spicy and delicious, and then kissed his favorite shrimp head goodbye.

Then the worshiped crayfish fell into Jiang Huan's hands ruthlessly, and was dismembered with two clicks, revealing the snow-white lobster meat, rolled with a layer of spicy oil, and stuffed into his mouth.

Ren Chuan witnessed the whole process and swallowed his saliva several times in vain.

Two boxes of crayfish, a total of two catties, turned into a pile of empty shells in Jiang Huan's hands little by little. Jiang Huan felt Ren Chuan's gaze and raised his head, "What's wrong?"

There was only appetite in Ren Chuan's eyes, and he asked eagerly, "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious." While talking, Jiang Huan pushed aside another lobster, which was fat and oily, "This is the best crayfish I've ever eaten."

Ren Chuan's saliva was about to drip, "Give me a taste..."

Jiang Huan glanced at him, "Huh?"

When the words came to his mouth, he had to turn a corner. Ren Chuan really said with tears in his eyes: "Sort the garbage for me! Crayfish belong to dry garbage!"