Master Lu's Black Belly Milk Cake

After hanging the water, Zhong Yi gradually felt drowsy. Although she was very reluctant to waste Lu Hezhang's time with her like this, her eyelids were too heavy to lift.

He didn't know when he fell asleep. When he woke up, it was still dark, and the whole ward was very quiet. He thought that Lu Hezhang had already left after sleeping until night.

He sat up and found that the person who should have left was sitting on the accompanying bed next to his hospital bed, leaning against the head of the bed, taking a nap with his eyes closed.

Although the beds in this ward have been replaced with larger ones, seeing him lying in his clothes with a slightly tired face on his face, Zhong Yi felt distressed again.

Lu Hezhang was already very busy, so he didn't say he couldn't help, and kept making trouble for him, so that he didn't have a good rest all night.

Zhong Yi didn't want to wake him up, so she got off the bed lightly, planning to go to the bathroom to use the toilet and wash up again.

However, Lu Hezhang's sleep was too shallow, he woke up as soon as Zhong Yi moved, and immediately became alert: "What's wrong?"

Zhong Yi hurriedly stopped, waved his hands and said, "No, no, I'm just going to the toilet, you can go to sleep."

"Go to the toilet?" Lu Hezhang straightened his slightly wrinkled shirt and asked solemnly, "Do you need my help?"

This question made Zhong Yi almost lose his legs, and fell back on the bed.

Is it possible to say such things casually?

"No, no need..." Zhong Yi had an awkward smile on his face.

"Then go in by yourself."

When Lu Hezhang said this, there was no abnormality on his face at all, it was very ordinary, it seemed that only Zhong Yi would be embarrassed.

He walked into the bathroom stiffly. Fortunately, before he needed help, he completed the task of going to the bathroom by himself.

Under Lu Hezhang's arrangement, there are all kinds of toiletries here, toothbrushes and towels are all new, and they are all brands owned by Lu Hezhang.

Zhong Yi doesn't know much about Lu Hezhang's business, not because he doesn't care, but because he can't figure out business matters with his art student's mind.At present, it is only known that the industries he is involved in include daily necessities manufacturing, medical equipment production, leisure and catering industry and commerce, etc. There are also a series of non-industrial industries that I like to understand, and the entertainment industry is also occasionally involved.

It is really tiring to manage so many things by one person.

When Zhong Yi was brushing her teeth in front of the mirror, she was thinking that it would be great if Mr. Lu didn't have to take care of so many things every day.

After washing and coming out, Lu Hezhang just closed the computer, raised his head and said to Zhong Yi: "I have something to do later, I have to deal with it, I will keep a few people here, just call them whatever you need."

Zhong Yi looked out of the window, the blackout curtain was pulled open, the sun outside shone in, it was not too bright, it was obviously early morning.

He didn't want Lu Hezhang to leave now.

Out of selfishness, I also want him to rest for a while and stop working so hard.

Zhong Yi walked up to him and grabbed one of his cuff buttons, and said stickily, "Mr. Lu, stay with me for a while."

Lu Hezhang looked up at him, and reprimanded softly: "Now you don't listen to anything?"

There is no way, Zhong Yi can only pretend to be ignorant, in order to find an excuse to let him sleep more, and stalk him to the end.

"Anyway, you can give me to others, why can't you give those things to others? Am I so unimportant?" He also blinked his bright eyes like a deer.

Like this appearance, it is really not easy to be cruel to him completely.

Lu Hezhang didn't resist, and hesitated for a moment whether he really needed to be present in person.

In fact, after such a hesitation, the answer has already come out.

But he still asked in a low voice: "So, do you need someone to help you go to the toilet or sleep with you?"

Zhong Yi said in shame and indignation: "Mr. Lu!"

Then he looked at him pitifully and said, "Can't you just stay with me all morning?"

Under Zhong Yi's shining gaze, Lu Hezhang was finally defeated and called his subordinates.

The matter was left to pay, Lu Hezhang looked at Zhong Yi's bright smiling face like a sunflower, gently pinched his nose, and said, "Are you satisfied?"

Zhong Yi immediately said: "Satisfied!"

Feeling helpless, Lu Hezhang pretended to blame, "If this project is lost, will you compensate me for the loss?"

"Okay, but I may have to paint a hundred paintings a day to make up for it, and if I paint too many, it's worthless." Zhong Yi said seriously.

Seeing his serious look, Lu Hezhang couldn't help but smile.

"The good news is that the project is still making money." He laughed.

Zhong Yi sat back on his hospital bed, whimsical and authentic: "That's not okay, you can't just let me bear the losses, and I won't have a share of the profits, right?"

Lu Hezhang became interested, raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh? Mr. Zhong still wants to contract this project?"

Zhong Yi followed his example and raised his eyebrows, "How much will it cost? Let me see if I can sell a thousand paintings."

"Well... If one day your paintings are worth as much as Monet's, that should be enough."

Zhong Yi became frustrated in an instant, raised her hands in surrender and said, "I won't ask any more."

Lu Hezhang stood up, walked to his side, tapped his little head full of whimsy, and said, "I'll go wash up first, someone will bring food in later."

Zhong Yi just lay back on the bed, waiting obediently, and it didn't take long for someone to come in with a small table.

The food has been set on the table, just put it on the bed, it is a simple two meat, one vegetable and one soup, the taste is just two words: light.

Don't look at Zhong Yi as if he doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, but in fact he likes to eat heavy oil and spicy food the most, or he is the one who suffers from gastroenteritis.

When Lu Hezhang came out of the shower, the exhaustion on his face was swept away. Seeing Zhong Yi's frown, he knew that he probably refused to eat properly.

"During this period of time, you must have a light diet, so bear with it," he said.

In fact, as soon as the rice was served, Zhong Yi had already prepared to eat it mentally, but Lu Hezhang was here, so it was a good thing he stopped taking the opportunity to act coquettishly.

His clever brain began to run at high speed again, and he frowned even tighter in an instant, and muttered: "But I really can't eat it."

However, who is Lu Hezhang, and Zhong Yi is not acting seriously, so he can't tell that Zhong Yi is thinking of some evil ideas.

Thinking that Zhong Yi is really pitiful when he is sick, Lu Hezhang compromised again: "Then how can I eat it, Mr. Zhong?"

Zhong Yi stretched out a finger and tapped on his lips, and said in a drawl: "Uncle Lu, please feed me, if you feed me, I definitely dare not stop eating."

Lu Hezhang asked quietly: "Uncle's food tastes better?"

"No," Zhong Yi licked his lips like a cunning little fox, "I can watch you eat."