Chapter 15 (2/2)
He didn't feel tired of pretending in front of her.
”I've been worried about you.” She quickly walked to the bedside and put the thermos bucket on the bedside table: ”how, will the arm still hurt?”
Zhan Bo looked at his arm still in plaster, shook his head and said, ”it's okay, much better.”
”How much better.” She sat down by the bed, stretched out her hand and unscrewed the lid of the thermos barrel: ”it's a hundred days. Since the bone is broken, it must be mended.”
Zhan Bo Ru saw that she was anxious and had a stronger smile at the corners of her mouth, but there was something similar to spoiling in her eyebrows: ”so you still care about me so much, I really thought...”
”I don't care about you. Who will I care about?” She lightly picked the corners of her mouth and said, ”this is the chicken soup I cooked for you myself, just to make up for you.”
While talking, the chicken soup was already in the bowl.
No matter from the color or smell, it exudes the taste of dark cuisine.
She took the bowl and brought the spoon to his mouth.
Zhan Boru is very cooperative and opens his mouth.
And she almost pushed the spoon in.
He swallowed and coughed so hard that tears almost burst out together.
His face changed immediately. He was spoiled since childhood. He probably never drank this kind of chicken soup!
”How's it going? Does it taste good? ” She pretended to look forward: ”after all, it's my first time to make chicken soup. If you think it's hard to drink, I'll be very sad.”
”No.” Now Zhan Bo Ru doesn't want Lin Jiangxia to reject him, but immediately holds her wrist: ”the taste is OK, I can... Drink it all.”
His fingers touched her skin and made her sick. Lin Jiangxia subconsciously pulled his wrist back.
The action was too abrupt, and there was too much contrast with the emotion she showed. Naturally, Zhan Bo showed a suspicious look on his cheek.
Lin Jiangxia also realized this and immediately smiled and said, ”that's great. I'm afraid you won't like it!”
The excited and hot voice temporarily dispelled Zhan Bo Ru's doubts.
She sent the spoon again.
Zhan Bo is as stiff as a scalp and opens his mouth to drink.
But the more you drink, the more ugly you look. At first, you can barely keep smiling, but later, the smile solidifies directly.
Lin Jiangxia just sneered at his appearance.
She did underestimate Zhan Bo Ru's endurance.
He really had the nerve to drink a whole bucket of chicken soup.
In fact, Lin Jiangxia didn't pay much attention when dealing with the ingredients. He was afraid that some chicken feathers would be left in it.
”Is it delicious?”
She stared at Zhan Bo Ru, whose face had completely changed.
”OK, it tastes good.” But his stomach turned so bad that he couldn't even speak coherently.
”Then I'll bring you chicken soup in the evening.” She leaned forward close to him and said excitedly.
”No... No.” He blurted out subconsciously, but he realized that this was a little too much. He was embarrassed and explained, ”I don't want you to be too tired.”
Lin Jiangxia sneered in his heart. When he wanted to ridicule him again, the door of the ward was pushed open.
It was impolite of the visitor not to knock.
When Lin Jiangxia looks back, he is not surprised. He stands at the door. He is the battle beiheng with a bright face.