I took my mobile phone when I looked at it and called Zou Chen again.
This time, it was quickly picked up over there. It was a sound …
"Hey, what’s the matter?" Zou Chenyin never felt weak.
My heart is not tight.
"Are you all right?" I asked cautiously.
"Yeah, it’s okay."
"Well … don’t you want to drink tremella even porridge at night? I bought all the ingredients and I … went to make it for you, okay?" I said very please.
The other end was silent for two seconds and asked, "Do you know which ward I live in?"
Uh … I seem to have slipped my tongue.
I pursed the lips and answered, "I asked Chen and them … to know."
"Really?" A skeptical tone.
I asked, "Is it convenient for you to meet?"
Zou Chen lives in a vip ward, which is no different from a hotel suite. There is everything in it.
"You’re all right." He didn’t answer the rhetorical question
"Yeah, it’s okay."
The head lightly sighed, "Come on then."
I jumped for joy and hung up, and I saw Xiao Chen push the door and I smiled happily. "You Zou always let me go upstairs."
Xiao Chen tapped a big bag of things by the door and waited for me to pack, then followed me to find Zou Chen.
Zou Chen lives on the tenth floor. Let’s take the stairs.
When I arrived at the door of Zou Chen’s ward, I was a little nervous, thinking that he had long been indifferent and I was still a little nervous.
I hesitated for a moment at the door before I raised my hand and knocked on the door.
The door quickly hit the little nurse from the inside and looked out at us. The index finger pressed against our lips to signal us to be smaller, and then opened the door to let us in.
I went in and saw Zou Chen lying quietly in bed with a drip on his wrist. His face was paler than before and he seemed to be asleep.
I just talked to him. He fell asleep so soon?
I can’t help but walk slowly to the bed and see him lying weak and frowning. It seems very uncomfortable. What happened to him when he was corrected? Why did he fall ill as soon as he was alive and kicking?
"He just fell asleep," the little nurse wrote beside me.
I turned around and asked softly, "What’s wrong with him?"
The little nurse smiled at me and shrugged her shoulders, then turned and walked out. Xiao Chen put the things in the kitchen and followed her back.
I sat down on the bed and looked at his frown. I couldn’t help but stretch out my hand to smooth his brow.
Seeing him sleeping deeply, I turned and went to the kitchen.
Fortunately, the kitchen has everything, even a purple casserole for soup. I am busy cleaning the pot, then taking out the tremella, soaking it, taking out the lotus, cleaning it, scooping up a spoonful of coix seed, grabbing a handful of red dates, cleaning it and putting it in the purple casserole. These steps have been in my heart for many times.
Everything is ready, dry your hands and go out of the kitchen.
Zou Chen breathed evenly and slept deeply.
I stretched out my hand and gently touched his forehead, and the fever subsided. I couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief. I couldn’t move my eyes when I looked at his face. These days, he seems to have lost a little weight and become more and more profound.
I sat by the bed for a long time, and it was almost time to go back to the kitchen and tear up the soaked tremella, put it in the pot, and added two or three pieces of rock sugar to finish these things. I passed a big bag and put the ingredients in the refrigerator.
When I came out of the kitchen again, I crept into bed and leaned against him. I was very satisfied. I took a breath of his body, but it smelled like strong disinfectant. I couldn’t help but frown, but looking at that Zhang Jun, I suddenly felt that the smell was not very bad.
I quietly leaned over him and reached out and gently stroked his short hair, black hair, hard and pricked hands, but I was reluctant to move my hand. He would be less inaccessible and indifferent to a sweet sleeping child, and I could look at him without fear.
Two hours later, the kitchen overflowed with red dates and coix seed, and the rich fragrance drifted in the room.
At this time, the people around me moved their eyelids and slowly opened their eyes. I was caught by him if I came to bed or not.
Section 6
He gave me a look at wait for a while’s dark eyes, a little confused and still awake. Then he sniffed again and asked in a low voice, "What smells so good?" The voice was a little hoarse.
I’m a little smug, she chuckled and said, "Is it delicious if I cook tremella porridge?"
He sat up and looked up at a bottle that was almost dripping.
I slipped into bed and said earnestly, "Are you hungry? The porridge is ready."
"Give me a glass of water," he whispered.
I rushed to the side and poured him a glass of water and then brought it to him.