October 1, 2019, evening.

The sun is west.

I took her to go through the procedures for leaving the hospital.

I received an important postoperative recovery on the first floor, for seven days.

Of course, the cost of 36,000 surgery is more than that.

There will be free postoperative gynecological examinations in seven days.

Hemei dares to offer such a high price and a large number of patients, which ensures that it will not affect subsequent fertility functions at all.

She felt much more relieved when she saw a series of precautions.

"Yiteng, thank you really," she couldn't help but say.

I waved my hand: "It's just a matter of raising my hands."

She said again: "I will return the money to you."

I waved my hand again: "Don't care."

“…”

After completing the complete procedures, I walked out of the Hemei Hospital with her.

My name was Didi and I also arrived at the porch.

After getting on the bus, I drove all the way from Nanshan to Sakata.

I didn't say much in the car.

I don't have that desire to speak either.

There are so many things happening today, and my mind is still a little confused.

Liu Nian simply transferred 19,000 to me, and his repeated warnings made me a little confused.

I'm not the kind of person who takes advantage of the situation.

I don't plan to pursue her during this period.

Sometimes I like this kind of thing, there is no need to say it out.

After more than forty minutes, Didi sent us downstairs of the City Cube.

After returning to the rental house, I thought about it and asked, "Do you want to lie down on the bed?"

"No, just go on the sofa." she said.

After she sat cross-legged on the sofa, I went to get her an air conditioner.

She muttered, "Fortunately it's October."

I understand what she means. If it is the hotter August, it will be even more uncomfortable when it comes to the current situation.

Because abortion is equal to the confinement period.

I sat down a little, and seeing it was still early, I said, "The nurse suggested drinking more black chicken soup. I went to buy a black chicken and killed it."

She blinked: "Ah?"

"All right."

So I took the key and left the rental house.

Fortunately, it is not far from the farmers' market here.

It's just a few steps away.

After more than ten minutes of selection, I bought a black chicken at a stall.

Kill, pluck hair, break the belly, very quickly.

Soon, I took the black chicken back to rent the house, and she had already watched TV with the pad.

I can no longer see the hesitation and helplessness of the previous two days.

"Do you want to make black chicken soup?" she asked suddenly.

I nodded: "This is the nurse's advice: drink soup to nourish your health."

She hesitated: "But I don't like the fishy smell of chicken soup..."

I said, "I'll think of a way."

There is a big difference between the black chickens in the farmers' market and the earthy black chickens in the home.

Because I grew up eating feed, the chicken has a strong fishy smell and ginger slices cannot be suppressed.

Finally, I thought of a solution.

I went downstairs to buy some mountain pepper, boil hot water, and then cleaned the chicken again with this hot water.

"The soup will look a little oily this way, so it's better to remove the chicken oil."

“…”

I thought about it, took out another fruit knife and patiently removed the chicken oil.

It's like embroidering a flower.

I was not impatient at all.

After spending more than half an hour to process the chicken twice, I can finally put it in the rice cooker and start cooking.

After a few dozen minutes, the black chicken soup was freshly released.

I called her over to eat: "Try it, how about it?"

She tasted it: "The soup is still a little oily, I won't eat weight, right?"

"But there is no fishy smell."
Chapter completed!