"I'm not hungry, you go and eat." Chu Xiaochen said hurriedly.
Because Chu Le's matter caused such a big commotion, she felt very sorry.
Luo Jun took the thermos box from Han Qing's hand and said, "You go and eat."
Han Qing nodded and led his bodyguard to a chair far away to sit down for lunch. Luo Jun opened the thermos box in his hand and brought the porridge bowl to Chu Xiaochen.
"I really can't eat..."
"I asked you to help me get it." Chu Xiaochen heard this and hurriedly put the bowl away. Luo Jun poured half of the soup into the bowl, took the spoon and put it in the bowl, and fastened the lid again.
, he casually placed the thermos box on the side of the chair, "Feed me!"
Chu Xiaochen was stunned for a moment, and then came back to his senses. Although he was not in the mood, he still picked up the bowl, filled the soup with a spoon, blew on it, and brought it to his mouth.
Luo Jun has helped so much in this matter. Not to mention that he is just asking her to feed him soup, even if he asks her for a higher request, she will not refuse.
Luo Jun took a sip of the soup and said, "Please pay attention, this spoonful is cold!"
cold?
Chu Xiaochen took back the remaining half spoonful of soup in the spoon, brought it to his lips and took a sip. The soup was just right warm, but where was it cold?!
It's really hard to take care of.
Looking at the small mouthful of soup left in the spoon, she didn't pour it back. There was no place to pour it outside, so she just drank it by herself. She filled up a new bowl of soup and tested the temperature with her lips. It felt better than the previous one.
Warm it up and bring it to his mouth.
Luo Jun just touched it and quickly raised his face.
"hot!"
She gritted her teeth, took back the spoon, blew on it gently, and then brought it back.
Luo Jun just glanced at the spoon and said, "It's cold."
Chu Xiaochen had no choice but to drink the soup from the spoon again, stood up with the bowl in hand, filled the third spoonful of soup, and brought it to his mouth.
Luo Jun glanced at the soup in the spoon and said, "It has skin!"
Frowning at the soup, Chu Xiaochen saw a little black longan peel floating in it. It must have been accidentally boiled when making the soup. She had to drink the soup again and serve him a fourth cup.
Spoon soup.
"cold!"
"Meat!"
"..."
Every spoonful was not to his liking. Before he knew it, the bowl of soup had reached the bottom, but he only drank the first half of it. The whole bowl of soup was close to her stomach.
"Luo Jun, can you not be so excessive?"
"Okay." He raised his hand and took the empty bowl and spoon from her. When he spoke again, his tone was gentle, "Sit down and rest for a while."
Looking at Luo Jun, who suddenly looked like two different people in front of him, Chu Xiaochen looked stunned.
"Black chicken soup?" After lunch, Shen Yizhou walked back to the door of the ward. When he saw the soup on the floor, he immediately frowned, "Luo Jun, didn't I tell you, you have superficial gastritis, don't drink this
Plant soup!”
Luo Jun glanced at him displeasedly and said, "That's long-winded."
"I'm doing it for your own good. You still think I'm verbose. If you have gastritis, don't come to me!" Shen Yizhou turned around and walked to the window and looked into the ward."
Chu Xiaochen suddenly realized as he watched Luo Jun put the bowl and spoon in his hand into the bag containing the thermos box.
It turned out that he and Ben didn't really want to drink soup, but they were just trying to make her drink soup.
This man actually loves her so much?!
"Dean Shen!" The attending doctor walked over, "Everything has been arranged. You just need to sign here."
Shen Yizhou took the pen and signed the document in his hand.
A nurse suddenly opened the door of the ward and said, "Doctor, Chu Le has difficulty breathing!"
