"Well, of course I know, don't worry." Song Qiao agreed perfunctorily.
After hanging up the phone, Mrs. An came over worriedly, "How about it, when will Dajing come over? My soup needs to be hot to drink. If he is busy now, I will take it back and heat it up."
Song Qiao nodded, "He will be here soon, just wait. By the way, don't make soup in the next few days, and give Qiqi more vegetables and other things."
Although she enjoys watching Gu Oijing's show, she does suffer a lot from drinking soup every day.
"How can that be done? Qiqi's body is still weak." Aunt An frowned.
Song Qiao explained, "That's true, but I'm also afraid that things will turn to the extreme. The most important thing for Qiqi right now is that her physical condition is stable. If we make up for it too much, I'm afraid it will cause problems again."
"After drinking for so many days, it's enough."
"Oh, yes, yes!"
After being reminded by her, Mrs. An finally reacted. She patted her head and said hurriedly, "Look, I'm just thinking about replenishing Qiqi's body, and I forgot that there is such a thing. Okay, then I won't give it to her tomorrow."
cook."
"Okay." Song Qiao agreed.
Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, she heard Aunt An say again, "Is it okay with the Dajing side? He is in good health, and it will definitely be fine if he takes more supplements."
"Starting tomorrow, I will make it specially for her."
"..."
Song Qiao didn't expect that Mrs. An would be so persistent in replenishing Gu Jingting's health. Even if Qiqi didn't drink, she would have to cook a small meal for him alone.
She pursed her lips, wanting to laugh but not daring to.
It seems that he can't hide from the soup during this period. I hope that someone will wish for good luck, and she tried her best.
During the break in conversation, Gu Jingting appeared in the ward. As soon as he entered the door, he was warmly dragged to drink soup by Aunt An, who also recounted to him the conversation he had just had with Song Qiao.
Aunt An's face was full of kindness, "Oh, Ojing, if you want to drink anything from now on, just tell me."
Gu Jingting couldn't take a breath, and he choked on the soup and coughed repeatedly. He quickly took out a tissue to wipe his clothes, his eyes widened slightly, showing a bit of confusion and disbelief.
After a long while, he turned to look at Song Qiao.
On the hospital bed, Xiaotang and Qiqi, who were still playing flying chess, were attracted by this movement. They looked at Gu Jingting with sympathy on their faces.
Qiqi was still fanning the flames, "Uncle Bodyguard likes the soup made by Grandma An very much. He will definitely not choose anything to drink. Grandma, don't worry about making it."
Xiaotang nodded with a serious expression, "He agreed to donate bone marrow to Qiqi this time. He is a good person. Grandma, if you want to help him supplement more, why not let uncle drink two more bowls tomorrow."
Gu Jingting's eyes opened wider and wider, as if he had the urge to doubt life.
He reluctantly came back to his senses, cast his deep eyes on Xiaotang, and smiled coldly, "They are right, Aunt An's craftsmanship is indeed good, and I can't just have it all, so I will let Xiaotang make up for it when the time comes.
"
Aunt An was most happy to hear people compliment her cooking skills. Now she was smiling from ear to ear, "Really?"
"Yes." Gu Jingting regained his composure, picked up the bowl and drank the soup slowly, "Since Qiqi wants to keep her condition stable, let's wait until after the operation."
"But Xiaotang is still growing, so it's a good idea to drink more tonic soup."
"Yes, what you said makes sense." Aunt An clapped her hands.
Xiaotang was caught off guard, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly tried to save the situation, "I don't need it, wait..."
"Who said that? I think it's necessary." Aunt An has already made up her mind, "You are a boy and you must grow taller. I will make bone soup for you tomorrow."
"Grandma An, I..."
Xiaotang tried to protest, but it was useless under Mrs. An's force. He finally had to turn to Song Qiao for help. He did not want to participate in this matter.
Song Qiao was so happy that she could not help but pretend to be sympathetic on her face, and the other party shrugged helplessly.
After reading the joke, she evacuated in time, "You drink slowly, I'll go see Momo."
Song Qiao didn't give anyone time to react, and walked out of the ward directly. When she turned the corner, the smile on her lips rose wildly. She didn't expect that she would still see such an expression on his face in her lifetime.
Worth it.
Song Qiao hummed a song and walked to Momo's room with brisk steps.
After a few days of repairs, she recovered well. The doctor has said that she can be discharged from the hospital at any time as long as she is willing. However, Momo thought that it was rare to have a holiday, so she started to work directly.
Thinking about how many days it can last is a few days.
At this time, she was leaning on the bedside, holding an apple in her left hand and a remote control in her right hand, watching the TV series with gusto.
Song Qiao walked over, snatched away the remote control, and put it on the bedside table, "Agent Mo, do you plan to continue to be so decadent?"
Seeing her coming, Momo enthusiastically moved aside to give up half of the bed, "Come on, come on, sit down, why are you in a hurry? There's nothing important right now anyway."
Anyway, for emergencies related to Song Qiao, she directly asked Zhao Gege to be sent to the hospital for handling. There was no need to leave the hospital too early.
Song Qiao didn't want to be polite to her. He sat down next to her and said softly, "I worked with Gu Jingting to teach Rong Luoyin a lesson. He should be discharged from the hospital and go home now."
Hearing this, Momo frowned and said, "Are you going to hit me so lightly? Qiaoqiao, you are too old to carry the knife?"
Song Qiaoyi tilted her side and said, "It's me who gets emotional, not you. What if I hit you too hard and she sues me for intentional injury?"
"It's as if you don't have it now." Momo muttered.
Song Qiao gave her a hard knock on the head with his backhand, not bothering to beat around the bush, "I'm just teaching you a lesson now, the main event will come later."
It's not enough just to make her suffer some physical pain.
Song Qiao looked at the TV screen with strange eyes.
When Rong Luoyin gave her such a big gift, and now he spared no effort to cause trouble for her, of course she had to torture her both physically and mentally, including her capital and profits.
"Okay, okay." After Momo finished speaking, she complained, "Please be gentle. I have a concussion now. Are you responsible for turning me into a fool later?"
Song Qiao raised her eyebrows and said, "That's okay. I'll choose a fool husband for you when the time comes. They'll be in pairs."
Momo raised her head in disbelief and rushed towards Song Qiao the next second, "Okay, I will help you with all my heart and soul, but you have such evil intentions."
Song Qiao dodged left and right, giggling and explaining, "Isn't this just a match?"
"Go to hell with your match!" Momo roared.
"Okay, okay, it's okay if I'm wrong, please let me go."
"Bah, stop doing this!"
The two of them laughed and joked for a while, and Song Qiao sat up with a gasp and said seriously, "Rong Luoyin suffered a lot in my hands, so he will definitely not let it go so easily."
Momo agreed, "I think so."
"So, we have to be careful of her taking action in the next time." Song Qiao explained the purpose of her visit, "After you are discharged from the hospital, it is best to hire a bodyguard to follow you."
