She didn't know how long she had slept, but Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly opened her eyes and woke up! She checked the time and saw that she had only slept for less than an hour.
Take another look, where is Nie Zheng?
Listening again, there seemed to be a sound in the bathroom.
No, Feng Xiaoxiao quickly got out of bed, because she was so anxious that she didn't even put on her shoes.
She rushed into the bathroom and said: "I have diarrhea again..." Before she could finish her words, she had already seen that Nie Zheng didn't have diarrhea, but vomited! Feng Xiaoxiao was frightened. Thinking of Ding Chuang's words, vomiting was dangerous.
It’s not a good thing! “Ah Zheng.”
Feng Xiaoxiao went over to help Nie Zheng.
Nie Zheng was holding the sink. He had finished vomiting and was washing his face.
Seeing him panting slightly, Feng Xiaoxiao felt heartbroken and hurried over to help him, "Don't move, I'll do it."
While helping Nie Zheng wash his face, she said, "Why don't you wake me up?"
"I'm fine."
Nie Zheng patted her hand.
Although he acted very coquettishly just now, he didn't want to worry her at this time.
"Why is everything okay?"
Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes turned red, "Is this okay?"
Nie Zheng obediently allowed her to criticize, and Feng Xiaoxiao frowned, "Is it the problem with the porridge just now?"
Nie Zheng thought for a moment and nodded, "Probably."
He didn't feel uncomfortable before. After drinking a bowl of porridge, he vomited within an hour.
Nie Zheng held her hand and said, "I guess my stomach still can't bear it."
Feng Xiaoxiao was annoyed, "If you can't drink it, why didn't you tell me?"
Nie Zheng smiled and nodded, "I'm stupid."
Only then did Feng Xiaoxiao realize that Nie Zheng had a dull sense of taste and he accepted everything she put into his mouth.
This time it was still her fault, she took it for granted.
"Come in and lie down."
Feng Xiaoxiao helped Nie Zheng back to the bed and lay down, then turned to call Ding Chuang.
Ding Chuang came quickly, showed it to Nie Zheng and said there was no big problem.
Ding Chuang: "It seems that Mr. Nie was too tired and protested. He needs to rest."
He was still in the mood to joke, so it seemed like he was really fine.
Feng Xiaoxiao asked him: "If you can't eat lean meat porridge, how about drinking white rice porridge?"
She knew Nie Zheng well. He didn't like white rice porridge. Although he would drink it if she fed it to him, she didn't want to wrong her lover.
Ding Chuang then said: "Can you have some vegetable porridge?"
Vegetable porridge?
Feng Xiaoxiao knew that this was even worse.
She can't tell others about her Mr. Nie's problems. It's fine if you let him eat vegetables. Chop the vegetables into fine pieces, boil them until they are pulpy and put them in the porridge. Just looking at them hurts his eyes.
Didn’t you see that the last time she cooked lean meat porridge, she had the meat cut into pieces the size of millet grains?
In short, Mr. Nie is really difficult to take care of. The sick Mr. Nie is like a child, which makes it even harder.
Feng Xiaoxiao was the only one who had to think of a solution. She didn't want to drink the porridge, so she put sugar in the porridge and asked someone to buy some sugar and garlic.
Originally she was still trembling with fear, but Nie Zheng ate quite deliciously.
Watching him drink a bowl and eat the sugar and garlic, "Is there any more?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, "Yes, but I can't eat it now. I'll give it to you after I rest for a while."
"oh."
Nie Zheng curled his lips like a child who wanted candy but couldn't get it.
Feng Xiaoxiao held his hand and kissed it: "Be good and don't make me worry, okay?"
"……Um."
Nie Zheng nodded while wrapped in quilt.
He was actually very uncomfortable. Although he was a 'child' who took the opportunity to act coquettishly, he was also a sensible 'child'.
Feng Xiaoxiao watched him fall asleep. This time she did not dare to let herself fall asleep again, so that if he felt uncomfortable, she would know as soon as possible.