"Let's not consider such a profound topic for the time being. Come on, drink the porridge and get rid of the disease first, and then drive your Beijing Modern and take me around Nanjing!" Chen Fuyun said with a smile.

"You are serious to you, and you want to make me laugh, you're so bad." Lin Shiyun laughed out loud, glared at Chen Fuyun, and complained with a smile.

"I'm also serious. We went to Nanjing one after another, and we just wanted to have fun and have a lot of pain. Come on, open your mouth, I'll feed you." Chen Fuyun was very happy when she saw her happy, and smiled, and fed her a serious face to drink porridge.

After feeding a bowl of porridge, Lin Shiyun's complexion was obviously much better than before. It was pale and a little more rosy. Chen Fuyun saw that she was very cooperative this time. After feeding her the porridge, she took out a crab roe soup bun with the right temperature and pleasant aroma. She gently tore a small hole on the skin of the bun, and used a spoon to catch the thick juice flowing out. She said to Lin Shiyun: "When I was a child, when I was sick, the old man often said that light removal of the seedlings, greasy and relieve the root of the disease, and light and greasy are the best match for patients' recipes. We have a simple condition and cannot cook for you to make broth. If you taste the soup of this crab roe bread, the taste should not be bad."

Lin Shiyun said when she saw that he advised people to drink the soup in the bun, she couldn't help but smile. Chen Fuyun's purpose of saying this was about to amuse her. When she saw her laugh, her purpose was achieved. She carefully handed the soup to her mouth and fed her to drink. Then she smiled with satisfaction: "Just take a sip to satisfy your cravings. I'll solve the rest. You just finished the medicine and it's still not suitable for eating greasy."

Lin Shiyun blinked, regardless of whether what he said was true or not. After taking medicine and breakfast, her physical discomfort had already faded. She turned over and picked up a thick book, put on a pair of black-framed glasses, and quietly looked at the book.

During the period when she was focusing on reading, Chen Fuyun ate a few buns, drank a cup of soy milk, then took the brown sugar and ginger out, found a small restaurant with fewer diners, borrowed the boss's kitchen, and made a bowl of brown sugar ginger soup. When she was about to pay some processing fee, the boss's wife waved her hand, fucked a strong Nanjing accent, and smiled and said, "Now, there are not many people who can make ginger soup, even fewer young people. Young man, I think you should have made it for your girlfriend who has a cold. I won't charge you any more."

Chen Fuyun repeatedly asked for money, but the boss's wife refused again and again. Finally, Chen Fuyun, in the elder's unswerving attitude, was better than obedient than obedience. She smiled and thanked her, and brought the ginger soup back to the small room.

Perhaps because she was prone to sleepiness after taking cold medicine, when Chen Fuyun returned to the small room, Lin Shiyun, who was still reading a book a while ago, lay down again. When Chen Fuyun entered the door, she opened her eyes slightly.

"I woke you up, right?"

"After taking your medicine, you will easily feel sleepy. You will lie down and sleep, but you will have a little trouble sleeping."

"That's because of the wind and cold. Drink some ginger soup later. This is specialized in treating wind and cold, and is more responsible than cold medicine." Chen Fuyun said.

"You want to eat again?" Lin Shiyun asked.

"You have just drunk the porridge, and the food has not been digested yet, so I will drink it later." Chen Fuyun said.

"Chen Fuyun, did I cause you a lot of trouble?" Lin Shiyun asked in a low voice when Chen Fuyun put down the ginger soup and sat beside the bed.

"Why did you suddenly ask this?" Chen Fuyun asked back.

"It's just a question, you have to tell the truth." Lin Shiyun looked at Chen Fuyun and said.

"You traveled thousands of miles away and worked hard to send me to Nanjing, afraid that I would be lonely and lonely here alone, so I ran over to accompany me the next day. You didn't bother with it. How could I think you were troublesome?" Chen Fuyun said with a smile.

"Actually, I came to you, not just because I was afraid that you would be alone." Lin Shiyun said.

"Well, I guessed it." Chen Fuyun nodded in anticipation.

"Actually, I also have a studio. If you decide not to go to Xiaowu's side, you can consider it..." Lin Shiyun cut her hands back and felt a little upset in front of Chen Fuyun for the first time.

"I don't want to consider this issue for the time being." Chen Fuyun interrupted.

"Oh, I understand. No matter what, I will thank you for taking care of me. When I was sick." Chen Fuyun's rejection made Lin Shiyun feel much more relieved and indifferent. The natural elegance on her body also recovered as the sentence fell.

"I will appear in front of you when you need it. No matter when." Chen Fuyun said seriously.

"Is this your promise to me?" Lin Shiyun suddenly raised her head, stared at him, and asked.

"Forget it." Chen Fuyun nodded solemnly.

"Do you think I'm a little selfish?"

"Won't."

"I feel a little selfish when I said what I just now. If, between us..."

"What between us?"

"there is nothing."

"Little Girl Lin!"

"Um?"

"I finally realized that you are really a little bit shy."

"Why did you say that to me again?"

"I have a basis. You not only learned to be silent and sulk, but also learned to suffocate people's appetite. Isn't this too bad?"

"Is there really?"

“…”

Every time he had an in-depth exchange with Lin Shiyun, Chen Fuyun would always fail unconsciously, because Lin Shiyun not only had the ability to break through various levels that Chen Fuyun cleverly designed inside and outside the words, but also suddenly gave Chen Fuyun an impeccable rhetoric with a cute expression.

When Chen Fuyun encounters this kind of rhetorical question, he often gets caught in an instant, doesn't know what to say, and he has no solution to her. The main reason is probably because Chen Fuyun is not the kind of person who is eloquent and sweet in idol dramas, which makes the girl stunned and stupidly wants to feed him one by one.

"Because you are quite weak and it's so sweet that I'm going to like, I decided that you have to hurry up and drink this bowl of ginger soup." Chen Fuyun turned around and took the ginger soup over and said seriously.

"It tastes weird, can you not drink it?" Lin Shiyun frowned and asked tentatively.

"No. You are a patient, you must be obedient." Chen Fuyun put on an attitude of "If you are a patient, you should listen to me."

"I really can't ignore it?"

"No. This is not discussed. Do you want to get early? Do you want to take you for a ride? Do you want to visit Nanjing?" Chen Fuyun asked in a parallel manner using the Qiong Yao drama model.

"Think." Lin Shiyun nodded.

"Then open your mouth, after drinking this, it may be fine in the afternoon." Chen Fuyun was kind to seduce.

“…”

Chen Fuyun used both soft and hard work, and finally persuaded Lin Shiyun to drink half of a bowl of brown sugar ginger soup. After drinking the brown sugar ginger soup, Lin Shiyun proposed to go downstairs to bask in the sun, and Chen Fuyun responded with a smile.

The sun is bright on the street. When it is sunny on people, it is warm and lazy. On both sides of the street, many elderly people are wearing reading glasses and lying in the sun, listening to small songs and flower accents. Most of the people who come here to visit also drink tea, chat, and chat in nearby teahouses.

Such a beautiful morning and such a lazy and leisurely attitude towards life are rare for Chinese people who always adhere to the struggle style of the morning and early birds eat insects.

Holding hands with Lin Shiyun, they strolled on the Qinhuai bluestone street with light golden sunshine and faint tea fragrance. The two of them walked very slowly, their rhythm was unexpectedly coordinated, and they looked like a couple.

...

Mianyang City, First People's Hospital.

Fan Xiaobai didn't close his eyes all day and night, and was always with Chen Gousheng's bed. Although Chen Gousheng repeatedly signaled her that he had only suffered a little minor injury and was not seriously injured. This woman who was so persistent that she was almost paranoid was still by his side and never left.

"Brother Gou Zuo, are you hungry?"

Chen Gousheng rolled his eyes and looked at Jin Tianbao, who had never left for a day and a night at the window, without saying a word.

"I haven't eaten for so long, so I must be hungry. Wait for me for a while, I'll go to the market to buy a chicken and stew the soup for you." Fan Xiaobai said, then let go of the hand that had held his palm that night and turned around and left the ward.

"Xiaobai, can you tell me what the relationship between you and Chen Gousheng?" When Fan Xiaobai came out, Jin Tianbao stood in front of her and asked seriously.

"Is this question important to you?" Fan Xiaobai raised his head and asked back.

"It's very important." Jin Tianbao said word by word.

"Brother Gou Sheng and I are just ordinary friends. You don't have to ask more questions, and I don't want to say more." Fan Xiaobai said.

"Average friend? Ordinary friend is worth your day and night to accompany him?" Jin Tianbao looked disbelieving.

"If you believe it or not, please let me go, I'm going out." Fan Xiaobai frowned, pushed away Jin Tianbao's body blocking his face, and prepared to leave.

"You can do it if you want me to get out of here, but you must give me an answer that can convince me." Jin Tianbao refused to let go, his body did not move, and his emotions were a little excited.

"Are you still a man?" Fan Xiaobai asked.

"We have three years of love, three years! Are we not as good as a man you have known for less than two months?" Jin Tianbao asked gritted his teeth.

"Three years, yes, three years, but we have broken up, aren't we? When I was in a downturn, when I was worse than death, when I was wandering in front of the gates of hell, where were your three years and your feelings? You are now the boss of the Ministry of Public Security. I am just a nonsense and I am not worthy of you. Please stay away from me, and please let go of Gou Sheng Ge."

Fan Xiaobai's eyes were red, but the expression on his face was neither happy nor sad.

When she said these words, she seemed to be saying something that had nothing to do with her, only the last sentence "Please let go of Brother Gou Sheng", Jin Tianbao heard the strong sense of care and concern in her heart.

"Xiaobai, can you tell me what has happened to you in the past few years?" Jin Tianbao looked at her deeply and asked.

"Didn't you say it when you were having tea at noon?" Fan Xiaobai asked back.

"At noon, you want to speak but stop, where can you confess?" Jin Tianbao said.

"You are a policeman now, so you can unconditionally let anyone confess to you, right?" Fan Xiaobai said.

"I, that's not what I mean." Jin Tianbao was choked.
Chapter completed!