The only favorite ex-wife: The president's husband owes training

Gu Chenglin's mother actually had a very bad complexion when she heard the doctor's words. She didn't like watching things on the Internet very much, but she just didn't want her son to be too close to Jian Ziyu, and she didn't want to hear their affection.

"Don't eat too greasy food today, let Ms. Jian eat the chicken soup." Looking at Jian Ziyu's pale face, the doctor thought that the marriage of a rich man must be unhappy, but looking at Jian Ziyu yesterday Yu looked anxious, thinking that these two people were really happy.

Gu Chenglin's mother frowned, but actually wanted to snort coldly. After yesterday's incident, she hated Jian Ziyu even more. She was not at all willing to feed Jian Ziyu the chicken soup she cooked.

"I'll call and ask someone to cook some pork liver porridge for you. Look at how much blood you bleed yesterday, and you don't even think about doing things. You won't be afraid of your parents worrying." Gu Chenglin's mother took out her mobile phone while talking. , looking at Jian Ziyu, thinking that marrying such a daughter-in-law is really sad, her husband needs to eat porridge in the hospital at this time, she should volunteer to go back and cook porridge, standing here like a sugar cane.

"Auntie, is Gu Chenglin awake?" Pan Shuangshuang always appeared when Gu Chenglin's mother was angry, with a thermos in her hand.

"Wake up, why are you here so early." A smile appeared on Gu Chenglin's mother's face. When she saw Pan Shuangshuang, the expression on her face was completely different from that of Jian Ziyu.

"I cooked pig blood porridge in a casserole last night. Gu Chenglin bled too much yesterday. Thinking about it, I must not eat too greasy for the first meal. I brought some porridge here." Pan Shuangshuang's footsteps have not yet Walking into the hospital bed, the words fell directly to Gu Chenglin's mother's heart.

Jian Ziyu frowned, and just like in the past, she felt that this environment was not suitable for her, she was like a superfluous person.

Pan Shuangshuang walked to the hospital bed, and when she saw Gu Chenglin, a relaxed expression appeared on her face.

"I was so worried last night. Thinking about knowing you for so many years, I haven't seen you get hurt, and you too. If you don't do well, think about it carefully. You still have a son. What if something happens to you?" Pan Shuangshuang Glancing at Jian Ziyu, there was a sneer at the corner of her mouth. Although she was very angry with Gu Chenglin for doing these things yesterday, Pan Shuangshuang felt that since Gu Chenglin's mother was here, she seemed to be able to act unscrupulously.

Pan Shuangshuang opened the thermos bucket, then poured out the porridge, and the fragrance wafted into the ward.

Jian Ziyu stood where she was, and then looked at Pan Shuangshuang. In fact, this woman is really nice, at least she is very serious about Gu Chenglin's kindness.

Pan Shuangshuang shook the bed carefully, fearing that the friction of the bed would affect the wound on Gu Chenglin's back.

"I also made some soft steamed buns in the morning, Auntie, would you like some?" Pan Shuangshuang took out the steamed buns and gave them to Gu Chenglin's mother.

"You are so skillful and careful. I still boiled chicken soup, thinking that I bled so much yesterday." Gu Chenglin's mother stretched out her hand to hold Pan Shuangshuang's hand, thinking that waiting for Gu Chenglin's divorce, she must let Pan Shuangshuang in.

Pan Shuangshuang smiled, and then said that she should do it. When she said this, she sat next to the hospital bed with a pig's blood porridge, and then blew it, like a little daughter-in-law, like a wife who cares about her husband, all of a sudden Overwhelm the guests.