Reborn 1990 Legal Little Wife

Zhou Yanbei looked at Zhu Huanhuan, who was fuming and eloquent. He held her hand tightly and refused to let go: "I'm afraid you'll be worried. It's cold and you guys are here. I'm afraid Little Pumpkin won't be able to adapt. I just wanted to wait. After the New Year, the weather is getting warmer..."

Zhu Huanhuan didn't wait for him to finish, and immediately shook his head: "No, you still lied to me. If your leg was really incurable, you would have been sent to Beijing long ago. I don't know the medical conditions here. you……"

Zhou Yanbei smiled lightly with his eyes folded. It has to be said that the little girl responded very quickly: "Well, I'll tell you later."

Zhu Huanhuan knew that this was a ward, and since it was inconvenient for Zhou Yanbei to tell him, he would settle the score with him later.

He snorted angrily, stood up and walked around the ward. He saw the breakfast on the bedside table again, and couldn't help but get angry: "Mr. Zhou, your favorite porridge, why don't you eat it? Hurry up and eat it. Ah. Don’t let this girl down."

Zhou Yanbei was a little helpless: "Don't talk nonsense, Dr. Jia is only responsible for bringing me food, and I don't know her well."

Zhu Huanhuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhou Yanbei with his hands on his hips: "I'm not familiar with it now, but won't I be familiar with it after a few days of cooking? I think Dr. Jia is quite good-looking."

Zhou Yanbei looked at the jealous Zhu Huanhuan with a serious expression: "I didn't pay attention. Does it look good? I don't think it's half as good as you."

Zhu Huanhuan pursed his lips and smiled, then snorted and let go of the topic.

The main reason is that it is rare to have Zhou Yanbei say such sensational words.

Only then did Zhou Yanbei have time to take a good look at his son, touched his soft little hands, and gently squeezed his chubby little face: "It's a lot heavier. You've worked hard during this time."

Zhu Huanhuan glared at him angrily: "Why bother? This is my son anyway."

While the two were talking, Shen Lanfeng came with a black casserole. She was surprised when she entered the door: "Mr. Zhou, when did you come back? Why are you still hospitalized?"

Without waiting for Zhou Yanbei's answer, he said to Zhu Huanhuan: "I got up before dawn to make the chicken soup. As soon as it was finished, I rushed to deliver it to you, but you were not there. As soon as I called and heard that you had come to the hospital, Zhou The teacher is hospitalized, which really scares me. Why is he still hospitalized?"

As he spoke, he put the casserole on the bedside table, took off the cloth bag hanging on his arm, took out two pairs of bowls, chopsticks and a spoon, and started serving chicken soup to the two of them.

Zhou Yanbei was a little embarrassed: "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Shen Lanfeng shook his head: "What's the trouble? It's easy to make chicken soup. But why didn't I know about your hospitalization? Lao Huang has been going home every day recently. Why didn't you tell me?"

Zhou Yanbei didn't care: "It's not serious, it's okay."

Shen Lanfeng filled a bowl of chicken soup with a big chicken drumstick in it and handed it to Zhu Huanhuan first: "Huanhuan, eat it while it's hot and drink more chicken soup. You are feeding two people by yourself now."

Zhu Huanhuan thanked him and took it. Shen Lanfeng filled another bowl and put it on the bedside table. She reached out to hug the little pumpkin in Zhou Yanbei's arms: "Come, I will hold the baby for you, and you eat first."

Zhou Yanbei is not good at business and troubles Shen Lanfeng: "Sister-in-law, no, I'm not hungry yet. You've been busy all morning and haven't eaten, have you? You eat first."

Shen Lanfeng waved her hand: "It's okay, you guys eat first. If I had known that you were in hospital, I would have brought you meals every day. How nutritious can the food in the hospital cafeteria be?"

After saying that, he took the little pumpkin away and asked Zhou Yanbei to eat breakfast quickly.

Shen Lanfeng sat aside holding the little pumpkin, watching Zhou Yanbei give the chicken legs in the bowl to Zhu Huanhuan, and suddenly became curious: "Mr. Zhou, when I first came here, I heard them say downstairs that your leg was injured. Frozen. How are you now?"

Zhu Huanhuan was about to put the chicken legs back and return them to Zhou Yanbei. When she heard Shen Lanfeng's words, she paused. She just wanted to finish her tantrum with Zhou Yanbei and take a look at his legs. As a result, I forgot about it later.

Zhou Yanbei shook his head: "It's okay, just take care of him and he'll be fine."

Shen Lanfeng hesitated to speak. That was not what she said when she met the female doctor downstairs. She looked at Zhu Huanhuan again and wondered, could it be that Zhou Yanbei did not tell the truth in order to hide it from Zhu Huanhuan?

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Shen Lanfeng watched Zhou Yanbei and Zhu Huanhuan finish their meal, clean up and leave quickly, knowing that the young couple had not seen each other for a long time and they must have endless things to say.

As soon as Shen Lanfeng left, Zhu Huanhuan went over to lift the quilt: "Let me see your legs? You have only just recovered. If you get frostbite again, the consequences will still be serious."

Zhou Yanbei was holding the child, unable to stop Zhu Huanhuan, who was rough and strong. He could only say helplessly: "It's really okay. I'll explain it to you later... Hey, Zhu Huanhuan, those are underwear..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Huanhuan had already pulled Zhou Yanbei's pants off.

The door to the ward was also pushed open. Jia Qingqing was holding a tray and was about to come in. Zhu Huanhuan quickly pulled the quilt and covered it with Zhou Yanbei. The movement was too large and he lay directly on Zhou Yanbei's lap because he was afraid of crushing the little pumpkin. , the posture is a bit strange...