Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Luo Jiushuai was secretly shocked. In the past, when Shen Ruxin cooked, Jian Zhinian would always have a share, and he would always contribute.

Today's meal was delivered by Mu Qingyuan, so he naturally didn't know about these things, and Luo Jiushuai didn't think about it so thoroughly at once.

In front of Jian Zhinian, Luo Jiushuai had a good mental state. He urged without changing his expression, "Hurry up and eat yours before it gets cold. I just ate in the cafeteria. We are short on time today, so Auntie doesn't have time to cook for two people."

"Besides, I told Auntie today that I will be yours from now on. You need to take care of your stomach. I don't want to eat food that is too light."

Jian Zhinian thought for a moment and said, "That's fine. It's really unfair for you to always eat with me. How about asking my mother to give you an extra portion of soup in the future?"

“No, no…” Luo Jiushuai declined. He didn’t want to drink the soup that Mu Qingyuan sent him, for fear of getting his intestines and stomach upset.

Outside the door, Mu Qingyuan reluctantly took note of it silently. He thought it was a waste to give a portion of the soup given to Zhizhi to Luo Jiushuai.

Jian Zhinian smiled and ignored Luo Jiushuai's refusal. He lowered his head and scooped a spoonful of millet porridge into his mouth. He paused and looked up at Luo Jiushuai.

Luo Jiushuai was already feeling a little guilty, and fearing that something else might happen, he kept paying close attention to Jian Zhinian's expression.

"What's wrong? Is the porridge not tasty?"

Jian Zhinian said blankly: "The porridge is a little sweet..."

Luo Jiushuai didn't even think about it and said, "Isn't it normal for pumpkin millet porridge to be a little sweet?"

Jian Zhinian lowered his eyes and stared blankly at the porridge in his hand. The pumpkin was soft and the millet porridge was just the right thickness. He took another bite.

He glanced at the other two dishes, said nothing more, and ate slowly...

Mu Qingyuan outside the door held his breath in his chest, then slowly let it go. Jian Zhinian liked sweet food, so when he was cooking millet porridge, he added a little sugar to increase the sweetness, but he didn't expect that he could taste it.

You should like it, right?

Will you continue to release it next time?

Mu Qingyuan hesitated for a while. Half an hour later, Luo Jiushuai came out, handed him the thermal bag, and whispered, "I'm on duty tonight. You can go back if you have nothing else to do."

"I'm here with him." Mu Qingyuan insisted.

Luo Jiushuai glanced him up and down. If anyone saw President Mu's current appearance in a business setting, they would probably think that he was bankrupt and in trouble.

Mu Qingyuan looked down following Luo Jiushuai's gaze, and then he remembered how disheveled and slovenly he looked when he went out, and suddenly he felt a little embarrassed.

"I'll go back and prepare some midnight snacks before coming back."

Luo Jiushuai didn't bother to pay attention and just lowered his head to do his own thing.

Mu Qingyuan turned around and hurried back.

When he arrived at the hospital again, Mu Qingyuan looked like a cool and elite person again, if you ignored the thermal bag in his hand.

Luo Jiushuai looked up at him and said, "He's asleep and can't eat it. Just leave it there."

Mu Qingyuan put it down, turned around and walked from the office to the ward. He paused at the door, adjusted his breathing, lightened his steps, and then slowly pushed open the door.

Room 306 was a single room. The lights in the ward were off, leaving only the light from the corridor. Mu Qingyuan stood beside the bed, staring at Jian Zhinian's peaceful sleeping face.

Jian Zhinian frowned slightly. Under the dim light, he curled up on the bed with his body bent sideways. The fine hair on his forehead hung naturally. His eyes were dark from staying up late for a long time. His expression could not be seen, but his shallow breathing could be heard quietly.

Mu Qingyuan's heart trembled slightly, and he felt extremely distressed, but he didn't dare to disturb her at all.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, carefully reached into the quilt with his right hand, groped for Jian Zhinian's hand, gently covered it, and lowered his head to rest on the edge of the bed.

Tonight, I can finally spend some time with him...

He thought about him every day for more than half a year.

The first thing he did after waking up was to find his cell phone and call him, but no one answered. There was no response to his messages, not to mention WeChat, as Jian Zhinian had blocked him.

Jian Zhinian has a cold personality, but he is a gentle person at heart. He would not do such a drastic thing as blocking someone for no reason, but Jian Zhinian cut off all contact with me.

Jian Zhinian really doesn't want him anymore.

At that time, he was going crazy!

Seeing that he was too persistent and crazy, his mother told him that on the seventh day of the New Year, she went to S City and said something.

At that time, I felt very disappointed.

The mother's words were not harsh, but they were enough to be the last straw that broke the camel's back for Jian Zhinian...

Returning to H City and stepping into K University, he found Xiao Haishan...

No matter what, he wants to get his Zhizhi back.

During the midnight ward rounds, Luo Jiushuai peeked into the ward through the small window of the door. He was slightly surprised to see that there was a small sofa next to the single room, and Mu Qingyuan actually didn't even lie down, but fell asleep on the side of the bed...

Luo Jiushuai withdrew his gaze, sighed and shook his head.

When Mu Xingchen was pursuing Jian Zhinian, Jian Zhinian mentioned something. He pursued her sincerely and passionately, otherwise he would not be able to open Jian Zhinian's cold heart.

Mu Qingyuan is now more calm and measured, successful in his career, and can even humbly seek peace for Jian Zhinian...

As a bystander, Luo Jiushuai couldn't comment either. He just hoped that Mu Qingyuan wouldn't be the same as last time when he came back this time...

That night, Jian Zhinian slept soundly, but Mu Qingyuan woke up several times. Every time he saw Jian Zhinian's sleeping face, he closed his eyes again.

At five o'clock in the morning, Mu Qingyuan woke up. He gently pushed aside the strands of hair on Jian Zhinian's forehead, traced his eyebrows with his fingertips, and finally couldn't help touching the red mole at the corner of his eye, and gently gave him a kiss before leaving.

He left the ward; at seven o'clock in the morning, he carried the thermos bucket and handed it to Luo Jiushuai.

Luo Jiushuai said this time that Shen's mother sent someone to deliver it. Jian Zhinian didn't doubt it, he ate most of it and put it down, and asked; "Jiushuai, when can I be discharged from the hospital?"

"You've only been in the hospital for one day and you're already thinking about being discharged. Don't even think about it. Wait until your hemoglobin data reaches the standard."

Seeing him put down his bowl and chopsticks, Luo Jiushuai helped him screw on the lid to keep it warm and said, "If you can't finish it, eat later. Eat small and frequent meals, supplement your nutrition, and ensure sleep, so you can reach the target sooner."

Jian Zhinian rubbed his brows and lay back on the bed. The man was fine, but it would be better to let him go back to the laboratory instead of lying in the hospital.

Seeing that he was in a low mood, Luo Jiushuai suggested, "Why don't you go downstairs and walk around more?"

Jian Zhinian closed his eyes and wore a hospital gown. He didn't want to wander around.

Luo Jiushuai was about to hand over his shift, so he didn't stay long. Before leaving, Jian Zhinian told him to go back and have a good rest and not to bother him during the day.

Luo Jiushuai nodded and said that he would bring him lunch at noon.

Jian Zhinian glanced at him and said, "Don't run away by yourself. Ask someone to put the nurse's table down. I'll get it myself."

"That's fine." Luo Jiushuai thought about it and felt there was nothing wrong with it.

As soon as Luo Jiushuai left, Jian Zhinian called Li Yuanwu and asked him to send his laptop over...