Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.

"you--"

Qin Wenlan's voice suddenly stopped. Looking at Qiao Ruyi leaning over and doing something to her son, she tilted her head and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Qiao Ruyi tucked in Qin Chao's quilt and straightened the collar of his hospital gown. She turned and looked at Qin Wenlan with a smile, "Just now, there was a breeze coming in from the window. I saw that Qin Chao's hands were not convenient, so I pulled the quilt for him to prevent him from catching a cold."

The weather is very hot now, and some breeze would be more comfortable. How could you catch a cold?

Qin Wenlan thought Qiao Ruyi was too concerned about Qin Chao, and walked over with a smile, "My goddaughter is still the most attentive."

Then he whispered to the two of them, "I thought my unfortunate son was trying to steal someone else's love."

"Godmother, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." She smiled and turned to look at Qin Chao, but there was a coldness in her eyes. "Take good care of your injuries and I'll come to see you another day."

Qin Chao acted as if nothing had happened, still smiling, "Goodbye, sister."

Qin Wenlan sent Qiao Ruyi to the door, and as soon as she returned to the ward, she saw a half-peeled apple on the cabinet next to the bed.

"Huh?" she wondered, "Why is Ruyi's apple only half-peeled?"

She turned around and glared at Qin Chao, "Are you causing trouble? I peeled half of it and you don't want to eat it anymore?"

"My sister was lazy and didn't want to peel the fruit anymore after peeling it halfway." Qin Chao laughed.

"Who would believe that?" Compared to what her biological son said, Qin Wenlan believed her goddaughter more.

She picked up the half-peeled apple and looked around. "Hey, where's the fruit knife?"

Qin Chao seemed not to hear it. He just stared at the direction where the woman left. His eyes changed and he smiled silently.

......

From another inpatient ward, the chattering sounds of two people could be heard.

"Song Yanzhi, you were the one who said you wanted to eat roast duck yesterday. I just learned how to roast duck yesterday, and I brought it to you today. Why don't you want to eat it again?"

"Miss, I want to eat the roast duck from the restaurant in Jingbei Hutong, not the one you roast yourself."

"You mean my baking is not tasty!"

"That's not what I meant..." Song Yanzhi said helplessly, "I've already told you, you don't need to cook for me. Look, you burned your hands again while roasting a roast duck. There are ready-made ones outside, so why not just buy one?"

Song Yanzhi was really helpless. In order to prevent Song Xilan from cooking, he tried every means to be picky about food. However, the young lady was so stubborn that she refused to buy ready-made food and insisted on making it herself.

I made pizza and fried steak some time ago, and today I roasted duck.

No matter what he wanted to eat, she had to make it herself.

If you don’t eat it, you will be sad and cry like Lin Daiyu.

Eat it, she continued to cook, and injured her hand again, which made him feel very upset.

During this period of time, the guilt in my heart is about to overflow.

If Song Yanzhi's legs could run, he would have run away long ago.

"Song Yanzhi!" Song Xilan looked at him angrily, "You're just relying on the fact that I like you, so go ahead and do whatever you want. If the day comes when I don't like you anymore, I'll kill you!"

As she spoke angrily, tears welled up in her big, round eyes. The tears filled her eye sockets and a crystal clear drop fell.

She cried out "Wow!" and pointed at Song Yanzhi who was sitting on the bed. "Song Yanzhi, you are not a human being! You are going too far!"

"......" Song Yanzhi looked at her crying and opened his mouth, "You...I..."

"What are you talking about? You're talking about me!" Song Xilan pointed at the roast duck on the table, "Eat it! Eat it! If you don't eat it, I'll never let you go!"

"Okay, okay, okay!" As long as the young lady started crying, Song Yanzhi was no match for her and was defeated again and again. "I'll eat, I'll eat, I'll eat. Can you please stop crying, old man?"

Song Xilan cried sadly, "Promise me you'll finish it!"

"Okay, I'll finish it! I'll eat it right away!" Song Yanzhi quickly picked up his gloves and prepared to start eating. He looked up at her tearful eyes again and pleaded, "I was wrong. Can you stop crying?"

"Okay!" Song Xiyan stopped crying and simply wiped away his tears as if nothing had happened. "Eat, Master Song."

Song Yanzhi had long been accustomed to her free-flowing crying scenes, but every time he saw her with tears in her eyes, he still felt sad.

He felt that he was born unable to stand girls crying, so it was natural for him to feel uncomfortable.

But to be honest, Song Yanzhi felt that it was really delicious after just two bites. Her cooking skills have indeed improved a lot.

While eating, he looked at her hand which was fiddling with her phone, and sure enough, there was a new wound.

"Would you like some cake?" Song Xilan asked him, looking away from her phone.

Song Yanzhi was about to say he didn't want to eat it, but then he immediately realized, "Eat it."

"I want watermelon flavor." Song Xilan ordered a small cake on her phone and asked him, "What flavor do you want?"

Song Yanzhi had learned his lesson and asked her eagerly, "What flavor do you think I should eat, Miss?"

"It should be taro paste." Song Xilan thought, she hadn't eaten taro paste for a long time.

"Okay, then taro paste."

Just a few minutes after Song Xilan ordered the cake and was holding her chin with both hands while watching Song Yanzhi eat roast duck, she heard a knock on the door.

"I just ordered it, it won't be delivered already." Her eyes lit up and she hurried to open the door.

"Thank you—" Before she could finish her words, she saw the person standing at the door and her eyes widened, "Ling, Ling Che?"

Ling Che entered the ward and saw Song Yanzhi enjoying his meal. He and Song Xilan were the only two people in the ward. He smiled and said, "Oh, am I disturbing you two?"

"Young Master Ling, you're insulting me right away?" Song Yanzhi wiped his hands and looked behind him. "You alone? Sister Yi isn't here?"

Ling Che smiled, "Why, can't I come to see you?"

Seeing the two of them bantering back and forth, Song Xilan hurriedly said, "I'm going to go outside and wait for the takeaway. You guys chat first."

As soon as Song Xilan left, Song Yanzhi put away his playful attitude and looked at Ling Che seriously, "Mr. Ling, tell me honestly, have you been worried about my car accident recently?"

Ling Che pulled a chair and sat beside his bed, answering without thinking, "Are you that important?"

"Don't think I don't know." Song Yanzhi patted his leg and said earnestly, "We're brothers, and we can speak frankly. Ling Che, I'm fine, and my leg is really fine too. Don't worry about me, don't take risks, and let's all live well."

Ling Che looked at him with deep eyes and smiled faintly, "You must have hurt your brain."

He glanced at Song Yanzhi's legs calmly and asked with a smile, "Is this leg okay?"

"Yes." Song Yanzhi answered him confidently, "The doctor said it's not a big deal. After recuperating for three months or so, he will be fine and full of energy."

"That's fine." Ling Che said with a smile, "Didn't you ask me for that motorcycle restaurant before? I'll give it to you."