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Lin Ting's face was a little hot, but she didn't know about Yanan's love history, so naturally she didn't understand the deep meaning of these words, she just thought she was joking and teasing herself, so she waved her hands: "I... , I’ll bring it when I make more at home.”

"Oh...then your food is pretty good." Tan Yanan raised his eyebrows, and grabbed Lin Ting's shoulders: "Come on, come with me to see how that guy is recovering from his injury, and actually took the opportunity to trick him." I can't bear my half-month vacation!"

Lin Ting shrank her head, but didn't dare to push her away, so she could only follow Tan Yanan to Xin Ran's ward with a stiff neck.

When they entered, Xin Ran was sitting on the bed flipping through a magazine, and said without raising his head when he heard the noise, "Why are you so slow?"

"So anxious? How much do you miss me, your dear director?" Tan Yanan let go of Lin Ting, and looked at Xin Ran with a smile on his face.

When Xin Ran heard this voice, her brows were already furrowed, and when she saw Lin Ting standing aside with a little aggrieved rubbing her neck, her brows were furrowed even tighter. She glanced at Lin Ting, and then her eyes fell on The lunch box in her hand said three simple words: "I'm hungry."

Tan Yanan narrowed his eyes, and the end of his eyes was slightly raised with a little bit of sharpness: "Come back in a week." As he spoke, he reached out his hand to stop Lin Ting's movement.

Lin Ting's eyes widened, looking at Tan Yanan who was in full aura, and Xin Ran who was gradually turning black on the bed, suddenly a little at a loss.

She secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, looked at Xin Ran with a black face and refused: "No."

"Ten days!" Tan Yanan made a concession.

"Half a month, not less than a day." Xin Ran replied indifferently, she reached out and put the magazine in her hand aside: "This is Mr. Fang Zhun's leave, if the director has any opinions, you can talk to her. It should be very convenient for you." After finishing speaking, he beckoned to Lin Ting, who was standing stupidly by the side.

Lin Ting took a look at Tan Yanan who looked annoyed, and silently walked around her to Xin Ran, set up the small table on the hospital bed, opened the heat preservation box, and filled out the food and soup.

The injury on Xin Ran's arm has been diagnosed and is nothing serious, and since he still has a left hand, eating with a spoon is not a big deal.Tan Yanan looked at Xin Ranchi's calm expression, gritted his teeth and said, "See how I will punish you when you come back."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Lin to listen again: "We still don't care about this guy, you send me down."

Lin Ting glanced at Xin Ran in embarrassment, but the man just said blankly: "Go slowly."

Waiting for the elevator to be free, Tan Yanan saw Lin Ting's nervous expression, and couldn't help but smile: "Don't worry, although I am that guy's boss, my relationship is not as bad as you imagined."

"Ah, no..." Lin Ting smiled awkwardly before scratching his hair: "I may be thinking too much, Director Tan is concerned about Xin Ran."

"That's right." Tan Yanan smiled, and pulled Lin Ting into the elevator together: "But it's not me who cares about Xin Ran, but her father."

Lin Ting watched her press the elevator, and quietly listened to Tan Yanan's explanation.

"In the past few days since Xin Ran was injured, her family has never visited her. Aren't you curious?" Tan Yanan folded his arms and looked at Lin Ting's figure reflected on the elevator wall: "But even if you are curious, you can still With Xin Ran's temper, I will definitely not tell you these things."

Lin Ting glanced sideways at Tan Yanan, vaguely feeling that she shouldn't explore the reason behind it, but Tan Yanan's words seemed to tug at her heartstrings, and she couldn't help but ask after all: " What happened to her house?"

Tan Yanan raised his eyes to look at Lin Ting, with an invisible smile hidden in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"Xin Ran's family background is good. You should know about her going abroad to study." Tan Yanan paid attention to every look on Lin Ting's face: "But also because of this reason, her father has been busy with work, and Xin Ran has nothing to do with her. There is less care, so the relationship between the two has not been very harmonious."

"Children from rich families always have these bad habits." Tan Yanan's brows and eyes are soothing, like a big sister next door talking about her own brat: "This time, I was actually entrusted by Mr. Xin Visit Xin Ran's. In fact, he has always cared about her, but he is not good at expressing it."

Lin Ting nodded slightly: "I see. Do you want to talk about the director?"

"Boss Xin is also getting older. He only has one daughter, Xin Ran. Naturally, he wants to compensate her more. But you also know Xin Ran's temper. Even the king of heaven and I can't change what he believes." The corner of her mouth revealed With a hint of helplessness: "I just thought, if possible, please spend more time enlightening her, after all, blood is thicker than water."

Lin Ting straightened her back so that her eyes were at the same level as Tan Yanan's: "I understand what you mean. It's just that you just said that what Xin Ran believes can't be changed by others. I think what I said can't be changed. It doesn't seem to work."

Tan Yanan looked at her suddenly firm eyes, and even her nervous tone became calm: "What's more, Xin Ran has her own thoughts and feelings. If, if Xin Ran's father really If you want to care about your daughter, ask him to express it in person, I believe this is more effective than other people's efforts."

Tan Yanan narrowed her eyes, her expression flickered for a moment, but she quickly returned to that meaningless smile: "That's right."

She patted Lin Ting on the shoulder: "But I still want to thank you for taking care of Xin Ran these days. As for what I said just now, you don't have to take it to heart, please." After finishing speaking, she had already stepped out of the elevator outside.

Lin listened to a person standing there in silence for a long time before pressing the return elevator button.

How could you not care.

She stood outside the door of the ward, looking at Xin Ran who was eating slowly.

She was alone in the room, and there was no noise at all.The way she eats is not like that Xin Ran with sharp eyebrows, but because she doesn't use her dominant hand, she looks a little cute and clumsy.In the middle of eating, she would stop, take a look at the curtains blown by the wind, then hang down her hair for a while, and then continue to hold the spoon in her left hand, delivering food to her mouth little by little.

Even if Lin Ting couldn't see her eyes, she still knew what Xin Ran's star-like eyes looked like when they fell on the curtains or when she lowered her head.

Lin Ting took a deep breath before pushing the door open and walking in.

Xin Ran put down the spoon and looked at her: "Why did it take so long?"

"Ah, I went to the bathroom by the way after I came back." She smiled at the corner of her mouth, sat beside Xin Ran's bed, picked up an apple beside her and began to peel it.

Xin Ran hummed, and continued to pick up the food with a spoon.

Lin heard her actions, and asked a little uneasy: "What? Don't you like to eat?"

Xin Ran poked at the vegetables that had been cut into small cubes, and asked curiously: "I'm just wondering how you cut all the vegetables into one shape."

Lin Ting lost control of his strength for a moment, and the half-peeled apple peel snapped off.She blinked her eyes, and suddenly didn't know how to answer this question: "Just... just cut it with a knife..."

Because Xin Ran can't hold chopsticks with her left hand, if she can only use a spoon, it will be more convenient for her to cut it this way.

Xin Ran probably also thought of this reason, and the frown that had been frowned seemed to ease a little, and she finally stopped tossing the poor meal and continued to eat quietly.

Lin Ting was sitting on the side, seemingly earnestly peeling the apple, but the thoughts in his heart had slipped away to nowhere.

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I want to drink eight-treasure porridge... Alas╯▂╰