After falling into the trap, he can't escape

Qu Zonghe didn't particularly like anything since he was a child, and he almost didn't dislike anything. There was only one thing that he couldn't accept.

That's ginger.

Uncle Xu had boiled this bowl of soup for Bai Ke for an unknown amount of time, and it contained a very strong ginger flavor, which made Qu Zonghe feel physically uncomfortable the first time he opened it.

"What happened to brother Zonghe?"

This is a bowl of soup, Bai Ke was confused by Zong He's series of actions, why did he stand so far away.

"Ginger soup."

Bai Ke looked at Tang and brother Zonghe, and replied with a dazed expression: "It's Jiang Tang, brother Zonghe."

It was Xu Bo who wanted to endure it for him.

Qu Zonghe didn't want Bai Ke to know that he didn't like ginger, so he changed the topic sharply

"Why do you only drink ginger soup when you are sick?"

The sudden question made Bai Ke tremble: "I, I want to drink."

"Don't drink it, how long do you want to stay in the hospital." Originally, the whole person looked malnourished, but now he is injured and still drinks this kind of unnutritious soup, and he will not recover for a year or a month.

Bai Ke was startled when he heard that, tears streaming down his face.

I don't know if it's because of his illness. Bai Ke didn't want to cry at first, but he just couldn't help it.

Seeing Bai Ke's tears, Qu Zonghe suddenly panicked, but he didn't want to show it in front of Bai Ke, so he asked in a calm voice.

"why are you crying?"

Bai Ke bit her lip and replied aggrievedly: "Then I won't drink."

His heart ached suddenly, and Qu Zonghe pursed his lips tightly, looking at the soup pot with a serious face.

Do you want to drink that much?

The unpleasant smell seemed to still be lingering in his nostrils, which made him a little unable to maintain his composure.

But seeing Bai Ke's aggrieved look, he hesitated.

In the end, Qu Zonghe sat back in his seat expressionlessly.

Bai Ke looked at him sobbing and wiping away tears.

Qu Zonghe stared at the pot for a long time as if facing a formidable enemy, and finally stretched out his hand to open it.

The smell of ginger lost the cover of the cover, and it permeated the air in just a few seconds, making Qu Zonghe almost overwhelmed.

He held his breath and filled a bowl calmly, if he ignored the forbidding veins on his forehead.

It was really unbearable afterwards, Qu Zonghe had to use his mouth instead, and he could still smell the strong smell of ginger, so he tried his best to endure it.

When the soup was almost cold, Qu Zonghe scooped it up with a spoon and brought it to Bai Ke's mouth.

Bai Ke had already gotten used to Zong He's feeding, so he drank it all in one gulp.

!!!

It's really the same taste as before, Bai Ke narrowed his eyes happily.

Seeing that he was drinking happily, Qu Zonghe felt that the smell didn't seem so bad anymore.

Bai Ke drank more than half of the soup brought by Uncle Xu, and stopped when he couldn't drink any more.

"I'm full of brother Zonghe."

Qu Zonghe glanced around at the dishes that he hadn't eaten a few bites, and then looked at Bai Ke's thin appearance, and couldn't help but want him to eat more.

"There are a lot more."

When Bai Ke heard this, he looked at the dishes with a tangled expression.

It is true that there are still many more, but he is already very full. Bai Ke rubbed his swollen belly and looked at Brother Zonghe for help.

What should I do if I can't eat anymore?

Qu Zonghe liked his dependent eyes, but he didn't want him to eat so little, so he thought of a compromise.

"Eat small meals frequently."

"Okay." Bai Ke was going to tell Uncle Xu quietly when he came over later to ask him to cook less soup, otherwise it would be a waste if he couldn't finish it.

Qu Zonghe, who has always been picky about food, now ate the dishes that Bai Ke had already eaten without hesitation, and these dishes were already a bit cold.

He has great tolerance for Bai Ke, even he himself finds it unbelievable.

It can only be attributed to the fact that they got the certificate.

Not a while after eating, Qu Zonghe received a call and went to the window to answer it.

After Uncle Xu came back, he was very satisfied when he saw that the food was almost eaten: "What do you think of today's soup, Xiao Ke?"

It's ridiculous, the smile is like the ripples of a clear spring, overflowing from the small vortex at the corner of his mouth, and rippling all over his face.

"Delicious."

Uncle Xu was also sincerely happy: "Then what flavor would Xiao Ke want to drink tomorrow?"

Before Bai Ke answered, Qu Zonghe hung up the phone at some point, and came to the side and ordered: "Uncle Xu, cook him something nutritious."

"Hey! Alright, Xiao Ke listens to the young master, can I drink nutritious pork bone soup tomorrow?"

After eating and drinking, Bai Ke is like a satisfied kitten, very cute and cute: "Okay."

"Then it's settled." Uncle Xu packed up the bowls and chopsticks, walked to the door and turned back: "By the way, I was afraid you would be bored in the hospital, so I brought you your mobile phone."

Bai Ke took the phone: "Thank you Uncle Xu, my book..." Bai Ke didn't want to play with the phone, he wanted to read.

Xu Bogang wanted to refuse.

"Let's see when it's done." Qu Zonghe walked over, looked down at Bai Ke, and ruthlessly rejected his request.

"Oh." Bai Ke lowered her head in some disappointment, pinching the corner of the quilt with her fingers.

"Uncle Xu, bring him a copy." Looking at Bai Ke with deep eyes, "I can only read it for two hours a day at most."

He found that he couldn't ignore Bai Ke's various emotions, and he had developed infinite indulgence without knowing it.