When Yan Huan heard this, guilt arose.

Remembering that Zhou Zhun wanted to drink water, he asked in a low voice, "Where is the hot water?"

"There was a hot water machine at the end of the hallway. The head nurse stretched out her finger to the right, lowered her head and drew a few checks on the list, and then said, "You can go through the discharge procedures tomorrow morning." ”

"Okay, thanks. Yan Huan responded and thanked him.

When Zhang Hao came back, Yan Huan happened to go to fetch water.

He heard Miss Jiang say that the head of his family was allergic to eating hot pot with a girl today, and he also wanted to see who was sacred, and the head would personally accompany her to eat such a dangerous thing as hot pot.

When he saw Yan Huan carrying a hot water kettle and pushing the door in, he knew everything.

The boss is really different to Miss Yan.

I don't know if it's his delusion, their family always suffers from Miss Yan.

Maybe one day, this Miss Yan can really become his boss lady.

Yan Huan saw Zhang Hao's looking eyes, and said hello awkwardly.

quickly took out a paper cup, poured a cup of warm water for Zhou Zhun and handed it over.

After Zhou Zhun drank the water, Yan Huan took the cup again, threw the cup into the trash, and glanced at the time: "That...... Mr. Zhou, it's not too early, I'll go back first. ”

Zhou Zhun nodded slightly and glanced at Zhang Hao, who immediately understood: "Assistant Yan, I'll send you back." ”

Yan Huan took the bag and waved his hand: "No, no, I'll take a taxi back, you take good care of Mr. Zhou here." ”

After speaking, he looked at Zhou Zhun again: "Mr. Zhou, you have a good rest, I will come to see you tomorrow." ”

At the end, I would like to add a good night.

Zhou Zhun smiled at the corner of his eyes and replied in a low voice.

……

The next morning, Yan Huan deliberately found a recipe on the Internet and stewed chicken soup for Zhou Zhun.

Yan Huan tasted it, making soup for the first time in his life, and it seemed to taste good.

It was packed in an insulated box and it was very pleasant to take a taxi to the hospital.

The chicken soup I cooked by myself is enough to apologize sincerely.

When I arrived at the hospital, it was still early, and after a quarter past eight o'clock, the hospital had just started to make rounds.

Zhou Zhun's ward is on the ninth floor, and people like him live in the wards at the VIP level.

At the door of the ward, I happened to meet the head nurse who was doing rounds last night, and Yan Huan smiled and nodded to say hello.

Seeing her holding the thermos box, the head nurse smiled gently and said, "Go in, your boyfriend has woken up." ”

Yan Huan also wanted to explain, but another nurse came over and asked the head nurse to leave, saying that there was a child who had been making trouble and refused to get an infusion, and the parents didn't know where it went.

Zhou Zhun has a very regular schedule and usually wakes up at seven o'clock.

Yan Huan pushed the door and went in, and saw him sitting on the bed, holding a tablet in his hand, intently reviewing documents.

The first rays of sunlight in the morning came in through the window, and the hollowed-out curtains sifted through a mottled mixture of pale yellow and gray black, and fell on Zhou Zhun's forehead like some mysterious text.

His fingers were thin and long, with distinct joints, sliding across the screen, frowning slightly from time to time, and Yan Huan swallowed subconsciously.

Then, someone shook his head vigorously and told himself, how can you have such evil thoughts in your head, no, no, you have to stop it quickly.

When I moved, the insulated box in my hand accidentally hit the door.

Zhou Zhun heard the voice, looked up at Yan Huan, and the corners of his mouth rose: "It's here." ”

Yan Huan coughed lightly, nodded, and responded, "I haven't eaten breakfast yet, I brought you chicken soup." ”

As he spoke, he unscrewed the lid and carefully poured the soup into the bowl, still steaming.

"Drink it while it's hot. Yan Huan held the bowl in both hands and handed it to Zhou Zhun.

The latter hesitated, raised his eyebrows and asked, "You made it?"

"Of course, I got up at five o'clock this morning to make the soup, can you taste it?" Yan Huan blinked his watery eyes at Zhou Zhun a few times, seemed to invite merit, and said with a little flattery.

Of course, no one knew that Yan Huan had actually set it before going to bed last night, and waited for it to be served in the morning.

Zhou Zhun locked the tablet, took off the radiation glasses and threw them aside, took the soup in Yan Huan's hand and tasted it, looked at her, and said lightly: "The taste is just like that." ”

Yan Huan sighed, and Zhang Hao just came in with breakfast.

As soon as he entered the door, Yan Huan smelled the fragrance of the sauce cake, which must be the time-honored brand in the Chengxi Mansion.

It was the breakfast she had to go to half the city.

Yan Huan swallowed her saliva, and Zhang Hao put one in front of her very kindly.

He knew that Miss Yan would come in the morning, so he specially bought three breakfasts.

"Zhang Tezhu, I made soup, do you want to drink some together?" Yan Huan asked kindly.

Anyway, she brought a big bucket of soup, and Zhou Zhun couldn't finish it alone, so how good it was to share it together.