After entering the house, he could smell the smell of vegetables from the kitchen, Zheng Yichen sniffed hard, and said to Dong Ailing, who opened the door to greet him: "Aunt Dong, I'm here to eat again." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Dong Ailing said with a smile: "I knew you were coming, so I specially added vegetables today, and I was absolutely full." ”

At this moment, a loud thunderous voice came from the direction of the bedroom, and this hall was filled with his roar: "Stinky boy! As soon as I came in, he muttered about eating and didn't ask me how I was doing. ”

Zheng Yichen stuck out his tongue and said as he walked to the bedroom: "Of course you don't need to ask, you were healed by me, and I know your condition very clearly." ”

When I entered the bedroom, I saw Lei Dong sitting at the head of the bed, with a dinner cloth hanging around his neck, and a bowl of porridge on the bedside table, it seemed that Dong Ailing was feeding him porridge just now.

Lei Dong said coldly: "Let an old lady serve me three meals a day, this taste is too uncomfortable, you hurry up and help me heal my hands and feet." ”

Dong Ailing knew that his grandfather was in trouble, so she smiled secretly in her heart, and she didn't blame him for calling herself an old lady, picked up the bowl, spooned a spoonful of porridge, and after blowing it cold, she sent it to Lei Dong's mouth: "Hurry up and eat." ”

Lei Dong rolled his eyes, swallowed the porridge into his mouth in one bite, and swallowed it directly in his stomach without chewing, so that he could eat the porridge in the bowl in the fastest time.

Zheng Yichen was carefully observing Lei Dong's expression, and nodded secretly: "It seems that last night's operation was indeed successful, Uncle Lei's brain was turbid with blood, completely emptied, and the bleeding point was stopped, and hemiplegia of the hands and feet was just a minor problem." ”

After he waited for Dong Ailing to finish feeding the porridge, he took out the sterile gauze from his bag and changed the dressing for Lei Dong's brain.

After finishing the work, Lei Dong waved his hand and told the two of them to go to dinner first, and with his other hand, he forcibly changed his position and lay on the bed.

When the two arrived in the dining room, the food was already set on the dining table, and the aroma was overflowing, and it was mainly light.

Zheng Yichen himself is a carnivore who has no meat and no joy, and this kind of dish is completely not to his taste, but Dong Ailing's cooking skills are too high, he eats deliciously, and he can't help but let out exclamations.

Dong Ailing was also a little happy when she saw that he liked the dishes he cooked so much, and she couldn't stop putting the vegetables into his bowl and urging him to eat more.

"Aunt Dong, your cooking skills are so good, Gai Ming'er wants to call my mother to come and learn from you."

Dong Ailing smiled: "Is your mother's cooking skills very poor?" ”

When it comes to his mother's cooking skills, Zheng Yichen has a stomach full of bitter water to pour, so he nodded and said, "Of course, do you know what advice my dad has for me to marry a wife?" He said that appearance and personality are secondary, and you must find someone who can cook and cook, otherwise you will become an experimenter in dark cuisine every day! ”

Dong Ailing disagreed: "Is it so exaggerated? ”

"Don't believe it! Not to mention cooking, she can't even cook. Before, she used the rice cooker to cook rice, and the cooked rice was too slimy and not dry at all, so we asked her to add less water, but she said that she had no problem controlling the amount of water, and this kind of thing happened, because there was something wrong with the rice cooker. ”

"It makes sense, our rice cooker is broken, and so is the cooked rice."

"Don't excuse my mom, then my dad gritted his teeth and bought a new rice cooker, which is of good quality. After changing it, the rice of the day was still slimy, which proved that it was definitely my mother's problem that I cooked the rice like this. ”

Dong Ailing couldn't help laughing: "In this way, your mother really can't even cook." Pity your family's rice cooker, the black pot that has been carried for so long. ”

"The key is that she doesn't want to forge ahead, and after being debunked by us, she didn't think about improving her cooking skills, so she waved her hands directly and said a word to us......"

"What?"

"Love to eat or not, don't eat and pull down! If you have the ability, you can cook! ”

"And how did you fight back?"

Zheng Yichen said with a bitter face: "What else can I do?" Only obediently eat the dark food she cooks! We can't even cook dark food. ”

Dong Ailing thought of that picture, and couldn't help but laugh, and spoke out in support of Zheng Yichen's mother: "Your mother is right, you can't cook, don't dislike her." ”

The two talked and ate at the same time, Zheng Yichen ate three bowls of rice before putting down the dishes and chopsticks, and at this time there was still half of the meal left.

When Dong Ailing was cleaning up the dining table, the sharp-eyed Zheng Yichen found a hint of something strange again, and when the two were combined, he couldn't help but ask out loud: "Aunt Dong, I noticed that there are three pairs of dishes and chopsticks on the dining table, and you cook a lot more rice and vegetables, is there still someone visiting your house?" ”

Dong Ailing wiped the dining table clean with a soaked rag and replied, "Yes, the old man's apprentice, I was supposed to come over to see him, and I came over at noon." It may be that something has been delayed on the road, and it hasn't appeared yet. I also thought about introducing the two of you and getting to know each other. ”

"Oh." Zheng Yichen didn't care, stood up, walked to the bedroom, and gave Lei Dong acupuncture treatment.

On that day, Mrs. Lin also suffered from the sequelae of a stroke, and her body was seriously deficient, and Zheng Yichen also used an acupuncture, which not only allowed her to speak, but also restored her hemiplegic arm.

Lei Dong has been practicing martial arts for many years, and his qi and blood are vigorous, and he has a large amount of bleeding when he has a cerebral hemorrhage, which is also because his qi and blood are too vigorous.

Therefore, when Zheng Yichen gave him the needle, he preferred to inhibit the flow of qi and blood in his body, so that the recovery of thunder would slow down, so as not to cause a second stroke.

Rao is like this, when Zheng Yichen's needle is finished, Lei Dong can still feel the unconscious half of his body, and there are signs of recovery.

Last night, he punched his left shoulder with all his might, and he didn't feel the slightest feeling, when the sharp pain in his shoulder suddenly came, making him feel absurd that he was in pain and happy.

"Mother! It hurts! Haha, great, sentient! Lei moved his eyes with tears, and kept repeating these two sentences.

Zheng Yichen saw that he could have this effect once he performed the needle, and he was also happy in his heart: "Uncle Lei, according to this progress, two or three more needles, you can take the spoon and eat by yourself, and you don't need Aunt Dong to feed you." ”

After the treatment, Zheng Yichen saw that it was still early and could go to Jiangnan Village in time, so he politely refused Dong Ailing's proposal to ask him to stay, and went downstairs to leave.

As soon as he walked to the first floor, he just looked down at the road, and suddenly heard a loud shout: "Be careful! ”

Before he could react, his body had been pulled aside by a strong arm.

At the same time, there was a muffled sound, and a potted plant fell from the sky, slamming down on the place where he had just stood, shattering to pieces.

If it weren't for someone's help, he would definitely be hit by a potted plant, and his brain would be open!

Zheng Yichen was shocked, looked at the middle-aged man who pulled him aside, and was very grateful: "Thank you, if it weren't for you, I would have fallen to the ground by now, unconscious!" ”

The middle-aged man has a Chinese face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a dignified appearance, at first glance, he is an upright person, showing white teeth, and smiling heartily: "You're welcome." After speaking, he passed by Zheng Yichen and walked into the gate of Building 7.

Zheng Yichen wanted to say a few more words to express the gratitude in his heart, but seeing that man's actions and knowing that he didn't like politeness and hypocrisy, he looked at his back and smiled silently, stepped on that quiet and cool road, and left the community.