"I don't have much appetite." Su Yi'an shook his head, now that Sun Li was lying on the bed, there was no sign of waking up at all, and she was about to die of distress. Where can I still have an appetite to eat?

"Madam, this is ......" Secretary Yang almost blurted out, this is Yue Feiyang's intention. I bought it on purpose, so you can take a few sips. Don't wait until Miss Sun wakes up and you fall ill. ”

Secretary Yang, "She understands all these truths, but she really can't eat them." "You've worked hard, hurry up and eat something to cushion your stomach."

Secretary Yang was worried about how to persuade Su Yi'an to eat, when his eyes suddenly saw a heroic face reflected on the transparent glass at the door.

Su Yi'an reached out and tucked Sun Li's quilt, looked at her pale cheeks, and wanted to cry uncomfortably. At this time, I thought about the mobile phone and picked up one, which turned out to be an uncle.

She didn't pick it up right away, but went into the living room, sniffed, and drank half a glass of water to moisten her throat to make her voice sound normal.

After these preparations were completed, the mobile phone had already rang, and he was about to call, when Yue Feiyang's call came in again.

"Hey, uncle."

Yue Feiyang stood outside the door, looking at the little woman in the room through the glass, seeing that she had done so much in order not to worry about herself, a burst of warmth crossed her heart, and her voice became more and more gentle.

"An An, did you sleep well?"

"Well, I slept well and had a very sweet dream." Su Yi'an tried his best to liven up the atmosphere and not let him hear the heaviness in his tone.

"Did you dream that I was by your side?" The poor little woman, who had not slept all night, hid from him.

"Uncle, you're about to become a half-immortal, and even that's it." After a pause, he asked. "Uncle, what about you? Did you sleep well and have breakfast? ”

Yue Feiyang rubbed his tight temples, this is the sequelae of a sleepless night.

"Well, I also had a very sweet dream. An An, what about you? Did Secretary Yang bring you breakfast? Is it to your taste? If you don't like it, let her buy it again, don't feel embarrassed. ”

"No, no, it's delicious! Really, I have eaten a lot, my appetite is very good, you can work with peace of mind, don't worry about me. ”

"An An, but, you're not by my side, I don't have any appetite? When I saw a large table, I had no appetite at all. A hint of cunning flashed in Yue Feiyang's bright eyes, and he continued. Do you think this is good, can you record a video of me having breakfast? I look at the fragrant food you eat, and maybe I'll have an appetite too. ”

Hearing that her uncle had no appetite, Su Yi'an was a little anxious, her uncle hurt his stomach, and he had to take care of it! How can you skip breakfast?

"Uncle, you must eat more, otherwise how can you have mental work? You don't want to watch the video, I'll send it to you later, but you must promise me to eat well. If you come back with a weight loss, I'll punish you. ”

The two chatted for a few more words before reluctantly hanging up the phone.

Secretary Yang admired Yue Feiyang very much, and a simple phone call made Su Yi'an change his attention, and even took the initiative to open the incubator for food delivery.

picked a few light things, and said to Secretary Yang,

"Can you make a video for me? Shoot farther away, not too close, I don't want him to see me crying...... By the way, I'd better wash my face first. ”

Although he only ate a few bites perfunctorily, Yue Feiyang still showed a rare smile.