Ladylike? If Aunt Lan knew what business I was doing, she would definitely not praise me like this. I closed my eyes and didn't dare to move my hands at all. A slightly cool hand rested on my forehead, and I opened my eyes suddenly to see Yang Chengjin in a white coat.

Yang Chengjin's eyebrows furrowed slightly: "Fever? ”

"Is there one?" I didn't feel bad.

Yang Chengjin asked the nurse to take my temperature, and he looked at the thermometer: "37.5C, low-grade fever." Yang Chengjin looked at the liquid again: "This medicine is anti-inflammatory, and it shouldn't burn after dripping." Don't go to work today, you have low immunity lately, and you can't stay up late. ”

"I see." I nodded.

"And ...... No outside ...... The things out there are high in oil, salt, and sugar, which is not good for your injuries. ”

Yang Chengjin was very serious when he said this, which was a little different from usual, like the kind of doctor who was particularly strict: "Okay." ”

"No one at home cooks, so they can come to me to eat." Yang Chengjin smiled at me.

Aunt Lan looked at Yang Chengjin's eyes with some defensiveness, and finally couldn't help but speak: "What is suitable for Miss to eat, you tell me, I'll cook it for Miss." ”

"The diet should be light and nutritious, and healthy porridge or soup are more suitable." Yang Chengjin looked at the table below: "I'm going to go on a ward round, and I'll come to see you later." ”

"You're busy, I'll go home after the injection." A bottle of liquid has been dripped more than halfway through, and it should be finished soon.

"Okay, call me after the injection, and I'll send you back." Yang Chengjin pinched a few cases and went out.

"Miss, would you like some fruit?" Aunt Lan asked.

"Okay, I want to eat oranges." Maybe it's because of a fever and you want to eat something cold.

Aunt Lan helped me cut the oranges, and I suddenly realized that eating them was a bad decision because I only had one hand that could move freely and was still bandaged.

"Young Master, you're back." I followed Aunt Lan's gaze, and sure enough, Qiao Yichen came back again.

"Business is done." Qiao Yichen sat on the chair next to me, picked up a piece of orange and carefully peeled it and brought it to my lips: "It's not to eat this, open your mouth." ”

I subconsciously bit the orange flesh, and when I saw Aunt Lan looking at us with a smile, I felt that something seemed inappropriate - this is really too a**. Qiao Yichen peeled another piece, and I hurriedly shook my head: "No need, I'll eat it later." ”

"Orange is rich in V, which is a natural anti-inflammatory, and eating this is good for your body." Qiao Yichen gave me another piece of orange, and then pulled a tissue to wipe my mouth.

The needle was quickly finished, and I followed Qiao Yichen out of the outpatient building: "I'll take a taxi back by myself......

"Didn't you just say that I would pick you up, what kind of temper did you have?" Qiao Yichen took my hand, his strength was a little strong, maybe he touched the band-aid after the needle sticker, and it loosened it a little.

"No...... I'm going crazy, when did I say he was going to pick me up? Suddenly I thought that Yang Chengjin just said that he wanted to send me back, and he could use Yang Chengjin as a shield to send Qiao Yichen away, and I just took a taxi back by myself: "I...... I made an appointment with a friend ......"

"What friend? The doctor? Qiao Yichen turned his head and glared at me, it seemed that if I dared to nod, he would directly correct me on the spot.

Well, I admit that I suddenly became cowardly at this moment, and I was frightened by Qiao Yichen, and I was silent and didn't dare to answer.

The driver drove the car over, and Qiao Yichen snorted: "Get in the car, don't let me say it twice." ”

Seeing Qiao Yichen's dark face, I had no choice but to get into the car. However, I was very aggrieved in my heart - I am not Qiao Yichen's person, why was I restricted by him.

"I'll take you to dinner first, what do you want to eat?" Qiao Yichen's expression softened a little, I think Qiao Yichen is very suitable to be an actor, this face has become fast, it is estimated that the matter just now is a turning page.

"You better send me home, I'll cook my own food." For a dangerous person like Qiao Yichen, of course, the farther away you are, the better.

Qiao Yichen's face immediately turned black to the bottom of the pot, and the words that came out of his mouth were like ice slag: "What kind of temper are you making again!" ”

I rolled my eyes in my heart, how dare I lose my temper with Qiao Yichen. Everyone is an individual, and of course they have different ideas. I really don't know how the people around Qiao Yichen live, as long as I disagree with him, I lose my temper?

Aunt Lan saw that Qiao Yichen's face was wrong, and immediately started a round: "Just now, the doctor specially explained that the young lady was not allowed to eat outside, and said that she would eat healthy food at home." ”

"Then let's go back to Xinghe Garden." Qiao Yichen groaned.

I just wanted to say that I wouldn't go, but Aunt Lan was the first to speak: "There is a clay pot at home that specializes in making porridge and soup, and the soup I make is very delicious, Miss, you will definitely like it." ”

I am already overwhelmed by a Qiao Yichen, and with Aunt Lan, not only do I not have enough brains, but I also don't have enough mouths.

The car soon drove into the private driveway, and a European-style villa appeared in front of me, with ivory walls and brick roofs, solemn and magnificent. The house looks old, with some beauty that has been tempered by time. The car pulls into the carved iron gate, and the sidewalk is lined with shrubs trimmed into geometric shapes. There is an elaborate fountain at the front of the villa that complements the architecture at the back.

On the ground floor of the villa is the living room and dining room, with no partition in between, which looks very atmospheric. In the living room there is a nice large fireplace with baroque furniture, and a satin ottoman next to a solid wood sofa...... There's no denying it's beautiful, but it seems to me a bit too complicated and gorgeous. I don't know why, I think this decoration style is a bit similar to Qiao Yichen's feeling - so noble that it is prohibitive.

"Miss, you drink water." Aunt Lan took a glass of lemonade and put it in front of me: "Whatever you want to eat for lunch, I'll prepare it." ”

"Whatever the guest wants, I can eat anything." I felt uncomfortable sitting in this living room, which was as beautiful as a home magazine concept room.

"Then I'll cook a few dishes that the young master likes, and you must like what the young master likes." Aunt Lan watched the maid bring fruit and snacks, and went back to the kitchen satisfied.

No one spoke for a while, a little embarrassed, and just when my phone rang: "Hey? ”

"Jing Xin, are you home?" Yang Chengjin's voice came through the airwaves.

My gaze swept over the unfamiliar space: "Hmm...... I've gone home, don't worry. "Actually, I don't want to lie to Yang Chengjin, but I don't want to explain that I am in Qiao Yichen's house.

Qiao Yichen is in a very good mood now, sipping tea elegantly. Seeing that I hung up the phone, he said quietly: "I will have less contact with that doctor in the future." ”

I put my phone back in my satchel and frowned: "Mr. Qiao, are you managing a little too much?" ”

"No one wants their women to be coveted, and I'm no exception." Qiao Yichen lit a cigarette.

"Even if you're my boyfriend, you shouldn't interfere with my normal social activities, especially if I'm not dating you." I sighed, "I'm not the kind of woman who is happy to obey at all, so we're really not suitable, don't waste time on me." ”

Qiao Yichen flicked off the cigarette ash, and the corners of his mouth were slightly slanted and smiled very wickedly: "I like to do challenging things, I don't like being too supple and a woman." ”

"Young master, miss, it's time to eat." Aunt Lan looked at Qiao Yichen, and finally looked at my face: "Are you uncomfortable again?" ”

"Nope." I shook my head, it was actually really uncomfortable - my heart was stirring.

There were only two people sitting on the huge dining table, Qiao Yichen and me, and I really didn't have the energy to talk to Qiao Yichen, trying to pull rice into my mouth. I have to say that the mushroom and chicken porridge cooked by Aunt Lan is really delicious, the bottom of the porridge is glutinous and thick, the chicken is particularly smooth and tender, and the mushrooms are the finishing touch of the whole bowl of porridge. Qiao Yichen also hung his head to eat, and the atmosphere was a little weird for a while.

Aunt Lan probably couldn't stand it: "Miss try this cherry meat, it's my specialty." ”

"It's delicious, and the porridge is delicious."

"If you like it, tell me what you want to eat in the future, and I'll make it for you." Aunt Lan seems to like to be praised for her good cooking.

I thought it was better not to have this kind of 'later', so I just smiled.

Qiao Yichen wiped his mouth, "Take her upstairs to rest in a while." Dropping this sentence, Qiao Yichen left the restaurant.

I looked at the unusually tall back in a daze, and I thought I could go home after eating. Suddenly I felt so good that I threw away my chopsticks, wondering if Qiao Yichen would be mad if I went home now.

"Miss, I'll take you upstairs to rest." Aunt Lan asked the maid to come over and clean up the table.

"I ...... Let's go home......" My eyes drifted to the ornate carved wooden door.

"You better listen to the young master's words and go upstairs to rest." Aunt Lan pulled me upstairs and said, "The young master has a cold temperament when he is young, and he will not coax people to be happy, he has always only done it and not said it......"

Aunt Lan took me into a room and left, this room may have been a suite, but it was opened, so it was very large. The room is only black and white, the head wall is pasted with black embossed wallpaper, and the other walls are white, but the black head cabinet, wardrobe and other furniture are black, and a colored glazed wall lamp is the only bright color in the whole room. The floor was covered with a palpitatingly white woolly carpet, and I stood in the doorway, feeling a little confused. Finally I kicked off my slippers and stepped straight on the carpet. This ** is too big, it looks like it can sleep four people. I sat down and saw a picture frame on the headtable - Qiao Yichen was wearing a master's gown, and behind him was the Gothic-style King's College Chapel of the University of Cambridge.

I immediately jumped up from the **, the guest room usually does not put a photo of the owner, in order to verify my speculation, I opened the wardrobe, and there were indeed various styles of men's clothing hanging in it - this is Qiao Yichen's room. I walked quickly to the door and pulled it open.

Aunt Lan just came up with water: "Miss, it's time for you to take medicine." ”

"Okay." I had to go back to the room first and take the anti-inflammatory medicine: "Aunt Lan, you took me into the wrong room, this one looks like Mr. Qiao's bedroom." "I guess Aunt Lan misunderstood my relationship with Qiao Yichen, so she let me rest here.

"That's right, the young master asked me to take you upstairs to rest, in addition to this bedroom, there is the old lady's bedroom on the third floor, and the guest rooms are on the first floor." Aunt Lan gave me a look that you would obediently listen to the young master's words, and exited the room.