"The current temperature is just right, and it will be cold if you put it again," Shen Jinchu tried the temperature of the porridge, "It doesn't matter if you can't hold the bowl, you don't need to serve it, I'll feed it to you!" ”

"How does this work?" The man frowned slightly, looking reluctant, "I'm not that sick yet......"

"I'll feed you!" Shen Jinchu became more and more firm in his thoughts, "You are a patient and should be taken care of!" ”

So Jiang Yu was half-pushed and half-pushed on the spot with a whole bowl of porridge, Shen Jinchu's porridge was so delicious that Jiang Yu couldn't help it, and asked for an extra bowl.

The recovering patient is still very hungry, and in the first bowl, he is in a hurry to fill his stomach, so he has no time to make more demands, and when it comes to the second bowl, he begins to find ways to delay the time.

"It's a little hot......"

"My forehead seems to be sweating......

"Paper towels? It's okay, I'll wipe it later......"

"Well, it's delicious, but I want to drink a little saliva......"

This second bowl was drunk for half an hour, and in the end, Shen Jinchu was a little tired, lying on the side of the bed and staring at Jiang Yu.

"It's hard work," Jiang Yu showed a shallow smile on his face, "It's late, you go home, otherwise the family will worry about you." ”

"I've already told them," Shen Jinchu muttered quietly, "you're sick, and I can't leave you alone." ”

While Jiang Yu was moved, a little bad thought popped up in his heart.

So Shi Zuo, who was working in his room, received such a message.

"Oscar Best Sick Actor: You can go directly to the company office later, and don't come back for two days."

Division Left: ......

？？？

What kind of illness is this?

Before he could reply, Jiang Yu's phone called.

"Hello? Jiang Shao, I ......"

"Ahem, I know what is going on over there in the company, it's still the company's business, you don't have to worry about me, I can be at home alone."

Division Left: ......

Okay, the actor is online.

Jiang Yu looked at Shen Jinchu's expression while continuing to talk nonsense into the phone, "What? The situation is dire? Then you can take care of it, me? Don't worry about me, you can't die......"

When Shen Jinchu heard the word "death", she subconsciously became nervous, and when Jiang Yu hung up the phone, she asked worriedly, "What's wrong?" Did something happen? ”

"There's something going on over there in the company, Shi Zuo doesn't have time to take care of me," Jiang Yu showed a bitter smile, "It's okay, there are still servants at home, don't worry." ”

As he spoke, he quickly typed a message to Shi Zuo:

"Oscar for Best Sick Actor: Ten Minutes, Leave Home, Speed."

And Jiang Yu's old scheming has indeed paid off-

Shen Jinchu was worried that he would have no one to take care of him in the middle of the night, so he said hello to his family, and then stayed in his room, ready to take care of him all night.

Jiang Yu's purpose was just to let her stay, and he was reluctant to let the little girl stay up all night, so when Shen Jinchu's eyelids began to fight, he was forcibly carried to bed and lay down by the man.

Probably so sleepy, the little girl didn't notice how Brother Jiang, who "couldn't even hold the bowl", had the strength to carry her to the bed, she rubbed on the bed, and then fell asleep.

Jiang Yu looked down at her sleeping face, and her eyes were gentle as if they could drip water.