Su Tian only felt sore all over, not only was he tired, but he also felt sick to his stomach because of his exposure to the scorching sun. She wanted to retch, but she clutched her throat and didn't want to make any whimper.

She thought, I'm going to get out of here. I can't be so ashamed.

In a daze, as if he was being hugged by someone, he heard an anxious call, "Su Tian......"

Then I lost consciousness.

What the two didn't notice was that the person who had just taken the picture did not leave, but wandered around, and when they saw this scene, they hurriedly raised the camera from a distance, "Interesting." The weight of this gossip is getting bigger and bigger. ”

"Hahahaha, Mrs. Fu and other men kiss me and me in a cramped alley where no one is, I'm going to get rich!"

The hotel provided rooms for the contestants, and Song Xiangyang went back to the room to pack up his things after getting the prizes. He had little stuff and put down a suitcase. His house is not far from here, and he drove here on the day he came. Stayed in the hotel just for convenience.

Song Xiangyang thought of something and laughed at himself, he really drove over, and he could send Su Tian home. I don't know how Su Tian is doing now, whether he has caught up with Fu Mingyuan.

His heart kept falling, like falling into a hole in the ice. He has no power or power, how can he rescue Su Tian from Fu Mingyuan? He wasn't sure.

Song Xiangyang remembered that there was a farmer's market nearby, although it was not big, but there were also shopping heads, and farmers often sent fresh chickens and ducks over, and the vegetables were also grown in their own fields. To ease his irritability, he decided to go shopping.

Song Xiangyang put his hands in his pockets, pressed a cap and went out. There is a narrow alley not far from the hotel that leads around the path to the farm. Song Xiangyang was going to go there and go around directly.

Before he could walk in, he saw the back of a woman who was sleeping on the ground and curled up from a distance, Song Xiangyang looked over suspiciously, "It's a little familiar......"

He walked in quickly, only to see the petite figure's skirt half-wrinkled, and a large bruise on his legs, Song Xiangyang scolded secretly, and quickly hugged the person horizontally, "Su Tian......"

"Su Tian, how are you, Su Tian?"

Su Tian's lips were pale, and there were tear stains in the corners of her eyes, so she only opened her eyes tiredly, and then fell asleep again. I don't know if I can see people clearly.

Song Mingyuan hurriedly sent Su Tian to the nearest hospital nearby, registered up and down, looked for a doctor, begged and begged, "Doctor, take a look at her, what's wrong with her?" ”

After the doctor did the examination, he smiled at him soothingly, and pushed his glasses upward, "The patient just fainted with low blood sugar, don't worry too much." Maybe because of my weak body, I haven't eaten much today. ”

Song Xiangyang's heart relaxed temporarily, "Doctor, what should I do now?" She is so weak now, what can she eat if she has low blood sugar? ”

The doctor said, "The patient has a weak stomach and intestines and is not suitable for greasy food, so you can buy something that is easy to digest, such as porridge." Let her get a dozen intravenous drips in the hospital, and she will be fine in two days. ”

Song Xiangyang nodded again and again, went to the ward to take a look at Su Tian in a coma, and fell little by little on her slender and fragile hands. He walked over and tucked the corners of the quilt for her, turned and walked out of the room.

Now it's too late to cook porridge by yourself, so find a ready-made porridge cake shop.

Song Xiangyang thought like this and walked to the east side of the street, he remembered that there was a shop with a particularly good evaluation nearby. My hands were not idle, and I searched with Meituan and Dianping as I walked to see where the reviews were better. It wasn't until I was urged by the driver's horn a few times when I crossed the street that I put down my phone and walked straight across the street.

Su Tian was lying on the hospital bed, feeling in a trance, fluttering like a feather, without substance. When she returned to consciousness, she felt a tingling pain in her temples, and after struggling two or three times, she slowly opened her eyes.

The eyes were all dazzling white, and the drips were coldly injected into her veins, and she moved her wrist slightly, knowing that she was in the hospital.

She vaguely remembered that she went to look for Mingyuan, but was stopped by the security guard.

"Am I dreaming?"

A little nurse came over with a cart, and quickly changed the needle water bottle for her, and replaced it with another bottle, "You didn't dream, low blood sugar fainted in the alley, and a gentleman sent you over." That's your boyfriend, right? Looking at his anxious appearance, you have a really good relationship. ”

"Boyfriend?" Su Tian frowned, she had no impression at all.

Could it be Mingyuan? Su Tian's heart ignited hope, "What does he look like?" ”

The nurse stretched out her hand and gestured, "Big and tall, wearing jeans and a cap, quite handsome." ”

That's not Mingyuan, Su Tian thought in his heart, Mingyuan never wears a peaked cap.

Song Xiangyang came in from the door with a food box and said in surprise, "Su Tian, are you awake?" ”

It turned out that Song Xiangyang sent him over. Maybe it's because he's weak at this moment, Su Tian is not as angry as before, but he is not grateful to him. If you want to talk about what happened to you, at least one fire was burned by Song Xiangyang.

So she smiled lightly, "yes, I'm awake." Thank you for bringing me to the hospital. ”

Song Xiangyang shook his head and put the food box on the table, "I bought porridge, do you want to get up and drink some?" There are also some fluffy cakes, all made of whole grains, which help with digestion. ”

Su Tian nodded, and the little nurse put a soft cushion behind her, and then helped her up.

Su Tian lowered his head and drank porridge, his expression did not change much, but Song Xiangyang saw a little loneliness from his lowered eyebrows and long eyelashes.

"Su Tian, what's wrong with you? I haven't had time to ask you, what was going on just now? ”

Su Tian's hand paused, "It's nothing, I went to look for Mingyuan just now, but I was blocked at the door by the security guard." ”

Song Xiangyang raised his fist when he heard this, and said angrily, "It's Fu Mingyuan's bastard, right?" Did he stop you at the door? He doesn't want to see you, so why should you go to him and ask for that suspicion? ”

Annoying? Su Tian only felt her ears buzzing, and the spoon and the food box collided and made a sound, "I don't want to mention this now, if you say it again, I won't drink this porridge anymore." ”

Song Xiangyang hurriedly silenced him, carefully observed Su Tian's expression, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Su Tian did not have an angry expression.

Su Tian was in an irritable mood, and couldn't tell what mood he was in now. Fu Mingyuan was talking about business with Mr. Zhang in the living room, and he shouldn't have heard their noise. But even if he hears it, will Mingyuan be willing to come out to see her?

Su Tian didn't dare to think about it, and the feeling of grievance and insecurity swept through her mind. She felt like a duckweed with no fixed home, and she could only hold on to Fu Mingyuan's piece of driftwood, for fear that he would disappear when.

That result was unacceptable to her.

Song Xiangyang also saw that Su Tian was in a bad mood, and only moved a few bites of the porridge side dishes, as if he had no appetite. He began to chat with Su Tian tentatively, "I learned cooking when I was 15 years old, and the first master I recognized was an old man, who was strict with me, and I was forced by him to memorize recipes all day long. ”

"From how many ways to make potatoes, how to fry, how to fry, how to cook, to the difference between Chinese and Western food, you don't know how sad I was in those two years."

Su Tian was also interested in him, and finally raised his head and asked with interest, "What happened later?" ”

Song Xiangyang said, "Later, I ran away, and he couldn't catch me anyway." Haha, just kidding. In fact, the old man passed away, and I went to the funeral. An old man with a serious face on the portrait. ”

Su Tian looked at Song Xiangyang and said with a grin, but his expression was not so happy, knowing that he remembered the master and felt sad, that was the first master, so she opened her mouth and comforted, "The old man must have gone very peacefully, now that you have such a great achievement, you will be happy in heaven." ”

Song Xiangyang smiled casually, "Yes, Master wanted me to participate in this competition before his death, saying that this event is the event that really belongs to our chefs, but I was too young at that time and my skills were insufficient." Now I'm here and I've won the award, but unfortunately the master is no longer there. ”

Song Xiangyang raised his head and looked at her deeply, "Su Tian, cherish the present, cherish the people around you." ”

Su Tian turned her head uncomfortably.

"What about you, Su Tian, don't you have anything to share with me?"

Su Tian was stunned, "Me? ”

Song Xiangyang nodded.

Su Tian smiled, "I'm a halfway monk, I've never received any systematic training, I just do it if I like it, and besides, I can only cook some home-cooked food, nothing special." It's still a little shy to say, but a wild chef like me can still be taught by Mr. Yuan and his own disciples. ”

Mr. Yuan is the old judge.

Song Xiangyang pretended to be envious and said, "Wow, you haven't received systematic training?" You're a gift. For someone like me, who has had a master since I was a child, Mr. Yuan won't even look at me more. I envy you so much. ”

Su Tian finally laughed out loud when she saw him like this.

Song Xiangyang also smiled, "You finally laughed." ”

Su Tian said, "Mr. Yuan is really the gentleman I admire the most in my heart. I have loved watching cooking shows on TV since I was a child, and at that time, Mr. Yuan was much younger than now, and he was already a master, just sitting backstage as a judge and commenting on the contestants. Occasionally show your hand on stage, and the ratings will increase a lot. ”

"Really?" Song Xiangyang said with interest. In fact, he also knows this, after all, Yuan Lao is a banner in the culinary industry, how could he not have watched Yuan Lao's show? It's just that he is willing to listen to Su Tian's chatter and watch her pale little face glow with vitality.

"And then?" Song Xiangyang asked.

"Later", Su Tian fell into the memory, and his face was faint with the warm light of nostalgia, "I learned the appearance of Mr. Yuan cutting vegetables, and specially bought a small scale, accurate to the gram of each seasoning, and began to learn to cook." ”