"I'll have someone bring you some snacks to eat."

Noticing that Ran Heya's voice seemed to be softer, Wen Xinyuan decided to make persistent efforts, looking sick and weak, "I have a cold and don't want to eat those sweet and greasy things." ”

Wen Ya: "......"

Still expect her to cook herself?

"Now it would be nice to have a steaming bowl of chicken soup."

Saying this, Wen Xinyuan coughed lightly twice, I don't know if it is an occupational disease as a doctor, Ran Heya feels that this cough is very worrying. Wen Xinyuan's eyebrows were already light, but now he deliberately showed weakness, which gave people the impression that this was a noble person made of fine jade porcelain.

I want people to take good care of it.

Ran Heya sighed, "Does anyone in your carefree medical hall know how to cook?" ”

"Heya." Wen Xinyuan stared at her and reminded very kindly, "The medical hall is full of men. ”

Meaning, she is probably the only person to cook, Ran Heya silently went crazy, "Then how did you eat before?" ”

"Ah, this, it's all Xiao Yu in charge."

So, why did you confidently support Xiao Desire in the first place, didn't you think about eating by yourself?

Fortunately, Xiao Yu should be back soon, and he ...... As long as the problem in front of him is solved, seeing that Ran Heya is going to cook in person, Wen Xinyuan proposed that he would observe the scene in person.

Ran Heya, who was busy cooking in the kitchen, didn't notice that not far behind him, Wen Xinyuan was sitting in a wheelchair, watching this scene with some enjoyment, and the corners of his lips were a little upturned with pleasure.

And the anxious Ran Heya complained silently in his heart.

Why is there no Baidu in this era? Don't have a tutorial? Not even a recipe.

It's just—so embarrassing for her.

As a modern person, she is a physiotherapist by profession, and she is usually very busy at work, and she basically relies on takeout to support herself.

The cooking skills basically stay at the level of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Something as complicated as chicken broth......

Just when Ran Heya was at a loss for the ingredients in front of him, Wen Xinyuan asked with some hesitation.

"Won't do it?"

Ran Heya was a little weak-hearted, and touched her chin, "Why don't I go to the restaurant and buy it for you?" ”

Isn't it just chicken soup, can't you make it and won't buy it!

"Push me over."

Ran Heya was a little puzzled, but still pushed him to the stove according to Wen Xinyuan's instructions, and once again saw how good a person can be.

Although he couldn't stand, it didn't delay Wen Xinyuan from cooking, the man's ten fingers were slender and white, and Ran Heya even had an illusion when he watched from the sidelines.

The ingredients under his hands seemed to have become high-end because of Wen Xinyuan's movements.

"Cut the green onion and ginger into sections, will you?"

was asked coldly, and Ran Heya hurriedly turned around. Then he began to change his identity and became a handy cook.

In just half an hour, the stew pot containing the chicken soup was already sitting on the stove, and the low heat slowly boiled out the fragrance, which made people swallow their saliva directly.

And Wen Xinyuan, who had done all this, wiped his hands elegantly, he sat there cleanly, his hair was not messed up, and he didn't look like a person who had just cooked.

"Why are you so good at everything?"

This is not a boast, it is Ran Heya who seriously asks questions.

She even felt at one point that this person had a disability, probably because God compensated all living beings.

"There is a specialization in the art industry." Wen Xinyuan looked flat, and praised it rarely, "Just like Heya, you look very good when you treat diseases and save people." ”

Ran Heya touched his nose and was a little embarrassed to be praised.

When the chicken soup was stewed, Wen Xinyuan divided two bowls, and one bowl pushed down in front of Ran Heya.

Ran and Ya swore that she wanted to refuse.

But the chicken soup was so fragrant that she silently swallowed back the words of refusal and took a bowl and took a mouthful of chicken soup.

In an instant, the rich aroma of chicken soup fills the mouth, and the smooth soup soothes the stomach with warmth.

Ran Heya, who drank sweetly, didn't realize that it was Wen Xinyuan who was shouting for chicken soup, but now it has become Wen Xinyuan making chicken soup for her to drink.

"Thank you for your hospitality."

Ran Heya had some aftertaste, and reluctantly put down the empty bowl, only to see that the man sitting opposite was elegant, taking a sip, compared with the two, she became a vulgar girl.

Wen Xinyuan lowered his eyes slightly, and there was not much emotion in his elegant side face as always.

"What, have something to say?"

He clearly didn't look up, but it seemed to have insight into Ran Heya's thoughts.

Ran and Ya finally decided to ask.

"Before, you said that you and my father were old people...... Are you in the city early in the morning, and why haven't I heard of Sanssouci before? ”

After all, she couldn't help it, and after asking, she carefully observed that Wen Xinyuan's movements paused, and even his expression was a little stiff.

"It doesn't seem to have anything to do with you healing me."

Does this mean a refusal to answer?

Ran and Ya understood that the other party was actively drawing a line, did he still think that he stayed in the hospital just for the original promise and the old ginseng he provided for him every month?

"Okay, even if this matter doesn't matter, what about the person who assassinated you, no matter how I say it, I am also involved, can't you tell me who those people really are, why did they kill you?"

Tell her?

It doesn't seem to be the time yet......

Wen Xinyuan looked at Ran Heya, and the guilt in his eyes flashed, causing Ran Heya to only see his calm side.

"Sorry, not anymore."

Won't anything?

Ran Heya felt that Wen Xinyuan was not only very powerful in everything, but also top-notch in provoking himself.

And the other party is still a sick number, even if she has a fire, she has to endure it, so she can only try her best to calm her voice.

"yes, you mean, I don't have to be involved in your life anymore."

That's a strange thing.

Wen Xinyuan felt that it was not a good thing, at least there was no need for Ran Heya to be implicated in the unwarranted disaster.

"Yes, you can avoid it as much as possible, just do your job."

The bowl in Ran Heya's hand shattered on the ground, and he even began to hate that he should have listened to Ran's father from the beginning and kept his distance from this master.

If you ask about the consequences, you will make yourself look like a joke.

"I see."

Ran Heya stood up and continued, "In the future, I will understand my position, and I will not ask such a stupid question again, and-"

"I'm not going to ask anything more than your legs."

"You ......"

Looking at the back of Ran Heya leaving, Wen Xinyuan's words were stuck in his throat, and the frustration of messing things up rarely in his life made him very unhappy.

Did Ran Heya know something?