"......" Lu Hang twitched the corners of his mouth and explained, "Director Fu just has a relatively serious stomach disease, and he should not eat spicy food, and it is not as serious as stomach cancer." ”

"Can't eat spicy?" Tang Xien remembered the pot of sheep scorpion hot pot full of chili red oil last night, and whispered to himself, "Then why didn't he say it earlier......"

Realizing that he was the one who caused Fu Shiyu's sudden emergency, Tang Xien felt a burst of apologies in his heart. Those new and old hatreds because he was unwilling to hire a new nurse and unwilling to let Le Man come over to take care of him disappeared in an instant, and even Tang Xien felt that he should compensate Fu Shiyu and not let people suffer in vain.

With these thoughts, she went to buy other ingredients and prepared potato porridge for Fu Shiyu.

Traditional Chinese medicine believes that potatoes and stomach regulate the spleen, strengthen the spleen and invigorate qi, and can achieve the effect of nourishing the spleen and stomach and relieving stomach pain to a certain extent.

When Tang Xien brought the yellow potato porridge to the table, Fu Shiyu, who hadn't eaten anything for most of the day, frowned uncomfortably and asked, "What are you doing?" Yellow rice cereal? ”

"Potato porridge," Tang Xien also filled himself a bowl and sat down across from him, "This is good for stomach patients, you eat more." ”

"......" looked at the bowl of porridge in front of him that looked bad, yellow, and even a little similar to that kind of thing, Fu Shiyu's stomach felt uncomfortable again.

He moved the porridge bowl away in disgust, took out his mobile phone, and said coldly, "I'll order takeout." ”

As soon as he heard that he was going to eat unclean takeaway again, Tang Xien scooped a tablespoon of potato porridge firmly and handed it to his lips, "You smell it, it tastes good, don't you really try it?" ”

Fu Shiyu turned his head and wanted to push it away, but accidentally, the potato porridge was a little pasted on his lips. He wanted to take the tissue on the side to wipe it, but Tang Xien, who was quick-eyed, took the lead in snatching the tissue box.

The two of them stared at each other, and Tang Xien coaxed angrily: "Anyway, it's already on your mouth, just one bite?" If it's not delicious, you can spit it out again! ”

Fu Shiyu looked disgusted with "spitting it out is also dirty my mouth", got up in a blink of an eye, and wanted to go to the living room to get a tissue.

Tang Xien glanced at the tissue box on the sofa, hurriedly walked over from the other side, and hugged the tissue box in his arms one step ahead of Fu Shiyu before Fu Shiyu got the tissue.

Fu Shiyu was in a hurry, strode forward, and forced Tang Xien to retreat. Tang Xien's calf had already reached the sofa, as long as Fu Shiyu approached again, she would have to fall on the sofa in the next second.

"Give me the tissue!" The words seemed to be squeezed out of his teeth.

Xu is body is still uncomfortable, Fu Shiyu put away his usual noble and reserved, and the expression on his face was very exciting.

I was angry again, and I couldn't do what Tang Xien was like.

Tang Xien stretched out his index finger and pointed at his shoulder blades, forcing him to stand upright, and also bought some space for himself.

She stood still, habitually fiddled with the black hair in her ear, and asked rhetorically: "It's all like this, still eating takeout?" Are you planning to continue your fever tonight and continue to let me help you do physical cooling? ”

Fu Shiyu: "......"

It worked. As soon as Fu Shiyu remembered what happened last night, his hand subconsciously covered his upper abdomen.

Tang Xien continued to attack: "The porridge I made is not very good-looking, and it may not be delicious, but at least it is clean and nutritious, right?" If you continue to eat takeout and add food poisoning or something later, you will have to go to the hospital. How much do you have to lose if you spend a few days in the hospital? ”

Fu Shiyu actually understands these truths, but firstly, he is holding a fluke mentality, and secondly, he really doesn't want to eat what Tang Xien made. In other words, when he was sober, he didn't want to be taken care of by Tang Xien.

He has always taken care of himself, but now, with a fever and a stomachache, Tang Xien always seems a little weak as if he was taking care of a child, which affects his cold personality.

Realizing that his thoughts were a little weird, Fu Shiyu turned his face away uncomfortably, forcing himself to ignore Tang Xien's beautiful and delicate face that dangled in front of him from time to time.

The resentment on his face slowly faded, and he soon returned to his usual indifferent appearance, but as soon as he turned around, he actually asked Tang Xien to see that his ear was so red that it was close to transparent......