After the spoon in Yan Tongzhou's hand froze in the air for half a minute, he slowly withdrew his hand and poured the soup back into the bowl.

Yan Tongzhou put the bowl in his hand back on the table, and a wave of uneasy emotions welled up in his heart.

He sighed silently, sooner or later, it would come.

The air conditioner in the ward was not too low, but Yan Tongzhou had a chronic illness, so he still coughed twice from the cold.

His coughing voice made Yan Chuyao turn around suddenly, his face was full of worry, "Dad, what's wrong with you?" Is the temperature of the air conditioner too low, turn it up a little higher. ”

Listening to Yan Chuyao's words, Yan Tongzhou smiled, and the furrow-like wrinkles on his face were implicated. He didn't immediately go to get the air conditioner to control the temperature remotely, but sat there motionless and joked with Yan Chuyao, "I thought, cough cough, I thought my daughter ignored me." ”

As soon as he was agitated, his cough worsened.

was said to be a little weak-hearted, Yan Chuyao gave him a puffed up look, "Dad, your body is important, don't talk about these useless things yet, hurry up and turn up the temperature a little higher." ”

Yan Tongzhou found the remote control of the air conditioner and turned up the temperature in the ward, so that his body felt comfortable.

Feeling that the atmosphere had eased, Yan Tongzhou thought that he had to take the opportunity to let his daughter drink the chicken soup, which would be conducive to her physical recovery, so he picked up the bowl of chicken soup again and handed it to Yan Chuyao's lips, "Drink a little, it tastes very good, can't you still believe in Dad's craftsmanship?" ”

Yan Chuyao waved his hand at him, his face was embarrassed, "Dad, you drink." I can't drink it. ”

Although he was rejected and squeezed out of one, Yan Tongzhou's heart was still happy, and Yan Chuyao was finally willing to talk to him well.

But in order to make Yan Chuyao drink the chicken soup he brought, he still refused his daughter's kindness and lied, "Dad drank it a long time ago when he was in the hot pot restaurant, and now he is very full, and he can't drink it at all." Moreover, your brother Wenwu and your aunt Ru have also drunk it, if you don't drink these soups, they will all be wasted. ”

Originally, Yan Chuyao was angry and sad in her heart, and she was very panicked, and she couldn't eat or drink anything at all, but when she heard Yan Tongzhou's sentence "wasted", she couldn't bear it.

It is a shame to waste food, but she is full of worries, and her stomach has long been full, where can she drink.

She secretly glanced at Yan Tongzhou, squeezed out a smile that she knew was very stiff even if she didn't look at it, and looked at Yan Tongzhou, "Dad, I really can't drink it, but I know that even if I don't drink it, Dad will definitely be reluctant to waste those chicken soups." ”

Yan Tongzhou rubbed his hands anxiously, "I said good daughter, you are now a wounded, you have to recuperate from your injuries and strengthen your nutrition." But don't be like a child and joke about your health. ”

Yan Chuyao naturally understands Yan Tongzhou's hard work, but instead of drinking it and then spitting it out, it is better not to drink it.

"Dad, I just don't want to waste that chicken soup so I don't drink it, otherwise I'll vomit it out if I drink it."

There is no other way to say Tongzhou, his daughter, he can't understand it anymore.

He knew that Yan Chuyao, like him, didn't like wasting things the most, but he didn't expect that this trick would be useless to her, and it seemed that she really couldn't drink it.

Originally, he was not hungry at all, but in order not to waste the small bucket of chicken soup, he still drank it all in one go, and gave a loud burp after drinking.