Lin Xiaoxiao reached out and pinched the small taro in the palm of his hand, carefully removing the soil and skin on it. When all the skins were cleaned, the taro was placed in a hollowed-out basket.

Shaking her hand, she took a deep breath, pinched her shoulder, which was already a little tired, and put herself back into preparation.

Reaching out to turn on the faucet, the cool water washes the surface of the taro, and the crystal clear water droplets condense on the small taro and look very gratifying. After cleaning the taro, Lin Xiaoxiao turned his head and picked up the kitchen knife, ready to process all the taro again.

It was originally a small square cut into four centimeters, but when Lin Xiaoxiao thought of Li Baobao's lovely face, her heart softened, and with a flexible turn in her hand, cute little animal shapes appeared in her hands one after another. This is not a problem for Lin Xiaoxiao, who is already completely familiar with all kinds of knife techniques.

With a smile of satisfaction, she reached out and poured the oil that had been prepared long ago into the pot, and the pork rib soup on the side made a bubbling sound, and this small kitchen exuded a particularly charming warmth.

When it was burned to fifty percent hot, Lin Xiaoxiao picked up the spatula on the side, and the taro that had been prepared long ago was between the slight frying of the hot oil, the perfect torment of fire and heat, evaporated most of the water, and the whole skin became crispy and delicious, and the crisp sound expressed a charming charm.

It's a magical aroma that no one can resist. Fried the taro crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, Lin Xiaoxiao hurriedly took out all the taro and put it aside to drain the excess oil. This is a meal for patients and children, so naturally it should not be too greasy.

After the oil was processed, Lin Xiaoxiao reached out and put the prepared chicken soup into the pot, this dish was supposed to be made with milk soup, but the chicken soup was obviously more suitable for the current situation. The flavor and nutrition in chicken soup is better than that of milk soup. Salt and pepper are also indispensable supporting roles in this feast.

Salt, as the first of all flavors, can bring out the umami in the original food, which is a truth that every chef must clearly understand when he is just getting started.

The seasoning is placed in the soup and the spatula is gently stirred. The fragrant taste suddenly blended with the taste of pork ribs and penetrated into Lin Xiaoxiao's nasal cavity. The freshly processed taro is put into the pot again, like water milk, blending, quickly absorbing the deliciousness of the chicken soup.

The multiple amino acids bring the ingredients a charming taste, and the fat on the surface of the chicken soup is skimmed clean, Lin Xiaoxiao wants to ensure that this dish is absolutely delicious, and refreshing is the most important thing.

With chicken broth, MSG is naturally excluded. Although the seasoning of chicken essence and monosodium glutamate is a good means, Lin Xiaoxiao prefers the delicious taste of the food itself. While waiting for the perfect fusion of taro and chicken soup, Lin Xiaoxiao changed hands and processed the cabbage in his hand.

The small cabbage looks particularly pleasant, and the sweet taste can't help but make the mouth sting. Lin Xiaoxiao's cabbage is naturally carefully selected, and only in this way can every step be done to the extreme, in order to make a truly wholehearted dish.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down Lin Xiaoxiao's cheeks, and she pursed her lips without the slightest intention of wiping them. The movements of her hands kept stopping, and the pleasing looking cabbage was quickly processed under her hands, cut into bite-sized shapes.

Just at the stall where the cabbage is processed, the taro on one side is also the most exquisite. Lin Xiaoxiao sprinkled all the cabbage into the pot, and the hot soup did not pass the crisp and tender leaves.

In just a few seconds, the sweetness of the vegetable leaves has spread to the soup, and Lin Xiaoxiao neatly turned off the heat and sprinkled a handful of green onions on the surface. The pork rib soup on one side also happened to end, and everything was prepared just right.

Satisfied, wiping a handful of sweat from his head, Lin Xiaoxiao packed all the dishes and put them in the insulated box, and buried himself in cleaning up the kitchen.

Little by little, she carefully cleaned the kitchen, fortunately, she has always done things neatly, and it is not too tiring to clean up, Li Fanxia's kitchen was originally well organized, and it didn't take much effort on Lin Xiaoxiao's part.

Looking at the glittering kitchen with satisfaction, Lin Xiaoxiao glanced at the alarm clock hanging on the wall, and his heart jumped violently. She was a little carried away with her preparations, and did not calculate the time when Lu Hongshen came to the hospital.

Secretly praying in her heart that Lu Hongshen would not go to the hospital, she hurried back to the ward. There are not many but delicate aromatic meals have been well protected by her, her eyes are full of anxiety, and she even can't wait to return to the room.

Fortunately, Lu Hongshen has not yet come. Lin Xiaoxiao quickly changed the clothes on her body, and when she put on her hospital gown again, she didn't have any time to rest, and delivered the meal to Li Fanxia non-stop.

At this time, Li Fanxia was pretending to sleep with her eyes closed, her body was getting weaker and weaker day by day, and she knew this matter better than anyone else. Li Baobao was huddled in Li Fanxia's arms, sucking his fingers and sleeping sweetly.

Carrying the lunch box in his hand, Lin Xiaoxiao didn't know for a while whether to wake up these two people who were in a sweet dream, but the lunch box in his hand was gradually losing heat, if the whole plate of meals was cold like this, Li Fanxia and Li Baobao would not be able to experience the best food.

Finally, she took a long breath and slowly exhaled it.

The ultimate purpose of making this meal is to want Li Fanxia and Li Baobao to have a good meal and make them feel comfortable. It doesn't matter if the meal is really the best or not, as long as these two people are happy, the final goal is to have them.

Putting the lunch box on the bedside table next to Li Fanxia's bed, Lin Xiaoxiao pulled a chair and sat on the edge of the bed, her eyes looked at Li Baobao who was sleeping sweetly with pity.

How could such a lovely little angel suffer such torture?

She couldn't help but secretly condemn this God in her heart.

Maybe it was her whispering that was heard by Li Baobao, and she moved slowly, Li Baobao's eyes suddenly opened, and she yawned milkily, Lin Xiaoxiao hurriedly reached out and hugged her: "Awake?" Hungry or not? ”

The little child didn't seem to be fully awake, and his little palm tightly grasped Lin Xiaoxiao's clothes, and said in a milky voice: "Hungry." ”

This voice almost touched Lin Xiaoxiao's heart.

Li Fanxia, who noticed Li Baobao's movement on the side, also opened her eyes, she frowned tightly, and then stretched out and smiled at Lin Xiaoxiao: "You're back." ”

"Yes." Lin Xiaoxiao nodded, she handed the lunch box to Li Fanxia, "It's just right now, it's easy for gentle children to eat, let's eat it while it's hot." ”

Seeing that it was a packed lunch box at home, Li Baobao suddenly came to his senses. She carefully reached out and grabbed a lunch box and opened the lid. It was the lid of the taro cabbage, and the rich fragrance suddenly wafted into the air, making the surrounding circle of people begin to swallow their saliva.