When I took it out, it was much better than the previous ones, but the appearance was still a little unsightly.

The cook praised on the side: "Some people can't learn for a month, but you only have one day's work, which is already very good."

Su Wansheng glanced at the sky outside, the curtain was about to come to an end, and it was too late to do it again.

"Forget it, that's it."

Under the guidance of the cook, she cut all kinds of fruits and put them on top, and then squeezed out the words "Brother Zhenming, Happy Birthday" with jam.

She packed it in a box, went upstairs to change her clothes, and carried it to the hospital.

Pushing open the door of the ward, she was stunned for a moment, because everyone was there.

Chang Minyun, Lu Xian, Rongjiang, Song Zhiyue, and even Mo Yuxuan and Shi Hui are there.

Never before have so many people come to the ward at once.

Song Zhiyue stepped forward with a smile: "You're finally here, everyone is waiting for you." ”

Su Wansheng looked at them stunned: "You are"

Song Zhiyue said: "We are all here to celebrate Senior Lu's birthday. ”

Su Wansheng's heart warmed for no reason, and his eyes were warm: "I thank you for him." ”

Song Zhiyue took the bag from her shoulder and went to put it up for her.

Then he took the cake from her hand and put it on the table next to the bed.

The appearance of the cake is not as beautiful as it sells, but no one laughs at it.

Because they could guess that this was made by Su Wansheng himself.

Song Zhiyue and Shi Hui plugged in the candles, and then asked Jiang Fengxing to get a lighter and light the candles.

Dust went to turn off the lights, and the burning candles took on a warm yellow color in the room.

Song Zhiyue looked at everyone and said, "Let's sing a song to Senior Lu together." ”

With her taking the lead, everyone shouted the Chinese version of the birthday song.

"Happy Birthday to You, Happy Birthday to You"

Su Wansheng looked at Lu Zhenming on the hospital bed, and tears flashed in his eyes: Brother Zhenming, everyone is here to celebrate your birthday.

After drinking the song, the next step is to blow out the candles, but the protagonist

Song Zhiyue proposed: "In this way, how about one of us make a wish and pray for Senior Lu?" ”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Song Zhiyue looked at Su Wansheng: "Shengsheng comes first." ”

Su Wansheng clasped his hands together, his long eyelashes slowly closed, and his pale face was dyed with a layer of warm yellow by the flame of the candle: "I hope that when I open my eyes tomorrow, I can see Brother Zhen Ming smiling at me and calling me Shengsheng." ”

On her right hand was Song Zhiyue, and Song Zhiyue continued: "I hope Senior Lu can wake up soon and have a baby with Shengsheng, I want to be the baby's godmother." ”

Feng Chen's style is still concise: "I hope Zhenming wakes up soon." ”

Jiang Fengxing said a little sadly: "We haven't played mahjong, billiards, or bowling together for a long time, although we have been abused by him every time, I hope to have this opportunity again in the future." ”

Mo Yuxuan and Shi Hui are not familiar with Lu Zhenming, so they don't have anything to say, that is, they hope that he can wake up quickly.

Chang Minyun and Lu Xianrong didn't say anything, and silently wept beside them.

By the time they finished speaking, the candles were almost burned out.

Feng Chen went back to turn on the light, and the room was lit up again.

Lu Zhenming couldn't move, Su Wansheng helped him cut the cake, and one person took a piece and ate it.

The taste is not good, but everyone does not have any dislike.

Song Zhiyue licked the cream on her lips and said to her: "Shengsheng, you can make cakes, remember to teach me next time." ”