When Gu Tingcheng came out of the bathroom, Sister-in-law Zhang happened to go upstairs with medicinal porridge, Gu Tingcheng took a tissue, wiped his hands clean, walked to the side of the bed naturally, lifted Tang Shi's shoulders, and put a thick pillow behind him, so that he maintained a half-sitting posture, and then sat on the edge of the bed and glanced at Sister-in-law Zhang.

Sister-in-law Zhang immediately filled a bowl of porridge and handed it to Gu Tingcheng.

Gu Tingcheng took it, stirred the porridge with a spoon, and let the heat dissipate slightly, then scooped a spoonful of porridge with a spoon and handed it to Tang Shi's mouth.

Gu Tingcheng's face still had the crimson that had just been revealed by Sister-in-law Zhang's actions, and he looked delicate and moving.

Such a considerate woman must be something that every man likes very much.

However, it was Tang Shi who was most afraid.

Because, he couldn't tell how much sincerity and how much falsehood was hidden in her thoughtful care.

If she really cares about herself, if she refuses to eat this porridge, she thinks about him and should persuade him.

If she was just pretending, if she refused to eat this porridge, she would not be reluctant.

Tang Shi thought of this, he didn't open his mouth, just looked at Gu Qingcheng, who was as gentle as water.

Gu Qingcheng frowned, raised his eyelids, and glanced at the indifferent Tang Shi, just thinking that he was the same as himself, he had no appetite at the beginning of his serious illness, so he said in a good voice: "You are still feverish, eat something, you can get better quickly." ”

At the bottom of Tang Shi's heart, a layer of hope arose, he was not the kind of person who had to make inches, but at this moment, it was like kicking his nose in the face, he leaned back with a disgusted face and closed his eyes.

Sister-in-law Zhang stood aside, and when she saw Tang Shi looking like she didn't eat at all, she couldn't help but open her mouth and persuaded her: "Young Master Shi, you want to eat something, how can you not eat it." ”

Who's going to let you open your mouth to persuade? Tang Shi complained slightly depressed in his heart, and then seemed to put on a look of ignoring it, but he pricked up his ears and waited intently for Gu Qingcheng to wait for a while if he would speak.

Gu Tingcheng looked at Tang Shi and still didn't react at all, his brows furrowed even more, thinking that he was a patient, so he suppressed his temperament and let himself speak again in a calm tone: "Even if you don't have an appetite, you have to eat a little." ”

Tang Shi just felt a slight warmth begin to permeate his heart, and his face still tried to maintain a calm expression, and his eyelids didn't move.

When Sister-in-law Zhang started to take care of Tang in the Tang family's old mansion a long time ago, she almost regarded him as her own son, and now seeing his appearance of refusing to eat porridge, she became even more anxious: "Yes, Young Master Shi, Miss Gu is right, even if you don't have an appetite, you have to eat a little." ”

Tang Shi heard that Sister-in-law Zhang opened her mouth again, and her excited mood followed the haze.

She is not Gu Qingcheng, what kind of fun has she been making here?

Gu Qingcheng hadn't served Tang Shi before, but he had never seen him so difficult to serve, and now that she and Sister-in-law Zhang were talking, he still didn't want to eat at all, and she couldn't help but become a little irritable.

She really wanted to throw down the bowl and live or die.

But when she thought that his fever had not subsided, she became a little unbearable.

Getting sick and healing already requires a lot of energy, so if he doesn't eat or drink like this, how can he get better?