Lu Yancheng didn't speak, his expression was dark, he raised his hand to take the phone, took her hand, took her hand, and gently tugged her, bringing her to him.

He raised his eyes to look at her standing by the bed, and hooked the corners of his lips, "Auntie did the right thing." ”

He also heard the sound of smashing things just now, and the nurse from the psychiatric department rushed up to explain the situation, wanting to get his permission to inject diazepam for Lu Hanyue, otherwise she would not only hurt others, but also hurt herself.

But as soon as he nodded here, news came from there that Valium had been injected, and Secretary Fei said that it was Mrs. Lu's meaning.

This Mrs. Lu, who else can there be besides his aunt?

Wen Miao blinked, and the hand he was holding turned from slightly cool to hot, "That'...... Thank you, Mr. Lu, for your affirmation? ”

Lu Yancheng chuckled, "I'm all yours, my affirmation, do you still need to thank you?" ”

Wen Yao: "......" dog man, sassy broken legs!

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

The nurse brought the meal, which was a fish fillet porridge full of color and flavor.

Lu Yancheng glanced at it, and his interest was mediocre, "It's far worse than cooking it." ”

When the nurse heard this, she looked startled, and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Lu, does Mrs. Lu have a recipe for fish fillet porridge?" I'll take it to the back kitchen right away! ”

Wen Yao's eyes widened, when did I make you fish fillet porridge??

"My wife's recipe is not passed on." Then, Lu Yancheng gave her a look and signaled that she could leave.

The nurse nodded, pushing the cart to the next ward.

After the door closed, he held her hand tightly, and explained to her: "What is there to taste about fish fillet porridge?" Cooking white porridge is the best in the world. ”

Wen Yao: "??? "Are you sure your sense of taste isn't out of order?

She directly pushed the fish fillet porridge in front of him, "The patient should supplement more nutrition and eat." "It's time to stop your mouth when you eat, right?

Lu Yancheng spread out her little hand and put the soup spoon in her hand, "I just ate it, this bowl is yours." "My aunt is too thin, I need to eat more.

"I'm not hungry." Wen Miao refused, but her stomach cried very uncooperatively...... After all, she had only taken a few sips of water since the morning.

"Hmm." His voice turned low, and he couldn't help laughing, "My aunt is not hungry, she is so hungry that she is in the temple of her five internal organs." ”

Wen Yao looked at his handsome face, and four words came to mind: Mouth honey belly sword.

She frowned, feeling that she couldn't treat her five internal organs temple badly, and he had already eaten it, this fish fillet porridge could not be wasted.

Then, she quietly drank the porridge, sip after sip.

Suddenly, Lu Yancheng's mobile phone rang, and the caller ID was: Jinshan Manor.

Wen Yao saw these four words and held the hand of the soup spoon for a moment.

Lu Yancheng's eyes changed slightly like an abyss, and while answering the phone, he turned on the hands-free button.

"Young Master! I'm Aunt Xu! Aunt Xu lowered her voice, and her tone was extremely hurried, "Your third uncle came with his grandson, saying that you were unkind and forced Guangrui to sign a fifteen-year contract!" Crying, making trouble, and hanging herself here at the old lady's place, disturbing her rest, and making her have a headache! Think of a way! ”

Aunt Xu is about to cry!

Lu Yancheng frowned, his eyes without the slightest temperature were tingling with coldness, "Got it." ”

After hanging up the phone, Lu Yancheng looked at Wen Yao.

At this moment, the coldness in his eyes disappeared instantly, and a deep voice sounded: "My aunt will think of a way for me, huh?" ”

Wen Miao took a bite of fish porridge shallowly, and said in a calm tone: "Your third uncle likes to be lively, so call his brother to be lively together, what does Mr. Lu think?" ”

As the words fell, she put down the spoon, and she really couldn't finish this big bowl of fish fillet porridge.

Lu Yanchengjun's eyes narrowed, and he smiled: "It's still smart." "This trick has the flavor of encircling Wei to save Zhao.

The second uncle couldn't wait to grab the third uncle's pigtails, knowing that he was going to Jinshan Manor to make trouble, he would definitely rush over to catch him for the fault of disrespecting his sister! Wealthy families attach the most importance to the respect and humility of the elders and the young, not to mention that the eldest sister is like a mother.

Lu Yancheng dialed Secretary Fei instead, and while instructing him to do something, he asked about his injuries.

"Mr. Lu, I'm fine, it's just that my hand was cut by a piece of glass, and it's already bandaged!"

"Well, this work injury is on my account."

"Thank you, Mr. Lu."

Then, Secretary Fei paused and said again: "Mr. Lu, just now the dean called me and said that you are not satisfied with today's fish fillet porridge, you haven't eaten anything today, what do you want to eat?" Let the kitchen make it and send it immediately! ”

Secretary Fei's voice was not loud, but in this quiet ward, it was clear to everyone.

Wen Yao's hand froze, looking at the fish fillet porridge in front of him, and then looked up at Lu Yancheng.

"That's what you said you had to eat?" Her tone was a little angry, with a hint of questioning.

Lu Yancheng twisted his eyebrows, and coldly ordered at the other end of the phone: "Get out of the way!" ”

The phone hung up, Lu Yancheng coughed dryly, the situation was not good, and his wife was angry again!

His gaze fell entirely on hers, as if a beam of light had shone into his cold and lukewarm eyes, and his gaze gradually burned with a sense of seduction.

"I know I can't finish eating."

When the words landed, he picked up the porridge bowl and ate the remaining fish fillet porridge directly.

When a bowl of porridge was at the bottom, he held her hand, gently rubbed her palm with his thumb, and smiled flatteringly, "How did the fish fillet porridge become delicious?" ”

Wen Yao glared at him and withdrew his hand, "Maybe Mr. Lu likes to eat the leftovers of others!" ”

"There's no one else but you."