After Shi Yanqing left, Zhang's mother suddenly became gossipy: "Miss, you said that Shi Yanqing wouldn't be interesting to you, right?" ”

Xiang Wan closed his eyes and said casually: "Just like me, if you want a family background or no family background, if you want a background without a background, my mother is still in a vegetative state lying in the hospital, who wants me?" Yan Qing's family is good, he will make money, and he has opened a lot of hotels and restaurants, why are people interested in me? You still treat me as a treasure, and you're afraid that I'll bump into it all day long. ”

Zhang's mother doesn't think so: "In my opinion, it's just that the master is gone, the lady is lying in the hospital, nothing else has changed, and she is still the noble Miss Xiangjia, who looks good and doesn't like it?" Not only do I treat you as a treasure, but the second master also treasures you? ”

As soon as this kind of topic touched Zuo Xingyun, Xiang Wan felt awkward: "You don't talk about Zuo Xingyun for everything, okay?" ”

"It's not that I'm going to get involved with him, that's a fact." Zhang's mother helped her tuck the quilt: "You can sleep for a while, rest more to get better soon." ”

Xiang Wan sighed helplessly, and it was better to pretend to sleep if she couldn't sleep, than to listen to Zhang's mother nag about those who didn't.

At dinner time, Zhang's mother specially asked Uncle Yuan to send porridge from home, and the porridge was filled with chicken breast and a lot of tonics, which smelled good.

Xiang Wan rarely had a good appetite, and after eating a bowl, he added another bowl: "This is delicious, let's eat this tomorrow morning." ”

Zhang's mother said strangely: "Do you want to exhaust Lao Yuan? He was too old to get up so early, and the porridge took more than two hours to cook. ”

"Uncle Yuan did it?" Xiang Wan was a little surprised, in the past, the Xiang family couldn't cook with Uncle Yuan, after all, Uncle Yuan was a housekeeper, not a special cook, in addition to the cook, only Zhang's mother would sometimes cook for her personally.

"yes, didn't expect that? Don't look at his usual glances, he still has a bit of cooking skills. But he can only cook porridge. ”

When Zhang's mother mentioned Uncle Yuan, the smile on her face never went down.

"You smile so happily, it won't be interesting to Uncle Yuan, right?"

Xiang Wan asked this with the meaning of 'revenge', who asked Zhang's mother to gossip about her in the afternoon?

"What do you say, you child? I'm old, and you're still ashamed of me......"

Zhang's mother's face flushed, and at first glance, she looked like she was several years younger all of a sudden.

The two were joking when the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and Zuo Xingyun and Ah Chen walked in.

Xiang Wan hurriedly pulled a tissue to wipe the porridge from the corner of her lips, in front of Zuo Xingyun, although she had a lot of troubles, she would still subconsciously maintain her image.

As soon as Ah Chen came, he looked into the thermos box containing the porridge: "Miss, you have eaten a lot, and you have bottomed out......"

Xiang Wan was embarrassed for a while: "Can't you look at other places?" ”

Ah Chen listened to her and shifted his gaze to the basket of flowers and fruits in the ward: "Yo, there are so many flowers and fruits, who has been here?" ”

Xiang Wan: "......"

She subconsciously glanced at the left nebula.

His eyes under the lenses were cold, and he brushed the bouquets and fruits lightly: "The first time I saw a patient giving roses." ”

Xiang Wan found out that one of the flowers was a pink rose, although it was mixed with carnations of the same color, but it was still mostly roses.

She handed the empty bowl and spoon to Zhang's mother, and answered stupidly: "It's pretty good-looking......"

Zuo Xingyun glanced at her, and suddenly walked to the bouquet of flowers, and his slender index and middle fingers twisted the cards inside......

(End of chapter)