Chapter 132: Sick People Are Not Suitable
"Have you eaten?" An Ran saw the girl's eyes staring directly at the breakfast in front of her, and asked casually.
The girl didn't answer whether she ate or didn't eat, she just looked at it with a smile.
It's eating and still wanting to eat.
An Ran opened the bag in front of her with some amusement, and put a thermos cup in it, the kind at home.
She was stunned, her white fingers swept over the thermos cup, and she re-untied another smaller bag inside, which contained fruit, milk, eggs, buns, and pancakes...... All in all abundant.
"Whatever you want to eat, you take it yourself." An Ran took out the rich breakfast bag separately and pushed it in front of the girl whose face was full of salivation.
"Shi Jian brought you so much breakfast, and you asked him to buy it for you?" The girl wants to eat and is a little embarrassed.
An Ran could see that her bad meaning was because it was given to her by Shi Jian.
So she directly took out a pancake that she had seen for the longest time and gave it to her, "This is for you to eat, I still have a little low-grade fever, and I can't eat such a greasy." β
"Ah, you're still having a fever?" The girl was surprised and polite, and took the pancake from her hand, "Then I'll help you eat it, how much is it, I'll give you the money." β
In the school, boarding students often ask day students to bring breakfast, and the girls guess that Enron's breakfast was delivered by Shi Jian, but they are not sure.
"No need, I'll ask you to help me eat, and I'm sorry to ask you to give me money."
An Ran waited for the girl to leave with a smile before opening the thermos cup, as soon as the lid was opened, a rich and unique aroma came to her face, and the white heat rose, she looked closer and found that the thermos cup contained angelica pigeon soup.
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Shi Jian, who was sitting on the seat and nibbling on meat buns, looked at the thermos cup in front of her, and her gentle eyes were completely puzzled, "Isn't it delicious?" β
An Ran shook his head with a smile, "I don't dare to drink." β
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"I still have a low-grade fever, and after eating this, I will probably have a high fever again."
βοΌοΌοΌβ Shi Jian's bulging face was stiffened by the buns.
Seeing that this kid really didn't understand, An Ran slowly leaned over, lowered his head and asked him softly, "Who prepared this for you?" β
Shi Jian's eyes dodged, and her ears turned red, "My mother." β
He was feeling embarrassed right now.
In the end, he is a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, even if he scores more than 90 points in every biological exam, he still can't calm down in the face of talking about girls' menstruation.
Shi Jian looked at the sky, but he didn't dare to look at the smiling eyes in front of him, and explained in a low voice, "When I went out in the morning, she gave it to me, and she said it was stewed before going to bed yesterday." β
That's why I was able to block the door early this morning and bring him the school to Enron.
An Ran couldn't laugh, "Why are you so well-behaved, you can tell whatever your mother asks." β
Even tell her mom about menstrual cramps!
She didn't feel embarrassed, but she felt more and more funny when she saw that Shi Jian was not good.
In fact, he could have avoided this embarrassment, but he didn't.
"There's nothing you can't say." Shi Jian lowered his head and continued to nibble on the buns.
I haven't taken a bite for a long time.
There's nothing you can't say, what are you doing with such a small voice?
An Ran couldn't laugh in his heart, and a warm current gushed out, and he said that Shi Jian, an honest child, has high emotional intelligence, not only understands her cold relationship with An Jia, but also knows how to care about her body.
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"Hurry up and eat this soup, don't waste it, I can't eat it."
She pushed the thermos cup in front of Shi Jian again, "The lid is not tightly covered, you should be careful not to spill the soup." β
"Can't you really eat it?" I don't know if the psychological struggle has been enough, Shi Jian can finally raise his head and look directly at An Ran's face.
"I can't." An Ran smiled, "I can only eat some light porridge, eggs, vegetables or something now, and I have to wait until the rest is ready." β
"Can't you eat fruit, bread, or milk?" Shi Jian glanced at the thermos cup in front of him, and thought of the breakfast he specially bought at the breakfast shop in the morning, and the whole person was visibly depressed.
"Unfortunately, no." Spread your hands safely.
Shi Jian thought for a while, and pushed the bowl of red dates and millet porridge in front of her in front of her, "You eat this, and the rest for me?" β
An Ran glanced at the porridge in front of him, and Shi Jian immediately explained, "I haven't eaten it yet." β
An Ran smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll give you the rest." β
"No, I'll get it myself." Shi Jian got up, put the lid on the millet porridge in front of him again, picked it up, and walked to An Ran's seat.
An Ran followed him and got up slowly.
She watched the two of them come back at the front and back tables and asked funny, "What are you doing?" Take it and take it, exchange it for it. β
Shi Jian enthusiastically brought breakfast to An Ran early in the morning, it was the first time in her life to bring her breakfast, but she brought a bunch of things that she couldn't eat, and she was already embarrassed to blush, and she was embarrassed to speak when she stood aside.
An Ran chuckled and explained, "I still have a little fever and can't eat pasta, so I went to him to change millet porridge." β
didn't give Shi Jian back the angelica pigeon soup, and she didn't know that the red date millet porridge he ate today was just what she could eat.
Shi Jian put her heart into the breakfast she brought, which she usually eats, but today she is a patient, and what she usually likes to eat has become inedible.
An Ran took out the breakfast on the table that originally belonged to him, and put it into the bag of millet porridge one by one, and repacked all the things that he couldn't eat for Shi Jian.
"Can't eat pasta if you have a fever?" An Ran's front and back tables are the same as Shi Jian, and they don't understand these, "Is this like this?" I had a fever at home, and my mom used to cook noodles for me. β
"Yes." An Ran smiled and nodded, "We have a very powerful doctor uncle in our family, he told me, I tried, it is true, eating pasta will aggravate the recovery process of the body." β
"Huh?"
"That's it!" The two people at the front and back tables had an understanding expression.
Shi Jian stood aside with a breakfast bag and asked gently, "Can you eat pasta when you have a cold?" β
He felt that the very powerful doctor Uncle An Ran said should be her family's personal doctor, Dr. Wu.
Dr. Goh is indeed very good at medicine.
Not only did Enron mention him to him from time to time, but his mother also often visited Dr. Wu's clinic.
So what Enron said is very convincing.
An Ran looked at the young man in front of him who was humbly asking for advice, thought about it, and whispered, "That soup, you better not eat it." β
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"Void is not remedied."
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"Bear with it, lest it be bad if it comes out with laryngitis or something."
As soon as the lid was lifted, she smelled the unique aroma of pigeon meat, with a hint of freshness and fragrance, revealing a feeling of warmth and comfort.
She almost didn't hold on to it, and wanted to take a drink and taste it.
Angelica pigeon soup is a good thing to replenish qi and blood, but it is really too tonic and not suitable for patients.
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Shi Jian returned to his seat without any energy in his arms holding a bunch of inappropriate breakfasts for patients.
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A bowl of sweet and glutinous red date millet porridge went down to his stomach, An Ran felt that his stomach was very ironed, his back was a little sweaty, and he was also a lot more energetic, so he considered whether to ask Shi Jian to help bring breakfast in the next few days.
While she was thinking silently, the classmate at the back table poked her back, "An Ran, there is a handsome guy watching you again!" β
βοΌβ Enron turned his head.
"Look outside." Reminder from the back table classmates.
An Ran turned his head to look out the window, An Jing and Hua Zhan were each standing at the door with a big bag of things, looking at her in unison, both of them were very tall, standing very straight, and their faces were also very good-looking, but their faces looked a little inexplicably cold, staring at her directly, their eyes Ling Ran, and they didn't smile.
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An Ran's eyebrows frowned slightly, why did these two goods come?
An Jing couldn't call her sister or persuade her mother yesterday, and her father didn't come home, and she also learned that her sister was sick and was sent a love letter, and she couldn't get through with her no matter how she sent messages and made phone calls.
The consequence of going crazy was that he not only sent a bunch of messages to Enron, but also complained fiercely to his good brother Huazhan.
Hua Zhan was very helpless, but he still endured the sleepiness and supported him:
"Since Auntie is so angry, An Ran doesn't want to come back, let An Ran continue to stay in the dormitory."
"If you're really worried, go to her class tomorrow and see her in person."
"I can't go to the dormitory, but I can still go to the class casually."
"It's not good to live in school, so wouldn't it be nice if you bought her more delicious food?"
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An Jing was angry, but still accepted Huazhan's suggestion and decided to come to his sister's class to see her the next day.
He and Hua Zhan were inseparable, and he decided to come to see Enron the next day.
Huazhan replied to the text message: "Okay, I'll go with you." β
And when I went out in the morning, I emptied the refrigerator at home, and put all the fruits that could be taken out of the refrigerator at home into bags and brought them to school.
Otherwise, the two are really good brothers.
They all know that Enron likes to eat fruits since he was a child.
This is the scene in front of me.
People are standing at the door of the first class, but the young master An who was pigeon, his anger is not so easy to dissipate.
Therefore, An Ran turned his head under the reminder of his classmates at the back table and saw a brother whose lips were pursed into a straight line and his face was not good-looking, and he felt very inexplicable and speechless-
She automatically ignored Hua Zhan, who was standing next to An Jing.
"What's that look on her face, upset to see us?" An Jing's face was not good, but his eyes were good, and after seeing An Ran's changed face, his face became even heavier.
"How do I know?" Huazhan's eyesight is obviously not as good as An Jing's.
He only looked at An Ran, looking at him and An Jing, thinking that he with high emotional intelligence should be the peacemaker of this stubborn brother and sister, and immediately raised his hand and beckoned to An Ran, "Tell her well, girls, you have to coax." β
Huazhan felt that An Ran had been not listening to An Jing's words recently, and he should be responsible for a large part of it, so he asked himself, why can't he speak so much?
When he opened his mouth, he always wanted to hit him.
This is something that Liang Qin often whispers in his ear, and Hua Zhan deeply agrees.
"The dog thing is recruiting puppies!" An Ran looked at Hua Zhan's smiling face, and his eyebrows wrinkled deeply.
What made her even more angry and funny was that her front and back tables had been fascinated by the smiling faces of the dogs, covering their faces and making nymphomaniacs, screaming in a low voice and asking her, "They're looking for you, right?" β
"It's looking for you! Both of them are so handsome! β
"Oh my God, that's so handsome."
"These two are more handsome than the one that came yesterday!"
It seems that it was indeed not Huazhan and An Jing who came to the class to look for themselves last night.
An Ran was full of black lines and quickly got up.
She'd have to get the two conspicuous bags away quickly.
Zhou Ningyue and Zhang Xiaoli rushed from the cafeteria to the classroom hand in hand holding books and papers, all the way unimpeded, but they didn't want to be blocked by two tall ones at the door of the classroom.
Zhou Ningyue reacted sensitively and immediately shouted, "Excuse me, thank you." β
Hua Zhan and An Jing gave way to the side for the first time, but because the environment was blocked, there was not much room for it, so that Zhou Ningyue and Zhang Xiaoli, who ran over, one hit Hua Zhan's back, and the other hit An Jing's arm-
"Ahh
"Bang!"
"Boom!"
The books and items that Zhou Ningyue and Zhang Xiaoli were holding in their arms, as well as the fruits that An Jing was carrying, all fell to the ground, and the scene was quite messy.
An Jing even looked at the grapefruits, apples, and boxes of blueberries and strawberries that fell to the ground due to the huge impact, and his eyes were dark.
Hua Zhan moved his hand quickly, saving his fruit, but it was also dark in front of him, he looked at the fruit rolling all over the ground, and then looked at An Ran and the stunned classmates in front of him, and his embarrassed toes were eager to pick up, regretting that he came over with An Jing early this morning.
He felt that An Jing might have been a little unlucky recently, so everything was not going well.
The audience fell silent, but soon became agitated again.
Enron was the first to squat down to pick up the fruit, the fastest grapefruit to roll from close to her.
After picking up an apple and a grapefruit, she couldn't hold more in her hand.
A bag is required.
She looked up at An Jing, only to see that he was still holding a broken rotten bag in his hand, and he was stupidly frozen in the mess in the wind on the spot, funny and speechless, not looking like he could help.
She turned her head to look at Hua Zhan again, and saw that he was helping Zhou Ningyue, and the fruit bag held high in his hand could hold a few fruits, but it couldn't hold all the fruits that fell on the ground, and she was hesitating to find someone to borrow a bag, and a person squatted down beside her.
"Install it here." Shi Jian held a large plastic bag in his hand.
"You're so quick to react." An Ran smiled and put the apples and grapefruit in his hand into his bag, "God assists." β
Shi Jian sniffed, leaned into her ear and whispered, "Your brother must be embarrassed now." β
"him." An Ran also smiled, and after squatting down and picking up a few apples and grapefruits, he felt a little dizzy, "There's an apple there, can you help me pick it up?" β
She pointed to an apple that had rolled into the middle of the classroom, at the foot of a classmate's desk.
"Okay." I don't know if I felt that she was a little unstable, but when Shi Jian got up, she added, "You can get up too, and I'll pick up the rest." β
An Ran steadied himself and stood up, walking towards the four people who were embarrassed at the door, "You didn't hit anywhere, did you?" β1314