"Huh--"

Tutu felt her head hurt. She didn't know how much she drank last night, and her head still felt like needles pricking her head.

No, this is not where I live?!

Tutu hurriedly stood up, lifted up the old-looking quilt on the bed, took a look, and saw that all the clothes were there, and couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he looked around. This seemed to be Lin Chu's home?

"you're awake?"

Lin Chu pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing that Tutu had straightened up, he couldn't help but said, "You were drunk last night. I don't know where you live, so I can only leave you here. This is

My parents' room used to be."

"Thanks,"

Looking at the traces of treated filth on the ground, Tutu hurriedly said, "I'm really sorry for causing you trouble."

Lin Chu smiled and said, "It's nothing. Everyone has a bad mood sometimes."

"Get up and wash up. I'll make something for you to eat."

"Thanks."

Tutu said subconsciously, and when Lin Chu went out, he breathed a long sigh of relief, then got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Looking at the vomit-stained clothes placed in the corner of the bathroom, Tutu couldn't help but blush. She was the only one who drank too much last night, which meant that thing...

When Tutu came out of the bathroom and saw Lin Chu cooking in the kitchen, Tutu couldn't help but say, "I'm sorry..."

"I told you it doesn't matter." Lin Chu smiled back at her.

"I mean throwing up all over you."

Lin Chu's hand froze for a moment, and then he said, "It's understandable."

"Can you still cook?"

Looking at Lin Chu who was pinging and pinging like a chef, Tutu couldn't help but said curiously.

In today's society, there are not many people who can cook, and men who can cook are even rarer.

At least few of the people she had met before could cook.

"I only know how to cook noodles and fried rice with eggs." Lin Chu shook his head. If he was talking about real cooking, it would be fine, but the taste was not very flattering.

Soon, the hot egg fried rice was placed on two plates, steaming and arranged into a golden piece on the plate.

Lin Chu put two plates on the table next to him, "Let's make do with it. I can only make this, otherwise I'll make noodles."

"It smells so good."

Tutu took a deep breath, and then said with satisfaction.

No matter the aroma or color, it is completely different from the egg fried rice outside.

The golden eggs are mixed with the rice that exudes the fragrance of rice. The rice grains are separated and wrapped around the golden eggs. They are fluffy and soft, and they look like rice harvested in autumn.

"I didn't expect you to have such good cooking skills." Tutu picked up the spoon next to him and couldn't wait to take a bite. He only felt the fragrance lingering on his lips and teeth. It was a kind of takeaway from outside, which is completely incomparable.

.

"If you cook more, it will naturally taste better." Lin Chu smiled, but didn't care much.

"Your skills are probably comparable to those of a chef in a five-star hotel." Tutu said aloud while eating.

In the past, she followed others and ate a lot of good food, and the egg fried rice tasted really good.

"I know how to make fried rice with eggs." Lin Chu smiled.

"Why?" Tutu asked curiously.

"Because my ex-girlfriend likes to eat."

Lin Chu was stunned for a moment, and then said slowly.

"Later she broke up with me, and for a period of time, I always thought she would come back to me, so I made a portion of egg fried rice every day, and when it was ready, I put it in the refrigerator, one serving a day.

When the refrigerator was full, I took out what I made at the beginning, dumped it, and then continued to put it in. Although she didn't come back in the end, I still practiced the skill of making egg fried rice, which is pretty good."

Tutu opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she didn't say anything. If there was someone who could do this for her, she would never leave.

It's a pity that no one has ever treated her like this since she was a child.

In just a short while, the egg fried rice was completely eaten.

Tutu stood up and said, "I'm really grateful for what happened last night."

"nothing,"

Lin Chu smiled, stood up and put away the dishes, "Everyone has bad days. Remember to take your beer with you when you leave."

"clear."

Tutu responded, then picked up the beer that Lin Chu had put aside and turned around to go out.

She still has a debt of 200,000 yuan that needs to be repaid, but she has no time to continue sitting here.

Hearing the crisp sound of closing the door, Lin Chu couldn't help but sigh. Two hundred thousand yuan was nothing to him, but if he really gave Tutu two hundred thousand yuan for no reason, it would only be to Tutu.

It's just a different creditor.

For her, it may not have much impact.

In the hospital, Zhao Yalin is taking care of her daughter, caring.

After a period of recuperation, Caring's body recovered quickly and he could barely walk on the ground.

"Come on, let's see what good things mom has prepared for you."

Zhao Yalin placed the thermos bucket brought from home next to the bed, carefully opened the lid, and the alluring aroma came out.

"It's chicken soup." There was also a smile on the concerned face, "Did mom make chicken soup for me?"

"It's not just chicken soup, it's also ginseng."

Zhao Yalin smiled and then served a bowl of soup to his daughter.

"Come and have a taste."

“Delicious.”

Caring was half lying on the bed, drinking sip after sip, and suddenly said, "Mom, I think I have a nosebleed."

"ah?"

Zhao Yalin raised his head suddenly, and then saw blood flowing out of his daughter's nose, "Is she angry?"

While talking, Zhao Yalin took out some toilet paper and hurriedly wiped it, but no matter how he wiped it, the blood couldn't stop flowing down.

"Mom, I'm so hot. I feel like there's a fire burning in my heart."

"Am I going to..."

"No, no..."

Zhao Yalin wiped his nosebleed, his eyes fell on the chicken soup, and he shouted quickly, "Nurse, nurse, come here quickly! Something happened!"

"What's wrong?"

After a while, a nurse rushed in. This was one of the patients asked to be taken care of by the superiors. Naturally, they did not dare to neglect it.

"My daughter had a nosebleed that couldn't stop, and she said she felt like there was a fire in her heart."

"Is there something wrong with my daughter?"

"Nosebleed? Can't stop?"
Chapter completed!