Qi Linshan and Wang Ziyi slept in the same room. Because Qi Linshan was given diet meals alone, he did not eat them with everyone. He only ate them with everyone during indulgence meals.
Wang Ziyi had been hungry for two days, but he still refused to stand up when faced with the temptation of delicious food, as if he was truly paralyzed.
Qi Linshan sighed when he looked at his slimming meal without a drop of oil, but he still ate it happily. After all, compared to Wang Ziyi who didn't even have to eat the meal, he was happy just to be full.
Wang Ziyi looked at the food in Qi Linshan's bowl, and his stomach couldn't help but growl. Seeing Wang Ziyi start to swallow, Qi Linshan protected the food in his arms, and then turned around to eat.
Originally, the portion in the evening was small, and he was still not full, so how could he share it with Wang Ziyi? Besides, Jiang Fang must have had his reasons for not letting him eat.
If Jiang Fang finds out that he is sharing food with Wang Ziyi, he will probably be hungry tomorrow, so he might as well carry him on his back, at least he won't be so greedy.
When Wang Ziyi saw Qi Linshan protecting his food, he said disdainfully: "What I eat at home are all delicacies from the mountains and seas. How can I like your multi-grain steamed buns?"
Qi Linshan said unconvinced: "You think you are the only one who is the young master? Do you think you are the only one who eats so well? You eat well and are as thin as a monkey, how can you have the nerve to say that?"
After Qi Linshan finished eating, he put away the dishes and chopsticks obediently, sat for a while and then went for a night run. Qi Linshan felt funny when he thought of Wang Ziyi's face full of desire but arrogantly refusing to admit it.
Sure enough, a good life depends on comparison. I used to feel that I was aggrieved, but looking at it this way, I can still live a decent life. It is better than that little paralytic who is hungry, right?
Every seven days, you can have something good on the table, which is what Jiang Fang calls an indulgent meal. Recently, Jiang Fang seems to have developed some kind of fried chicken drumsticks. The soul of Qi Linshan that he ate last time is gone.
That was simply the most delicious fried chicken drumstick he had ever tasted. Now Qi Linshan's only hope is to persist for seven days, and after seven days he can eat the fried chicken drumsticks that he has always dreamed of.
I don’t know how Jiang Fang made something so fragrant that I couldn’t bear to smell it. Now just thinking about it, Qi Linshan couldn’t help but start drooling.
Looking at Qi Linshan who kept swallowing his saliva, Jiang Xiaomei said: "What bad ideas are you thinking of? I felt you were the most dishonest along the way!"
Qi Linshan said quickly: "Little sister, what day is it? I want to eat fried chicken legs. Now that I think about it, my mouth is watering!"
Jiang Xiaomei smiled and said: "Today is still the third day, and we can eat it in four days. How about it? My second sister's craftsmanship has nothing to say, right?"
Qi Linshan nodded: "Your second sister is simply not a mortal. Is she a fairy who made a mistake in the sky? How can those things become so delicious under her hands?"
That chicken drumstick is simply the most delicious chicken drumstick I have ever tasted. It is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. When you eat it, it feels like heaven. I... hiss..."
Qi Lin Shanyu started to tremble when he said it, and he felt unbearable just thinking about it.
In the room, Wang Ziyi touched his hungry belly and complained, but there was nothing in the room to prevent Qi Linshan from eating.
"Quack doctor! Why did my father still believe so much that she could really cure my leg? So why did he let me come here to starve? I have never heard that starvation can cure diseases in this world. What a quack doctor!"
Wang Ziyi cursed angrily. At this time, Jiang Fang walked in with his secret fried chicken legs. Outside the door, he could hear Wang Ziyi muttering.
Jiang Fang placed the fried chicken legs on a low table not far away, with no intention of bringing them to Wang Ziyi. After placing them, Wang Ziyi thought Jiang Fang would humiliate him as usual, but Jiang Fang left without saying anything.
Already.
Wang Ziyi looked at the fried chicken on the table and said: "Huh, aren't you going to starve me to death? Why are you willing to give me food now? I won't eat it. I'll forget it if I starve to death. It depends on how you behave with my father.
Explain!"
Wang Ziyi originally planned to just starve to death, and he wouldn't have to suffer in the Jiang family. Then it would be up to him to see how Jiang Fang's face would be disgraced.
But after sitting there for a while, the aroma of fried chicken wafted out, which made Wang Ziyi unable to control himself. The aroma was like a hand, firmly grasping Wang Ziyi's heart.
The aroma was something he had never smelled before. Even though he was very picky about food before, the meals he cooked were all made by famous chefs.
But even so, this was the first time Wang Ziyi smelled this fragrance. The golden fried chicken was constantly exuding fragrance, and Wang Ziyi's saliva instantly overflowed.
He swallowed, but in the end he could not resist the temptation of fried chicken. He slowly moved from the bed to the wheelchair, and then slowly approached the fried chicken.
The closer he got, the stronger the aroma became. Wang Ziyi kept swallowing his saliva. There seemed to be some dark red powder on the surface of the fried chicken. Wang Ziyi frowned.
Jiang Fang didn't really want to kill himself, but the poisoning was too unprofessional. It was so obvious that anyone who wasn't blind could see it, right?
But Jiang Fang didn't seem to be such a stupid person, so after a struggle, Wang Ziyi finally couldn't resist the temptation, grabbed the fried chicken and ate it.
He had been hungry for almost two days, and how could he endure such fragrant fried chicken? He finished the small fried chicken in three to five times.
After eating, he burped with satisfaction. Even he was surprised. In the past, at home, he could only eat a few mouthfuls of delicacies, but this time he actually ate them all.
Jiang Fang came in after a while. When he saw the chicken bones left, he said with satisfaction: "How is it? Is the fried chicken I made delicious?"
Wang Ziyi looked away arrogantly, Jiang Fang just smiled, and then said: "Did you feel that your legs were getting better during this time?"
Wang Ziyi frowned: "You have starved me for two days, and now you ask me if my legs are feeling better?"
Jiang Fang explained: "Although I starved you for two days, do you know why I starved you?"
Looking at Wang Ziyi's puzzled expression, Jiang Fang continued: "Your body has endured too many medicines, and they are all in a mess in your body, so you haven't gotten better.
In fact, your legs are not paralyzed. It’s because too many kinds of drugs have been mixed together, so you can’t feel anything. It’s almost been drained out in the past few days, so I came to ask how your legs feel now.”
Wang Ziyi was dubious and tried to move his leg, but he still didn't feel anything, so he asked, "When will my leg get better?"
Jiang Fang said: "When you truly believe in me."
After saying that, he left. In fact, what Jiang Fang just said was a lie. He just wanted to deceive Wang Ziyi's brain and make him believe that his legs were salvageable, so that it would be easier to inspire him to stand up in the future.