Chapter 60 In order to eat in one bite, Wen Shimo fights
"Sit down and eat together!" Qiao Ranwen smiled.
Zhou Yu immediately rushed over like a rocket and sat next to Cheng Zhiyuan.
"Wow, Miss Qiao, your cooking skills are so delicious. Simple vegetables are cooked so deliciously by you. It would be a pity that you don't open a restaurant!"
After Zhou Yu sighed, he thought of Qiao Ran's amazing medical skills. He charged two billion just to treat his boss's sweetheart. What kind of restaurant would he open?
How many dishes do you have to cook to earn 2 billion?
Thinking of this, Zhou Yu looked at Qiao Ran with even more admiration and adoration.
There is a mysterious boss who has been lurking around for many years, and I can also eat the food cooked by the boss. Life is so happy.
Zhou Yu feels that happiness in life is nothing more than this, but Wen Shimo feels that life is very hard.
Because he hasn't eaten Qiao Ran's food for seventy-seven forty-nine days.
Not only does my stomach miss me very much, but all the cells in my body are clamoring to rush over - eat!
"I'm not lying to you, isn't Qiao Ran's craftsmanship great?" Cheng Zhiyuan said with a smile.
"You didn't lie to me, Miss Qiao, your cooking skills are really amazing. This is the best meal I have ever eaten in my life." Zhou Yu quickly praised.
Watching the three of them talking and laughing, and praising Qiao Ran's cooking, Wen Shimo on the side felt even more disappointed with the food in front of him.
Especially Qiao Ran's smiling eyes when talking to them were more dazzling than these sightless meals.
Wen Shimo's black eyes flickered and he looked up.
He slowly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, pretending to accidentally fall to the ground, and at the same time knocked over the food on the table.
"Ah..." Wen Shimo, who fell to the ground, let out a painful groan.
"Mr. Wen, why did you fall!" Zhou Yu quickly put down his chopsticks and ran over to help Wen Shimo.
"I wanted to go to the bathroom. When I got out of bed, I pulled my ribs and accidentally fell to the ground." Wen Shimo explained in a painful voice.
Zhou Yu, who was holding Wen Shimo's hand, froze. Based on his understanding of his boss over the years, he would never waste time explaining such a shameful thing as accidentally falling down while going to the toilet.
Zhou Yu looked at the messy food on the floor and immediately guessed Wen Shimo's true intention.
The boss of his family wants to eat the food cooked by his ex-wife.
In recent times, the boss of his family has been injured several times because of Qiao Ran, and this time he almost lost his life.
This is what the legend says, after going around and around, you find that the couple is still the original couple, okay?
Zhou Yu had always suspected this, but he didn't dare to say it.
Afraid of being silenced by his boss.
Knowing the secret of his desire to turn around, can we still keep him alive safely?
"Mr. Wen, you are serious. I am here. You can just call me. Why do you have to get out of bed by yourself? It hurts from the fall. I will help you to the bathroom right now."
A few minutes later, Zhou Yu helped Wen Shimo out of the bathroom.
"This food has been scattered on the ground. It will take time to buy it again. Mr. Wen is a patient. Being hungry for a long time will affect his physical recovery. Miss Qiao, do you think you can let Mr. Wen sit down and eat some?" Zhou Yu begged with his eyes.
He looked at Qiao Ran.
Qiao Ran raised his head like a swan and looked at Wen Shimo outside the window, snoring in his heart.
With his skills, would he make such a low-level wrestling mistake?
It was obviously intentional just now.
"Then...okay!" Qiao Ran compromised.
Although it was intentional, his body still fell firmly to the ground.
The ribs are still broken, how could they endure so much?
Qiao Ran didn't want to see him acting like a monster, so he chose to compromise.
"No, I'm not hungry." Wen Shimo replied coldly, raising his head.
"Mr. Wen, you are a patient now, so don't lose your temper. Your health is the first priority. There are still many things waiting for you to deal with in the company." Zhou Yu begged on the side and cooperated with Wen Shimo's acting to give him
Find the steps to go down.
"Seeing as Wen's still has tens of thousands of employees waiting for me to support it, I'll make it taste a little bit harder!" Wen Shimo said and sat down next to Qiao Ran.
Zhou Yu: "..."
Since when did the boss of his family also love to perform such pretentious dramas?
Also, wouldn’t it taste a bit unpalatable if you try hard enough?
Why are the plates empty before they even pick up a few chopsticks?
Wen Shimo sat on the one-meter-wide hospital bed after eating and drinking, feeling infinitely satisfied.
This is the most enjoyable meal he has had since his divorce.
The woman's cooking skills have indeed improved, especially the clay pot of medicinal soup, which has a faint medicinal aroma, but does not taste bitter at all. Instead, it only has a salty and sweet aftertaste, which warms the stomach.
Comfortable.
Cheng Zhiyuan and Zhou Yu also sat on the sofa nearby with satisfied faces, holding their stomachs and looking enjoying themselves.
Although they didn't eat as much food as Wen Shimo, they still drank enough soup, which was enough to make them feel satisfied.
Wen Shimo looked at Qiao Ran, who was playing games on his mobile phone at the table in front, and his dark eyes flickered a few times.
"Has there been any countermeasures for Jiang Jianqing's illness?" Wen Shimo asked in a deep voice.
Cheng Zhiyuan sighed: "No, the Jiang family's eyes were swollen from crying in front of the intensive care unit. They begged us to operate on Mr. Jiang as soon as possible. But Mr. Jiang was too sick. If he moved his whole body, he would not be able to pass.
Even if we can solve the problem through surgery, we are still unable to do so."
"Life or death is determined by fate. Mr. Jiang is already eighty years old. Even if he leaves now, it would still be a happy occasion, and the Jiang family does not need to forcefully retain him." Zhou Yu expressed his opinion.
"That's true, but Mr. Jiang is the founding general of the country. As long as he is around, no one dares to touch the Jiang family. Of course, the descendants of the Jiang family want to protect him with their lives, and Mr. Jiang is indeed a good man loved by all people.
Being able to keep him alive for a few more years is also our pride as doctors, but it's a pity that my medical skills are not good." Cheng Zhiyuan said full of regret and self-blame.
"There is no end to medical skills. You are a doctor and a mortal. Mortals cannot compete with King Yama for people. Mr. Jiang is suffering from a disease. This means that Yama wants him to leave. You don't need to blame yourself." Wen Shimo comforted.
"Mr. Wen is right. Don't blame yourself for this. It has nothing to do with you." Zhou Yu agreed.
Several men chatted for a while, and Cheng Zhiyuan and Zhou Yu left the ward.
Qiao Ran walked up to Wen Shimo and ordered in a cold voice.
"Take off your clothes."
Wen Shimo knew that Qiao Ran was going to treat him, so he opened the hospital gown very cooperatively.
Because the redness, swelling and bruises had subsided a lot, Wen Shimo took off his shirt and exposed some strong and shapely chest muscles. Under the orange light, an ambiguous atmosphere spread in the air.
Wen Shimo raised his head and met Qiao Ran's twinkling eyes. He felt as if his eyes were being hit by electricity. His brain shook uncontrollably and his heart beat rapidly.
Qiao Ran also experienced Wen Shimo's feelings after coming into contact with Wen Shimo's gaze.
"Why are you dazed? Lie down!" Qiao Ran quickly scolded her in a stern voice to cover up her inner panic.
Wen Shimo immediately obeyed and quickly lay down on the bed, leaning against his heart on the bed, which was beating wildly.
Because his heart was beating too fast, Qiao Ran's hand holding the medicinal wine was shaking a little. Looking at Wen Shimo's strong and tight back, he couldn't reach out for the medicinal wine in his palm.
Qiao Ran, remember, you are a doctor, and it is your duty to treat patients.
Qiao Ran, calm down, this man has nothing to do with you anymore.
Qiao Ran, when you treat him, you are just repaying him for saving his life.
Qiao Ran, this man is your brother-in-law, you cannot have inappropriate thoughts about him.
By forcing himself to calm down like this, Qiao Ran's heart gradually calmed down, and he began to sprinkle medicinal wine on Wen Shimo's skin and perform massage with skillful movements.
Qiao Ran's mood was as calm as water, but Wen Shimo's heart could not be calm for a long time.
Wherever her slender fingers touched, Wen Shimo's skin trembled, making him feel aggrieved and in urgent need of an outlet.
But he had nowhere to vent, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it.
At the same time, I looked down on myself crazily in my heart.
He had been restraining his strength, but he didn't expect that after being massaged by a woman for a few times, he had the idea of pushing her down.
And that idea was still like wildfire. No matter how he tried to extinguish it, the spring breeze would blow it up again.
Coupled with the image of a drunken and crazy night in his mind, he couldn't put it out even if he poured a fire extinguisher with ice cubes on it.
While Wen Shimo was trying hard to fight against the demons in his body, Qiao Ran was massaging the broken skin on his shoulder. In order to allow the medicinal wine to be absorbed faster, she lowered her head and gently blew on the wound.
The warm breath, accompanied by the familiar body fragrance that suddenly approached, made Wen Shimo feel that the monsters in his body got a magical potion in an instant, and rushed out crazily from the shackles that blocked them.
Wen Shimo hugged Qiao Ran as quickly as lightning, pressed Qiao Ran under him, lowered his head and bullied him away.