After he finished chewing, he looked very satisfied. Then he looked at Bao Sihan, who was sitting across from him, and asked, "Mr. Bo, do you come to my sister's place to eat every day?"
He had just seen this man for the first time, and his sister had already introduced him to him. Although he had been abroad all year round, the name 'Bo Sihan' was too popular in Beicheng.
It’s hard for him to know whether he knows!
Although I was a little surprised at first, it is also a good thing for my sister to make friends with a capable and status person.
The relationship between the two seems to be very harmonious.
Bao Sihan replied calmly: "Yes."
Lu Beichen was stunned when he was picking up the rice. After finishing the food in his mouth, he said sourly: "Hey! I'm so jealous! I can eat such delicious food every day. If it were me, I would come here every day!"
Grandpa looked at him and was very amused: "I haven't seen you for so long, why are you acting like a living treasure? The house is really lively."
The three little ones also nodded, agreeing very much with what grandpa said.
Nian Nian also said, "Maybe it was too boring for my uncle to be alone in the hospital before, but now that there are many people living together, it is normal for him to talk too much."
When Lu Beichen heard this, he was very satisfied, "You still understand me every year."
He also winked at Nian Nian, making the three little ones extremely happy.
Lu Jingyu was eating aside, watching quietly, raising the corners of his lips from time to time.
"By the way, Beichen, has Xi Jue come back?" Grandpa then asked, "If you have time tomorrow, ask him to come over and have dinner with me."
Lu Beichen held the vegetables and nodded repeatedly.
After finishing lunch, he made a phone call. The old man sat drinking digestion tea and stared at him from the corner of his eyes.
Lu Xijue was woken up by his phone call. He squinted at the screen, frowned and answered the call impatiently: "Is something wrong?"
"I want to invite you to come over and have dinner with me," said the other end of the phone.
Lu Xijue was about to refuse. He had slept for an hour last night and was too exhausted to move at all.
Suddenly the other party said, "Grandpa called me." He stopped what he was about to refuse.
Grandpa called?
Then he had to agree, and after a while he replied: "Yes."
"Okay, let's do it tomorrow night. I'll send you the address later." Lu Beichen finished the task he informed and hung up the phone directly.
When he saw Lu Xijue again, Lu Jingyu looked at him with a cold expression and raised his eyebrows slightly.
Didn't he take his medicine?
Lu Xijue's face looked worse than what he had seen before. He was very haggard and tired, with heavy dark circles under his eyes and an unhealthy white color on his lips.
This time, even Lu Beichen could tell, "What's going on with you? Are you overindulging in lust?"
What is going on with this younger brother that he is so mentally weak?
Grandpa frowned, his face darkened, and he said without hesitation: "Why are you so thin after not seeing me for several years? Even if you are obsessed with art, there must be a limit. What will you do if your body collapses?"
The three little ones sat next to Lu Beichen, all staring at him curiously. This uncle's expression was so scary! He looked like someone who couldn't get enough sleep!
Lu Xijue was flanked by the two men, but his expression remained indifferent and he nodded slowly.
The reaction was slow. Now, Lu Jingyu was sure that he had not touched the medicine she gave him, but she was too lazy to say anything.
If the patient herself is unwilling to actively cooperate with the doctor's treatment, no matter how much she says or does, it will be in vain, not to mention that she doesn't like to meddle in other people's business.
There is no need for her to waste her words on those patients who want to die and voluntarily give up treatment.