Ye Wangchuan handed the little bun in his arms to Gu San and asked Gu San to carry him to the bed to sleep.
While pouring a glass of water for Qiao Nian, he handed it over.
His finger bones were beautiful, and the glass water cup with the print on it was particularly clean and charming. Qiao Nian blinked and said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."
Then he took the cup from his hand, raised his head and drank a whole glass of water, feeling like he was alive again.
She was so tired that she didn't even want to say anything. She put the cup on the table and said to the two people in the living room, "I'll go up and take a nap."
"Go ahead, I'll make you some porridge. I'll call you when it's ready." Ye Wangchuan took off his windbreaker jacket, revealing a thin black sweater underneath. The smooth waist and abdomen lines under the sweater seemed to be seducing someone.
Jiang Li frowned frequently as he watched.
It's a pity that Qiao Nian didn't have the energy to appreciate it. She was very tired now, so he thanked her and went upstairs.
…
downstairs.
Jiang Li watched Qiao Nian go upstairs. Hearing the sound of the door closing upstairs, he hurriedly caught up with the man who rolled up his sleeves and walked to the kitchen.
"Master Wan, what happened this afternoon? Why did Chenchen fall down? How could Nian Nian perform an operation on Chenchen...?"
He was almost frightened to death when he heard Qiao Nian operating on Ye Qichen at night.
Ye Qichen is the darling of the Ye family. If the operation does not go smoothly, how can Niannian bear the responsibility?
Ye Wangchuan dug out the pork liver and shrimps from the refrigerator, carried the things around him and walked into the kitchen. He had already put on his apron very skillfully, and rinsed the things he had just taken out of the refrigerator under water.
While listening to Jiang Li keep nagging in his ear: "Master Wan, you should pay attention to me, what is going on!"
Ye Wangchuan chopped the washed shrimps into pieces with a knife. His hands were beautiful, his finger bones were even and there was no excess fat, and his fingers were slender. It was a pleasure to watch him cook.
It's a pity that this leisurely scene fell into the eyes of Jiang Li, whose nose was about to burst into flames, and he wanted to take the knife away from him.
"Master Wan!"
Ye Wangchuan was so noisy that he had a headache. He filled a casserole with half a pot of water, poured down the rice, and turned on the fire on the stove. The blue flame burned quietly on the casserole.
He then turned to look at the people in the kitchen, leaned against the closet and said, "Chenchen fell down the stairs of the hospital. The people who were with him at the time insisted that he fell accidentally, so how did he fall?"
Go down, I have to investigate before I can tell you clearly."
Jiang Li: "Read..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Ye Wangchuan seemed to know what he wanted to ask. His bloodthirsty eyes narrowed slightly, his eyelashes narrowed, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "As for Qiao Nian, thanks to her, Chenchen is safe today.
"
So what he said was like saying nothing.
Jiang Li was still confused as to what happened in the afternoon, and Ye Wangchuan had already kicked him out of the kitchen.
After being kicked out of the kitchen by him, Jiang Li felt like there were needles growing under his buttocks. He wanted to find someone to ask, but in such a huge villa, not to mention people, not even a single person was interested in him.
He sat on the sofa for a while, watching the people in the kitchen cooking the porridge and going up to the second floor.
He stood up quickly.
About to follow.
I want to ask again.
Suddenly, he saw the cell phone that Mr. Wang had left on the table light up, as if someone was calling him.
"Who's calling you so late?" Jiang Li muttered as he walked over, picked up his phone and looked at it, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched hard.
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