"It doesn't matter." He said faintly, "please. These days have kept you busy. "

"There's nothing." Zhang bureau director cheerfully should a, "in this case, I will lead the team back. Come and have a drink in a restaurant when you have time

Fu Tingyuan smiles: "should be."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Tingyuan stood by the window, squinting his eyes and smoking for a while. Zijun came to him and said that Luonan had just woken up and asked her where Fu Tingyuan had gone.

Remembering that before she went to bed, he promised that she would wake up there. Fu Tingyuan immediately put out his cigarette and turned back to the ward.

Towards evening, the nurse brought Ronan Chu's dinner, a cooked sticky porridge.

As soon as she woke up, she couldn't eat any greasy food. In recent days, she could only drink some porridge to pad her stomach. When Ronan first saw the bowl of porridge, her face immediately collapsed: "how can I drink this stuff every time I go to hospital?"

"I'll do it." Fu Tingyuan walked in and took over the bowl on the nurse's hand, "you can't eat greasy now."

Luonan first saw him and thought that when she just woke up, Fu Tingyuan didn't know where to run. He was a little unhappy and snorted in a low voice.

"I've just been out for a while," he explained to her as he sat down on the edge of her bed, scooped a spoonful of porridge and blew it. "Someone called, afraid of disturbing you, went out to pick it up. ——Come on, open your mouth. "

Porridge is sweet, put sugar, cooked glutinous, is Luonan first like to eat the taste.

The chef in this hospital is much better than the hospital she used to be in.

Ronan was fed half a bowl of porridge by him at the beginning. He was a little bit full of it. He said to him, "I can't eat any more."

Fu Tingyuan took a look at her, raised his hand to wipe the rice grains on her lips, and then sat there eating half a bowl of porridge left over by Luonan with his head down.

Luonanchu lay there and watched him eat, "you can't eat so much. I just took a little anesthetic, and there's nothing wrong with it. You and Zijun can go out for dinner. Haven't you eaten since I woke up? "

Zijun looked at Fu Tingyuan eating the half bowl of porridge with the spoon that had been fed to luonanchu. She always thought that such a childlike Fu Tingyuan must have a taste for cleanliness, but at that time he was vomited all over by luonanchu, and he didn't have much reaction. Now that she has eaten her leftovers, she can't help thinking that Fu Tingyuan is really different from the ordinary rich second generation It's very particular. When she was a child, she even ate frogs when she joined the devil training camp. Later she came out to be a bodyguard. She saw a lot of poor and exquisite young masters. Fu Tingyuan was really a clean stream among those people.

Seeing that he didn't waste food at all, Zijun could not help feeling a little bit more.

Although it was a long time before she realized how much misunderstanding she had now. Fu Tingyuan is not fastidious. He is much more particular than the general rich second generation. He inherited 120 percent of those broken defects. It can be said that the blue is better than the blue.

"I'm not very hungry." Fu Tingyuan put down the bowl and looked at her, "do you have anything else to eat? Do you want an apple? "

Luonan first blinked his eyes, "Zijun is a girl, and I haven't eaten for a day. You're the boss. You can't be harsh on girls."

Fu Tingyuan took back his sight and said to Zijun, "you go to buy a bag of apples, and then go to dinner."