Zhao Ting let Zhao Min pull himself out. The rice porridge was simmering slowly with a faint fragrance in the house. Zhao Min took out the medicine box and dealt with the blisters for him. While applying the medicine, he said, "are you coming to see me or adding trouble for me?"

"I want to help, too. I don't mean anything else." Zhao Ting didn't expect that he was so useless that he couldn't even cook a porridge well. He glanced at her and found that her long eyelashes were like two small fans fanning one fan after another, because she was thin during this period of time, and her face became more and more delicate.

She smelled the speech and sighed: "OK, now I see, I'm ok, you go back first."

"I'm hungry. I can't go too far for a bowl of porridge."

“…… Are you sure? "

"Of course." Zhao Ting stood up. "I think it's almost done. I'll go to Sheng."

"Oh, no, you sit down." Zhao Min stopped him, "just like you, or forget it, save me trouble again, I'll go."

Zhao Min went into the kitchen, first to deal with the mess before, and then wearing gloves to open the lid of the pot, check the situation of rice porridge inside, then turned off the fire, took out the dishes and chopsticks, filled two bowls of porridge out.

Seeing this, Zhao Ting immediately came forward and said, "I'll carry it, I'll carry it."

"I'll do it. I won't let you drop my bowl again. Take the spoon."

"Where is the spoon."

"In the first drawer under the steamer."

Zhao Ting took the spoon out, and Zhao Min went back to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and put out two dishes of small dishes, a dish of pickled mustard and a dish of fermented bean curd.

"There's nothing to eat at home. You can make do with it."

Zhao Ting looked at the bowl of light porridge and two dishes in front of him. He did not dislike it, but nodded seriously: "it looks good."

Zhao Min didn't speak. She drank porridge with pickled mustard. Maybe the hot porridge warmed her stomach and relieved her depression in the past few days. Zhao Ting didn't think it was so eye-catching. But seeing him put the whole piece of fermented bean curd into her own bowl, she was depressed: "Hey, this is not for you alone. You can save some for me."

"Take it. I didn't expect this porridge to be so delicious with sufu."

"You are so precious flowers and flowers, naturally you have not eaten this, every day, how can you look up to these." Zhao Min drooped her eyes and said faintly.

Zhao Ting smelled the speech and looked at her: "I how gold, what delicacies, you how I said a little common sense of life do not look like."

"Isn't it?"

As a result, Zhao Ting's anger suddenly came up: "it turns out that I'm so worthless in your eyes."

Zhao Min's expression is light: "am I wrong?"

Zhao Ting throws chopsticks and leaves.

Zhao Min sat at the table, listening to the door from the bang, the spoon in his hand also followed a shake, issued a crisp crash sound.

She immediately put down the spoon, pressed her temple, and let out a breath. She knew that it would irritate Zhao Ting, but she still said it. It was like a beast in her heart forcing her to say what she said. She felt that her mood was worse than before.

Zhao Ting angrily left Zhao Min's home and went downstairs. He still looked angry. It was really a dog biting LV Dongbin. He didn't know the good people.

He came to visit her with good intentions and cooked porridge for her. As a result, the woman was ungrateful and didn't say anything. She even stabbed him with words. Looking down at the gauze in his palm, he tore it apart in anger and accidentally squeezed the biggest blister among them. In an instant, he jumped his feet.

He really came here to find his guilt after he was fed up. She thought he was worthless and thought Huang Xiao was good, right? If you want to go back with him to see his parents, you can go there and don't regret it. If he meddles with rats and dogs, he won't be named Zhao!

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working hours the next day.

Fu ran met Zhao Ting at the door of the unit, and said hello to him, casually found that his face was long and angry.

"Are you ok?"

"It's OK." After answering these two words, Zhao Ting took the lead in stepping into the door of the unit.

Fu ran raised his eyebrows and followed him. He didn't ask any more questions. However, Zhao Ting seemed to be in a state of restlessness and upset all the morning. He made mistakes in the documents several times. He made him a cup of coffee and said to him, "take a rest and calm down, otherwise this job will not be done well."

Zhao Ting wiped his face and stopped talking. Finally, he took the coffee and Fu ran said with a faint smile: "Fang, can you tell me what's going on? Who made you so angry?"

Zhao Ting did not speak.

Fu ran slightly raised eyebrows: "I guess, is it doctor Zhao?"

As soon as this word came out, Zhao Ting glared fiercely. Fu ran knew that he had guessed right, and his heart was also funny. In fact, Zhao Ting didn't care about Zhao Min so much, and even his heart had been deeply influenced by her, but he didn't realize it, or didn't want to realize it. So he had to face and suffer."If you don't want to talk about it, don't say it. You can drink your coffee and work hard. I'll be busy first."

Zhao Ting looked at her back, hesitated for a moment, or called her: "wait, Fu ran, if you have time in the evening, go to see her."

"Zhao Min? What's wrong with her? "

Zhao Ting told Fu ran about the failure of her operation. As for the incident last night, she avoided the important and gave some selective remarks, including the dispute between the two people. She only said that he was meddling in his own business and was bitten by a dog.

When Fu ran heard the speech, he couldn't help but go up. Finally, he nodded and said, "OK, I know. Let's work first."

In the middle of the afternoon, Fu ran sent a message to Zhao Min and asked her to have dinner together in the evening. After a while, Zhao Min came back to say yes.

So fu ran asked her to meet at the restaurant at six o'clock in the evening. Seeing Zhao Ting looking at him all the time, Fu ran generously handed the message to him: "do you want to go together?"

"What am I going to do? You go."

Fu ran smiles and nods: "OK, I will inform you if there is news."

At six o'clock in the evening, Fu ran appeared in the restaurant on time.

Zhao Min has come and is sitting by the window. She is a little thin and looks good.

"Sorry to be late. It's a bit of a traffic jam." Fu ran put down the bag and said sorry.

"I'm not late. I'm early. Take a seat." Zhao Min smiles.

Fu ran sat down opposite her. The waiter kindly brought a glass of water and a meal list. Fu ran motioned the waiter to hand the menu to Zhao Min: "you can order it."

"Yes." Zhao Min didn't refuse, so he took a look at the menu and ordered a few dishes.

Fu ran put down his glass and looked at her with a smile.