Chapter 1150： Mother who loves her daughter

Mother Zhao was afraid of Ye Chen's embarrassment, and sighed and said: "You young people's affairs, you can handle it yourself."

The reason why Ye Chen didn't speak was because he didn't want to deceive the old man. Now his feelings for Zhao Ziwei are indeed not between men and women.

The reason why she said that to Mother Zhao yesterday was that she wanted Zhao Ziwei to go back to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible.

After all, this matter was caused by his Ye Chen, so he must heal Zhao Ziwei so that he would not feel guilty in his heart.

"Well, Ye Chen, the oily smoke here is quite big, you should wait outside." Mother Zhao said with a smile.

Ye Chen walked out of the kitchen and sat on the sofa looking at the phone.

Suddenly hearing a bang, he hurried into the kitchen to see Mother Zhao sitting on the ground in pain, and the vegetable bowls next to him were knocked over to the ground.

Ye Chen carefully helped Zhao's mother to the sofa and let her sit down and rest.

Seeing Zhao's mother's face pale as paper, Ye Chen asked anxiously: "Auntie, what's the matter with you?"

"It's okay Ye Chen, I'm just a little ill, so I can rest for a while." Zhao Muqiang said with a smile on his face.

At this moment, Zhao's mother was full of sweat on her forehead due to pain.

"Auntie, how long have you been like this, you have to go to the hospital to see it." Ye Chen said hurriedly.

Seeing that Zhao's mother had been clutching her appetite, and the pain was so severe, Ye Chen suddenly became a little anxious.

"Isn't it the same when I saw it? When people get old, there will always be problems like this, and it won't get in the way."

Suddenly she looked at Ye Chen and said, "Ye Chen, don't let Ziwei know about this matter. I'm afraid she will be anxious. Now she is still living in the hospital. She must have a good mood to get the wound healed quickly. stand up."

"Don't worry about this, I won't tell Ziwei, but your illness can't be delayed." Ye Chen frowned and said.

Mother Zhao did not speak, but sat there panting.

Ye Chen could think that Mother Zhao must be very painful at this moment, and wanted to endure the pain.

Seeing Zhao's mother so considerate of her daughter, Ye Chen was also moved.

This is really pitiful to the parents of the world.

After a while, Mother Zhao got up from the sofa, and then walked towards the kitchen again.

Seeing Mother Zhao's actions, Ye Chen hurriedly stopped her and said, "Auntie, you should have a good rest. Let me do it."

Although I don't know what Ye Chen's cooking level is, Zhao's mother really doesn't have the strength to cook anymore.

"Okay, Ye Chen, then I will trouble you." Mother Zhao apologized.

Ye Chen walked into the kitchen and put the vegetables scattered on the ground into the basin again, and then rinsed it with water.

After the vegetables and meat were washed and cut, Ye Chen started cooking.

Mother Zhao sat on the sofa and looked at the busy figure in the kitchen uncomfortably.

In Zhao's mother's impression, young people cook too little.

She originally wanted to cook a meal for her daughter, but she was upset by her old problems, and she was really anxious and angry in her heart.

After a while, a scent wafted from the kitchen.

This scent made Zhao's mother slobber.

Ye Chen put the fried dishes one by one on the plate and brought them out.

Looking at the delicious dishes, Zhao's mother also showed a surprised expression on her face.

Nowadays, there are very few young people who can cook, and there are really very few who cook so well.

Mother Zhao saw that Ye Chen really liked it more and more.

The dishes on the table include sweet and sour pork ribs, chicken meatballs, fried lotus root, tomato and egg and seaweed and egg soup.

Four dishes and one soup, meat and vegetables match, it can be seen that Ye Chen made it with heart.

If Ye Chen is the daughter's boyfriend, then she would be relieved.

"Ye Chen, your cooking skills are too good, just like a chef in a big restaurant. Did you learn it outside?" Zhao Mu asked.

"No, it's just that sometimes I do it blindly at home." Ye Chen scratched his head and said.

Ye Chen is someone who has a god-level cooking skill, let alone this kind of home cooking, even western food is a piece of cake for him.

"Very good, very good, young people like you rarely cook." Mother Zhao looked at Ye Chen and smiled.

Then she put the dishes into the lunch box separately, and then said: "Ye Chen, let's go."

"Auntie, don't go if you are not feeling well now, the crape myrtle in the province is worried." Ye Chen persuaded.

Ye Chen did make sense. Mother Zhao was also afraid of her daughter seeing her ugly face, but Mother Zhao knew the condition of her body, and it could be said that she lived one day less.

She is going to see her daughter no matter what.

"Ye Chen, I have nothing to do. You go downstairs and drive first, and I will walk downstairs slowly." Mother Zhao said while looking at Ye Chen.

"Auntie, or I will carry you downstairs." Ye Chen said hurriedly.

"No, no, it's not that I can't walk, I just walk slowly." Mother Zhao waved her hand and said.

After all, Ye Chen is not her uncle, how could he bother others to carry her downstairs, Zhao's mother still has this measure in his heart.

Seeing Zhao's mother insisting on refusing, Ye Chen no longer insisted, so he had to drive downstairs first according to her wishes.

After waiting for nearly ten minutes, Mother Zhao walked downstairs.

It might be because it hurts too much. The sweat has wetted her clothes.

"Auntie, let's go." Ye Chen said as he helped Zhao's mother into the car.

Ye Chen drove in the direction of the hospital.

When the car was parked, Ye Chen was supposed to support Zhao's mother, but Zhao's mother waved his hand.

Helpless, he could only let Mother Zhao walk in front, and he followed behind to prevent Mother Zhao from being unwell.

In this way, Mother Zhao came to the door of the ward with difficulty. She tidyed her messy hair, relaxed for a while, and walked in.

Seeing her daughter lying there, Zhao's mother felt very distressed: "Ziwei, how are you feeling today?"

"Mom, why are you here again? Didn't you not let you come?" Zhao Ziwei said with a distressed look.

"No, I'm here with Ye Chen. I am also thinking about you at home, so I might as well go to the hospital and feel more at ease." Mother Zhao stroked her daughter's head and said.

"By the way, Ziwei, my aunt made you your favorite dish." Ye Chen said as he took out the lunch box.

Once opened in this way, a smell of food wafted out.

"It smells so good, my greedy worms are coming out soon, and I feel a little hungry now." Zhao Ziwei said with her tongue out.

"Then hurry and eat while it's hot." Mother Zhao smiled.

Just after taking a bite, Zhao Ziwei suddenly widened her eyes and said, "Mom, you are good at cooking. Now cooking is getting better and better."

Hearing her daughter's praise, the smile on Mother Zhao's face disappeared. This meal was not made by her at all but by Ye Chen.

If you let your daughter know, you will definitely worry about her again.

"Yeah, Ziwei, look at how hard auntie is. She went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables and cook for you. You have to respect her." Ye Chen looked at Zhao Ziwei and said.

At this moment, Mother Zhao's face became a little ugly, Zhao Ziwei didn't notice it, but Ye Chen did.