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Su Jingya stood there in a daze, watching herself call a taxi to 'Deer Book' to beg the owner for a long time, only then did she borrow a small portion of the kitchen to cook the porridge.

"Master Young Master, please eat more or less. The doctor said that you haven't eaten in a long time, so you can only drink this!"

Aunt Yun made a fawning smile on her face. Unexpectedly, with a wave of Huangfu Yu's arm, "Pa ~", the bowl in Aunt Yun's hand fell heavily onto the ground.

Su Jingya was shocked by the sound, she stared fearfully at the man who was lying on the sickbed, throwing a tantrum.

"If you all continue to act like this, do you believe that I won't even lose my nutrient solution? Get out! " Huangfu Yu roared angrily.

The roar was loud and hoarse, but it was rare for him to not be confident enough.

The Aunt Yun was frightened quite badly by Huangfu Yu's words. She nodded continuously, got up and cleaned up the ward, then left hurriedly.

If Huangfu Yu did not even lose in nutrition liquid, then … Something really was going to happen.

Seeing that Su Jingya was still standing there, Aunt Yun bellowed, "What are you still standing there for? Didn't you hear what the Young Master Lord said? " If this woman doesn't kill the Lord of Young Master, she won't be willing to die, right?

Su Jingya's body shivered, this was the first time Aunt Yun got angry at her.

Lowering her eyes, Su Jingya slowly stirred the porridge in her hands. When she felt that the temperature was almost up, she sat on the edge of the bed.

Huangfu Yu felt the mattress sinking into the ground. He was just about to turn around in displeasure when his vision blurred.

Raising her eyes, she coldly looked at Su Jingya. Huangfu Yu gave a snort of disdain, and turned her face away awkwardly: "I already said, don't eat!"

Aunt Yun walked to the door, and when she saw that Su Jingya did not leave, and even stubbornly allowed Huangfu Yu to drink the porridge, she was truly enraged: If this woman does not harm Young Master Lord, will she not let this matter rest?

Just as he was about to drag her out, Zhao Yi tugged at her, signalling her to leave the sickroom with his eyes.

Aunt Yun stood there motionlessly, her expression extremely unsightly as she glared at Su Jingya viciously. She was not leaving. If this woman dared to hurt Huangfu Yu again, she would definitely fight her with all her might.

Su Jingya's eyes did not even blink as she stared straight at Huangfu Yu. She did not say anything and only maintained her posture of feeding Huangfu Yu porridge.

After a long while, Huangfu Yu snorted coldly. His attitude was still as tough as before, and there was even a hint of anger in his tone: "Say it one last time: don't eat it!"

"…" Su Jingya maintained her position, he was motionless, his arms were sore, she frowned, and said softly, "I cooked it myself!"

Huangfu Yu continued to snort coldly, "It's not like anyone begged you to make the porridge yourself!"

With that, his expression turned cold and he tried to get back into bed.

Zhao Yi and Aunt Yun stood at the doorway. They thought that Su Jingya was about to give up and leave, but they didn't expect that Su Jingya would actually …

With a "pa ~" sound, he heavily placed the bowl in his other hand on the bedside table. He pursed his lips and threatened in a small voice, "If you don't want to eat, I'm leaving —"

Huangfu Yu frowned, he stared angrily at the woman who dared to threaten him.

He was furious, and waved the spoon at his lips. The porridge in the spoon, on the other hand, happened to splash onto Su Jingya's face.

Time seemed to stop at this moment. Zhao Yi and Aunt Yun stood at the doorway, stunned by the scene before them.

Su Jingya held back her tears and stared straight at Huangfu Yu, her eyes filled with grievance. She did not wipe the congee on her face, but stubbornly continued to scoop another spoonful, and placed it next to Huangfu Yu's mouth, only to be flipped over by him once again …

Looking at the hard work of her porridge, more than half of it was already wasted. She bit her lips until Aunt Yun bellowed angrily: Su Jingya, don't you see that I, Young Master am not eating your porridge?! Hurry up and f * ck off! Don't dirty Young Master's territory! "

Hearing Aunt Yun's roar, Su Jingya silently lowered her eyelids and hesitated. In the end, she forcibly endured the tears as she slowly reached for the thermal container, turned around and prepared to leave.

However, before he could move his feet, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by a big hand. Immediately after, a hoarse and low, male voice that carried a pleading tone sounded out: "Le Le, don't go! I'll eat porridge, I'll eat porridge, what do you think?! "

Huangfu Yu glared at Su Jingya fiercely. When he got up and was about to leave, he lowered his eyelids and looked like he had been wronged … He actually opened his mouth and ate the porridge?

As Su Jingya listened to his powerless and dejected voice, the corners of her eyes grew sore. She kept having the feeling that she would cry in the next second.

She silently sat back down on the bed, pursed her lips, her eyes red. Without saying a word, she slowly scooped the remaining half a bucket of porridge into Huangfu Yu's mouth …

Zhao Yi and Aunt Yun looked at each other, and in the end, the two quietly left the ward. Right after they left, Jin Xin and the other three immediately came over, and asked worriedly: "Brother Zhao, how was it? Did the third brother eat it? "

Zhao Yi nodded, and suddenly asked: "Who called her over?"

Shui Miao had an expression of claim credit, and said rather proudly: "How about it, this move is way better than the four of you, right?" Zhao Yi and the others tried their best to move the 18 different types of martial arts over, but they could not get him to eat anything at all. They were extremely worried.

However, even a few tears would be enough to solve the problem when placed on Su Jingya's body.

Zhao Yi nodded, and said with a smile: "It is indeed very strong. Don't worry, I will reward you with rewards!"

Waving his hand, Zhao Yi saw that everyone had a face of exhaustion, he instructed: "Everyone disperse, everyone go back and rest, I'll arrange things for the hospital!"

Huangfu Yu sat on the bed, listening to the occasional splashing of water in the bathroom, and the clattering of the water. He frowned deeply, feeling depressed about what Su Jingya was doing in the bathroom.

"Su Jingya, what are you doing inside?" Huangfu Yu asked after enduring for a few times.

Su Jingya did not answer. After a long while, she finally came out with a big basin of hot water.

Having not done any heavy work for a long time and being pregnant for more than five months, Su Jingya found it extremely difficult to carry a basin of water.

She gasped for air and placed the water on the bedside of her bed. When Huangfu Yu saw this, he shouted angrily: "What are you carrying the water for? Just let the Aunt Yun and the rest come! "

After saying that, he wanted to ring the bell, but Su Jingya held down his hand, gasping for breath, sweat trickling down her nose and forehead, she said softly: "There's no need to trouble them, I can do it myself!"

"…" Huangfu Yu frowned as he stared at her.

Su Jingya grinned.

She kneeled on the ground for a while, then ran to the wardrobe and took a clean shirt and pants, then turned around and returned to the bedside. She stared at Huangfu Yu's yellow shirt, bit her lips, and pointed to his clothes.

With that, she looked at Huangfu Yu who was stunned. Her face was slightly hot.