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After speaking, he turned to look at Yan Xia: "In this short period of time, you family members should pay attention to his diet and make it lighter."

Yan Xiagang wanted to explain.

Leng Zhi'an smiled and said, "Doctor, don't worry, she has always been very considerate."

After saying that, he winked at Yan Xia.

Yan Xia was left speechless.

When I first met Leng Zhian, he was not like this.

It seems difficult to get close to someone, why is it different now?

The doctor wrote the order and asked Yan Xia to take Leng Zhian to the place where the plaster was applied.

can't.

Yan Xia could only run around with Leng Zhi'an.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening when I sent Leng Zhian home.

"Then I'll go back first."

Leng Zhi'an's residence in Mocheng is a large flat, located in the center of the city.

The 360-degree windows allow people to have an unobstructed view of the city's prosperity.

Yan Xia helped him sit down on the sofa.

"Thank you for today, then I will go back first."

Just as she was about to leave, Leng Zhi'an stopped her again.

"and many more."

Yan Xia paused and looked back at him: "Is there anything else?"

Leng Zhi'an looked at her from bottom to top and shook his bandaged arm.

"I haven't finished eating yet, I can't do it now."

He asked Yan Xia to do this for him.

Yan Xia frowned and looked around: "Don't you have an aunt at home?"

Hearing this, Leng Zhi'an chuckled: "I am not Si Jinghuai. I have been well-dressed and well-fed since I was a child."

"I've always done my own thing."

He sighed and added, "But I really can't do it now."

When he said this, his tone was somewhat pitiful.

Yan Xia knew that Leng Zhian did it on purpose.

But for a while, I couldn't find a reason to refuse.

She paused and asked, "Then what do you want to eat?"

"Anything is fine."

Leng Zhi'an raised his head and pointed towards Yan Xia in the direction of the kitchen and said, "There is food in the refrigerator. You can help me make some."

Yan Xia was about to order takeout but stopped.

After glancing at Leng Zhi'an, his eyes fell on his tightly bandaged arm.Finally, he compromised and put down his bag.

I walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator and took a look.

There are quite a few dishes in the refrigerator.

But at this point, cooking is obviously not realistic.

Yan Xia thought for a while and took out the noodles from the refrigerator.

I cooked a bowl of tomato and egg noodles for Leng Zhian.

The red soup is accompanied by yellow and white noodles and eggs, and sprinkled with a handful of chopped green onions.

No matter how you look at it, you have an appetite.

Yan Xia is actually not very good at cooking, but she looks like she can barely eat.

She brought the noodles to the table.

"All right."

Leng Zhian went back to the bedroom and changed into a set of home clothes.

Looking at the food in front of the table, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "I didn't realize that you still have this skill."

After a pause, Leng Zhian asked again: "You won't poison the noodles, right?"

Yan Xia: "..."

She was speechless, but she also pulled the corners of her lips and gave Leng Zhi'an a sinister smile.

"I really wanted to let it go, but it's a pity I didn't bring it with me."

"Next time definitely."

Seeing her sharp reply, Leng Zhi'an chuckled.

Sit down at the table.

Looking at the chopsticks on his right hand, he looked at Yan Xia with a pleading look.

His injured right hand made it difficult to eat.

Yan Xia took a step back.

The voice was a bit cold: "Leng Zhi'an, you've had enough, you can't let me feed you."

Leng Zhi'an pursed her lips: "Is this your attitude towards your savior?"

Yan Xia breathed out a breath.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Then I'll hire a nanny for you and wait."

After saying that, she took out her mobile phone.

Before I could edit the message and send it out, I saw a message that my phone hadn’t had time to read.

See the sender's phone number.

Yan Xia's face turned slightly pale for a moment. (End of chapter)