"What happened to doctor Qian?"

I don't understand why Jiang Miaomiao mentioned Qian Mengting at this moment. Yan Sheng's face was full of puzzlement,

"She is my mother's attending doctor. I need to find her about her illness."

"I don't mean that."

Remembering Qian Mengting's eyes at Yan Sheng every time and those pretending to be intimate, Jiang Miaomiao felt uncomfortable and frowned,

"I think she has that feeling for you. Every time she sees you, she wants to write all her likes and admirations on her face."

"How is it possible?"

Hearing this, Yan Sheng denied Jiang Miaomiao's guess and explained,

"You really think too much, misty. Doctor Qian is my mother's attending doctor. I contacted him entirely to discuss my mother's condition. People also want to take care of my mother from the bottom of their heart. Compared with the two people, how can these have something to do with me, let alone like me!"

"Why is it impossible? Women know women best. If they like a person, their eyes can't deceive others. She just looks at you wrong, not once or twice. I may not see it if she hides it a little. But she can't even hide it. It's so obvious. "

"Misty, don't think so much, okay?"

For Yan Sheng, he doesn't recognize Jiang Miaomiao at all.

Qian Mengting can sacrifice his time to take care of his mother. He doesn't know how to thank others.

Now hearing Jiang Miaomiao's speculation about Qian Mengting's mind, Yan Sheng couldn't bear it, and his tone couldn't help getting heavier,

"That night, doctor Qian really talked with me about my mother's condition and whether to have an operation. There's no other meaning. Don't think about it, okay? Trust me and doctor Qian, can you, misty? "

"How can I believe it? She doesn't look at you right at all. It's full of love and admiration! "

Jiang Miao is in a hurry.

"You've been too sensitive recently. Well, if there's anything you want to discuss with me in your previous life, can I tell you in advance? Or if you come with me, I won't have any contact with my mother except to discuss her illness, okay? "

“……”

Speaking of this, Jiang Miaomiao didn't know what to say to respond.

No matter how he said it or analyzed it, Yan Sheng would not believe his intuition. He even felt that he was making trouble for nothing and wronged Qian Mengting.

Just, what else can I say?

The relationship that was not easy to ease has now become stiff again.

"Miao Miao, don't be angry about this, OK? Doctor Qian is just taking care of my mother. How can he think of me? "

"It's up to you, believe it or not."

"Come on, misty."

Unable to find the reason, Yan Sheng felt that Jiang Miaomiao was making trouble without reason.

Considering that the relationship between the two people could not continue to be deadlocked, Yan Sheng finally took the lead in lowering his head, jokingly gathered up in front of Jiang Miaomiao and said with a smile,

"Well, well, don't say that. I haven't seen the movie you recommended to me last time. Shall we go home and watch the movie together now? "

"I'm so busy that I haven't eaten yet. Why don't we go home first, you eat with me and I cook?"

"Don't you like my cooking best? Now go back and I'll make all the food you like and apologize! "

Still reluctant, or too deep feelings.

Hearing the last few words, Jiang Miaomiao finally had some reaction.

After looking up and carefully observing Yan Sheng, Jiang Miaomiao found that he had really lost a lot of weight recently, and the fatigue of his eyes could not be covered.

Yan Sheng is now running at both ends of the hospital and home, taking care of Yan's mother and her mood. It's hard enough.

Now I still quarrel with him for three or two days, increasing his pressure.

Even the iron body can't stand the toss of this frequency.

For a moment, the tip of Jiang Miaomiao's nose was a little sour, and the sadness poured into her heart. She nodded hard,

"OK, let's go back."

"Good, my dimness!"

Yan Sheng felt Jiang Miao's head contentedly.

"You see you are thin now. Haven't you had a good meal during this time?"

"If you eat alone, how can two people eat delicious. You're not with me either. I'm too lazy to eat alone. "

"That can't be the reason why you don't eat. If you don't take good care of your body, what will you take care of me?"

Broken read, nagging, this is his emptiness, the most real emptiness!

"Can you stop cooking so many tricks in the future?"

"What?"

Seeing Jiang Miaomiao suddenly becoming serious, Yan Sheng, who had just picked up chopsticks, was at a loss,

"Yes, is it not to your taste?"

"No, it's good for my appetite."

After that, Jiang Miaomiao silently handed Yan Sheng his empty bowl, and Wei qubaba said,

"Just because I have a good appetite, I can't control my appetite. According to your current feeding method, before long, I may become a fat man!"

"You, you really are..."

Hearing this, Yan Sheng, who reacted, immediately couldn't laugh or cry.

Just now he was so serious that he once thought that he had caused great trouble because of his careless arrangement.

"Fat, what's the matter? It's white and fat. How festive it looks! "

“……”

This meal was not an ordinary meal.

When Jiang Miaomiao sat on the sofa feeling his round stomach to "eat", Yan Sheng with an apron was still busy in the kitchen.

"Miao Miao, I'm going to the hospital to see my mother later. Do you want to come with me?"

Yan Sheng asked tentatively.

"For a minute?"

"Well, I'll send her some rice. I'm tired of eating outside. I said I wanted to change my taste."

"Well."

Looking at the time on the clock, Jiang Miaomiao stood up with his arm on the sofa,

"Let's go together. I haven't seen my aunt in the hospital for a long time."

……

"Sheng'er, you're coming!"

It seemed that she was too stuffy in the hospital. When she heard the footsteps at the door, Yan's mother lying on the hospital bed immediately sat up. When she saw the lunch box in Yan Sheng's hand, her eyes lit up,

"What delicious food did you bring to mom? It's always like that in the hospital. I'm almost sick. Let mom see what you brought! "

"Aunt."

When Yan's mother, who was pulling the lunch box, heard the sound, the action in her hand followed a lag, changed and raised her head.

I don't know whether the food affected my mood or because Yan Sheng was here, Yan's mother rarely smiled at Jiang Miaomiao,

"Miaomiao is coming too. Sit down, sit down."

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