The devil is weak and frail

Chapter 59 The Delicate and Weak Little Cook × Double-Faced Hero (5)

Zhiheng stood in front of Uncle Li without a trace, stretched out his hand to take the two bowls of rice porridge from Uncle Li, smiled slightly and said, "Uncle Li, I'll bring it in by myself, you can take out the fried dough sticks for me first. "

Uncle Li didn't notice Zhiheng's abnormal behavior at all, so he gave a foolish smile and reminded Zhiheng to be careful of hot hands.

"Doctor Zhi, be careful, it's hot just out of the pan."

Zhiheng responded, and then walked into the medical hall with two bowls of porridge, put the bowls on the table, and hurried back outside the medical hall.

Coincidentally, Zhiheng happened to meet Uncle Li who was about to walk inside with the fried dough sticks in hand. The scene was repeated again. Zhiheng took the fried dough sticks from Uncle Li and calmly said to Uncle Li, "I'll just carry it in by myself." Alright, Uncle Li, keep busy."

Uncle Li finally found out that something was wrong, he stared at Zhiheng strangely for a long time, finally there were still guests, so Uncle Li gave up.

Zhiheng hurriedly closed the door, and Uncle Li outside saw Zhiheng's appearance of having no silver 300 taels, he was a little bit dumbfounded.

Doctor Zhi, who looks gentle and jade-like on the outside, who would have imagined that he is actually a simple big boy in his heart.

After Zhiheng entered the room, his face turned cold. He walked towards the cubicle with a bowl of porridge, and put the porridge on the table with a neither good nor bad attitude, "Eat it by yourself."

Jiang Min, who was lying motionless on the hospital bed and was forced to lie flat, was stunned for a moment, she hurriedly called Zhiheng: "Hey, stop, how can I eat by myself?"

Zhiheng left without even thinking about it, leaving Jiang Min lying on the hospital bed alone, furious.

After a while, Jiang Min could only smell the rice outside, facing a bowl of white porridge, and still could only see if he couldn't eat it!
Just when Jiang Min was about to sit up cruelly, Zhiheng walked in, and he walked in facing the light. Jiang Min's eyes lit up, and he stared at Zhiheng with aggrieved eyes.

Unexpectedly, Zhiheng didn't even give her a look, the handsome young man in white clothes walked up and down in front of Jiang Min, but he just didn't give her a look.

Jiang Min was helpless and somewhat helpless.

She said, "Help me."

Zhiheng turned his head, and saw Jiang Min's bright eyes staring straight at him, like a cat's.

Zhi Heng's heart skipped a beat, he gritted his teeth and picked up the bowl angrily.

I owe you in my previous life.

In order to cover your whereabouts, my hands were red from the heat, and now I have to work tirelessly to serve you and feed you!
"Open your mouth!"

Seeing Zhiheng's sulking and angry look, Jiang Min thought it was a little funny, and she said, "What's your name?"

Zhiheng remained silent, and handed the spoon to Jiang Min's mouth.

Jiang Min opened his mouth slightly, and after eating a spoonful of rice porridge, Zhiheng slowly said, "Zhiheng."

Jiang Min also introduced himself with a smile: "My name is Jiang Min."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhiheng stuffed another spoonful of rice porridge into Jiang Min's mouth, and said impatiently: "Eat quickly, stop talking nonsense, I have to see a doctor today."

Jiang Min nodded obediently, and finished the rice porridge spoonful by spoonful.

Holding the empty bowl, Zhiheng's face gradually softened, and he helped Jiang Min tuck the quilt in a good mood.

Jiang Min smiled obediently, and she asked, "I also want to eat fried dough sticks tomorrow."

Zhiheng directly and seriously refused, "No, you can't eat greasy food for your injury, and you'll still be porridge tomorrow."

Jiang Min pursed his lips, Zhiheng comforted Jiang Min perfunctorily: "When you recover from your injury, you can eat anything, just bear with it for now."

Jiang Min nodded: "Then will you accompany me?"

(End of this chapter)