After being universally criticized online, he cultivates immortality and farms to lead his motherlan

Chapter 139 You wouldn't happen to be Jian Ning, would you?
"Ningning, I feel like my stomach is about to burst from hunger," Zhang Nan said pitifully.

Jian Ning laid out the dishes one by one, chuckled, and said, "Eat up."

Zhang Nan picked up his rice bowl and began to wolf down his food, saying between bites, "This chicken is so delicious! I haven't had such flavorful food in a long time."

"I'm glad you like it. If there's anything you'd like to eat tonight, just tell me and I'll make it for you."

After Jian Ning finished speaking, she sat down on a chair and felt like she was being watched. She looked up suddenly and saw that the girls on the two beds next to her were staring at her.

When Jian Ning looked over, they all looked away and began to look around.

The girl in bed 38 muttered to herself, "Wow, it smells so good."

This dog's flu has kept her from eating a proper meal for days. She has no appetite at all, and eating anything gives her diarrhea, so she doesn't dare to eat much.

The girl in bed 37 swallowed, then swallowed again.

Damn, the aroma of this food is wafting so far! Why is my sister taking so long to buy lunch? She's still not back!
Zhang Nan ate with great relish and couldn't help but comment: "This tofu is so tender, the chicken soup is so delicious, and the red cabbage is so crisp and fragrant. It's so good, I feel like I could eat two more big bowls."

The people in the two beds next to each other couldn't help but steal glances over from time to time, their faces gradually turning a little red.

It smells good, but don't talk about it. The more you talk about it, the more tempting it becomes. It's torture!

After Zhang Nan finished eating, the two girls' families finally returned with food.

The girl's mother said sweetly, "Honey, I know you can't eat much, so I brought you a bowl of porridge. Please drink some."

The girl in bed 38 pursed her lips, unable to hold back any longer, and said, "Mom, I want to eat chicken and tofu."

The girl's mother refused, saying, "You can't eat that. The doctor told you to eat a bland diet."

When the girl in bed 37 saw her sister, she immediately got up and said, "Sis, hurry up, I'm so hungry, ugh, I'm starving."

Her sister pulled out the table, looking disgusted, and said, "You're usually not enthusiastic about eating, what's wrong with you today? I just ate two extra bowls of rice and wasted a little time, but you're like a starving ghost reincarnated."

The girl in bed 37 took a deep breath, wanting to explain, but found it difficult to explain, so she sighed and said, "Never mind, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

The aroma of the food wafted straight into her nose.

With Zhang Nan constantly praising him, even the dead would get up, eat a bite of food, and then die again.

That's how she was; her appetite was whetted.

She opened the lunchbox, broke off the disposable chopsticks, picked up some chicken from the lunchbox and ate it, then spat it onto the lid of the lunchbox the next second.

"Ugh, this chicken tastes awful."

Then she ate a piece of celery and dried tofu. "Ugh, this celery tastes like boiled celery. It's awful."

No, no, none of these flavors are right. Why are all these dishes so awful?

The aroma of food wafting from bed 39 had whetted her appetite.

Why couldn't she eat a single bite of this meal?

Her sister didn't know what was wrong with her today. One minute she was saying she was starving, but then she put the food in her mouth and spat it out. "Xue Jiajia, what's wrong with you?"

The girl in bed 37, Xue Jiajia, looked up at her sister with a wronged expression. "Sister, this food is really awful. Can you cook me something delicious yourself?"

"You're such a busybody," her sister said through gritted teeth.

Xue Jiajia began to recount things from their childhood: "You used to ask me to buy you spicy ice cream from the corner store, and I never refused. You asked me to serve you tea and water at home, and I never refused. I was your most loyal servant. Think about it, I can't eat any of this food. If you cook something delicious, I'll eat more, and maybe I'll get better. If you lose me, you'll regret it."

Her sister gave a fake smile: "I know, my loyal servant, I'll make it for you."

night.

Xue Jiajia's eyes lit up as she watched her sister bring over the insulated lunchbox, and she eagerly took a bite.

"Ugh~"

Her sister: "Xue Jiajia! No matter how awful it is, you'd better swallow it!"

Xue Jiajia cried out, "Sister, I really can't do it!" Just then, Jian Ning walked in from outside the ward carrying a lunchbox.

Zhang Nan was eating melon seeds; he had been sick and had no time to care about others.

She is now full of energy, her headache has subsided, her cough has lessened, and she feels much better. Watching the two sisters in bed 37 bickering makes her very happy.

When she saw Jian Ning come in, she called out, "Ningning."

Jian Ning brought the lunchbox over.

Zhang Nan noticed that she was carrying an extra lunchbox compared to lunchtime, and assumed she was going to eat with him. He thought to himself that he should remind her that the ward was full of sick people, and that Ningning shouldn't take off her mask.

However, Jian Ning quickly put her mind at ease.

She pulled out a tabletop and placed two lunchboxes on it. "Open them and see if you like what's for dinner tonight."

Then, she picked up another lunchbox and walked toward the other two beds.

Jian Ning said generously, "Do you like chicken? I cooked extra chicken for dinner tonight."

Instead of directly saying that they would give it to you, they first asked both parties if they liked it.

Xue Jiajia nodded vigorously, "I like it, I like it."

The girl in bed 38 was still drinking porridge. She hadn't finished a bowl of porridge in ten minutes. Her eyes subconsciously looked at her mother first: "My stomach only stopped this afternoon. Will I get diarrhea again if I eat this?"

The girl's mother said, "Eat some if you want, and take more medicine if you have diarrhea."

The girl then looked at Jian Ning and politely said, "Thank you."

Jian Ning opened the lunchbox, which contained two layers of stir-fried chicken with mushrooms. She placed one serving for each person on their table.

The families of the two individuals expressed their gratitude once again.

Jian Ning waved her hand and said, "No need to be so polite. I'm so grateful to you all for taking care of Nan Nan before."

The girl in bed 38 ate cautiously, mindful of her stomach. She picked up her chopsticks and first took a bite of a shiitake mushroom. The rich juice instantly filled her mouth, making her bland porridge taste delicious.

"good to eat."

She muttered to herself.

Xue Jiajia on the other side was even more exaggerated, "Oh my god, sister, Nan Nan's friend's stir-fried chicken with mushrooms is so delicious, you should try a piece too. I don't even want to talk about the chicken you made, it's so tough to chew."

Her sister looked speechless and said in a low voice, "You're lucky to have anything to eat, stop talking nonsense. I'm not eating yours, what if you give me a cold?"

Xue Jiajia urged the vegetables, "Anyway, you take care of me every day, so you can't escape it. Just eat a couple of bites, just a couple of bites."

Even with her mask on, her sister could smell the delicious aroma of the chicken. Unable to resist the urge, she picked up a clean disposable chopstick from the side, took a piece of chicken with few bones, and put it in her mouth.

The chicken, with its rich mushroom flavor, leaves a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth even after you've finished eating it.

She gave Jian Ning a thumbs up, "Wow, your cooking skills are so good you could open a restaurant, it smells amazing."

Zhang Nan said with a proud look on his face, "Right? I often say that too. Ningning's cooking is really delicious."

Xue Jiajia looked up and couldn't help but glance at Jian Ning a few more times.

She muttered to herself, "Ningning, Ningning..."

Suddenly, Xue Jiajia's eyes widened in alarm as she realized something was amiss. The person's build, hairstyle, and voice all resembled someone else.

She blurted out instinctively, "You wouldn't happen to be... Jian Ning, would you?"

Her sister, unaware of the situation, blurted out, "Jian Ning? That name sounds familiar. Oh, I remember now, Jian Ning is the name of a female celebrity you used to criticize."

next second.

Jian Ning replied, "Yes, I am Jian Ning."