Ding Yi's driving skills were very good. It took at least an hour to drive from the suburbs to the nearest hospital, but Ding Yi took half an hour.

When she arrived at the hospital, Chen Ma immediately drew blood and gave her brother a blood transfusion. According to her request, she drew 400ml of two small bags full of 400ml.

Wang Ge was still unconscious and was lying quietly on the hospital bed to rest. Two blood bags hung above the hospital bed, and blood dripped from the hose and flowed into his body.

Soon, a bag of blood was infusion.

The medical staff glanced at the blood pressure on the monitor and said to Chen Yu, who was accompanying Wang Ge’s bed, and said, “Don’t worry, your brother’s blood pressure is normal and he is out of danger.”

"Go back and have a good rest for a few days, eat some blood-enhancing food, and you will recover soon."

"Thank you, doctor." Chen Yu spoke in a weak tone, and his face was pale.

After waiting for almost an hour, Wang Ge finally woke up leisurely when the second bag of plasma was about to be finished.

With Ding Yi's support, he walked out of the hospital like an old lady in her seventies or eighties.

During this period, Wang Ge did not ask Ding Yi what blood type he had. In fact, he never knew what blood type he had. He only thought it was a very ordinary blood type, and the blood transfusion was also a blood bag from the hospital, so he did not ask too much.

In addition, Chen Mai specifically asked Ding Yi and Hua Yu to tell them not to tell Wang Ge that he had a special blood type, so this matter was hidden.

The next morning, Wang Ge slept very rarely until ten o'clock.

Generally speaking, he was awake at 5:30 in the morning. Tang Yurou would come to call him to go for a morning jog together. After two consecutive months of running, his biological clock had changed. He did not need to call Tang Yurou or set an alarm clock. He would wake up on time at 5 o'clock every morning.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong! Someone knocked outside the door.

"Wang Ge, have you woken up?" It was Tang Yurou's voice.

Today, she spoke in a gentle tone and her voice was not as strong as before. In the past, if it was five o'clock and Wang Ge had not yet gotten up, Tang Yurou would kick the door and pour a basin of cold water into the bathroom and pour it directly on his head.

This is the special training method of the devil coach Tang Yurou. The students are lazy and cannot get up, so they serve them directly in cold water! After experiencing a cold water irrigation, Wang Ge has gained a memory and has never been to bed again. Before Tang Yurou can call him, he has put on his sweatpants and sneakers and is ready to go out.

"I just woke up. Can I not run for a special training today? I have weak legs and can't stand up!" Wang Ge asked weakly.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to ask you to run in the morning. Can I come in?"

It’s not just a morning run, Wang Ge breathed a sigh of relief, “Come in.”

Screaming, Tang Yurou held a bowl of hot porridge in her hand and pushed the door in. Chen Wei's "The Strategy of Wang Ge" wrote that when Wang Ge is sick, he must be given considerate care, which will increase his favorability.

For this reason, she went to the kitchen to make porridge for Wang Ge in the morning.

But the kitchen of the ancient house is a little different from what she imagined. There is no gas stove, no induction cooker, and there is not even a rice cooker. There is only an old stove, and there is some chopped firewood next to the stove, so you have to make a fire to cook by yourself!

"Die Wang Ge, Stinky Wang Ge, I'm so stingy and can't even buy household appliances!"

While cursing, Tang Yurou found a way to make a fire.

Because it was the first time to make a fire, she was not very experienced. She only saw smoke coming out of the fire stick, but could not see the flame. She was quite impatient, so she blew hard at the smoked match stick.

Suddenly, Mars flew around, and the fire suddenly increased, almost burning her eyes.

Hey~Why does it smell like something is burning? Tang Yurou sniffed hard with her nose, looking for the source of the burnt smell.

Could it be that her hair is getting tired! Her face suddenly changed and she hurriedly checked her hair.

After carefully looking through it, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, her hair was not on fire. She couldn't figure out where the burnt smell came from.

One person makes fire, and one person makes porridge. After two or three hours of busy work, several pots of pots were made, Chef Tang finally produced a bowl of black rice porridge that could barely be drunk.

"Where did you get the black rice? I remember I didn't buy it?" Wang Ge looked at the black rice porridge in Tang Yurou's hand, and a bad premonition suddenly arose in his heart.

Can this thing be eaten?

"You're blind!" Tang Yurou, who wanted to pretend to be gentle, suddenly became irritable again, "Isn't this white rice porridge?"

As she said that in order to prove that she was cooking white rice porridge, she used a spoon to stir the porridge a few times and showed Wang Ge the white rice hidden under the black porridge soup.

"And, it's really white rice porridge!" Wang Ge swallowed his saliva with difficulty and asked carefully: "Cook it for me?"

"Of course it's true!" A bright smile appeared on Tang Yurou's face again.

Looking at Tang Yurou, who was covered in gray face, Wang Ge's nose felt sore and suddenly felt a little moved. This was the first time someone made porridge for him to drink when he was sick.

But, what happened to her eyebrows? Why did half of her eyebrows get blurred?

"Come on, I will feed you myself, don't be too moved!" Tang Yurou sat down to Wang Ge's bed, scooped up a mouthful of porridge, put it on his mouth and blew it gently, and handed it to Wang Ge's mouth.

"Be careful."

Guru, the sound of swallowing saliva was very loud. Wang Ge was a little nervous, took a sip, and immediately had a surprise expression on his face, and praised: "It tastes so good! I didn't expect you to have this skill!"

"Really?" Tang Yurou didn't look very confident about her porridge. It was naturally delicious, but it didn't reach the level of "really delicious".

"Really!" Wang Ge nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice.

Tang Yurou completely believed it, scooped a spoonful of porridge and handed it to Wang Ge's mouth, and told him seriously: "Then you have to drink it all!"

Drink all! Guru, another difficult sound of swallowing saliva. He was not very confident that he could finish the bowl of porridge with a smile.

If there is a hint of pain on your face while drinking porridge, you will definitely be beaten to death by Tang Yurou on the spot and punches!

Help! Who will save me? Wang Ge called for help in his heart.

But I didn't listen to it, drinking black rice porridge one by one, and showing that I loved drinking it very much.

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Tang Yurou suddenly panicked, and the bowl in her hand shook violently, and the rice soup almost spilled out.

"Don't say I've been here."

Tang Yurou put the porridge bowl on the table, looked around in a panic, and finally hid under Wang Ge's bed.

"Hey, hey! What are you hiding?" Wang Ge lay on the edge of the bed and asked Tang Yurou under the bed in a low voice.

"Shut up!" Tang Yurou spoke in a small voice, but her expression was fierce.

"Wang Ge, I made some food for you. Will it be convenient for you to come in?"

It was Zhu Qing's voice.

"Please come in!"

Zhu Qing entered the room with a plate, which contained a beautifully made sandwich. Judging from the sandwich, there should be slices of tomato, cucumber, and cheese slices inside, which looked delicious. At the same time, she also held a cup of hot soy milk in her other hand.

Zhu Qing came to the kitchen and wanted to make breakfast for Wang Ge. But she didn't know how to make a fire, so she made some sandwiches with the toast and vegetables left over yesterday. In addition, she brewed a cup of soy milk with boiling water from the tea bottle and delivered it with the sandwich.

"Who made this black rice porridge?" Zhu Qing noticed that there was a bowl of porridge on the table, which was still hot.

"Ah! This is Tang..." Just as he was about to say it, Wang Ge stopped. Tang Yurou didn't seem to want to know that she had cooked porridge for herself.

He quickly changed his words and said, "It was made by Linlang, it tastes very delicious!"

"Linlang is so awesome!" Zhu Qing praised: "I don't know how to use that stove! I didn't expect that she, a foreign girl, could use it. I'm so stupid."

"Yes, yes! It's really surprising." Wang Ge's forehead was covered with cold sweat. He hurriedly changed the subject, looked at the sandwich on Zhu Qing's hand, and asked, "Is this for me?"

"Of course." Zhu Qing came to Wang Ge's bed with breakfast, "I'll feed you."

"I can do it myself." Wang Ge wanted to eat by himself, so he reached out to take the plate in Zhu Qing's hand. But suddenly he found that his hands were shaking, shaking like chicken feet.

I lost too much blood and my body was still weak, so I couldn't handle the plate even if I couldn't hold it.

Zhu Qing chuckled: "I'll feed you."

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

Just as I was halfway through the sandwich, there was another knock on the door outside.

Who is this?

"Die pervert, are you hungry? I ordered breakfast and takeout for you!"

It's the voice of the little demon.

The door was open. Wang Ge did not close just now, so Xiao Yao walked in with a takeaway bag.

"Oh, it seems that someone already has something delicious." The little demon smiled awkwardly and turned around and left, "Then I'll eat it myself, I won't bother you anymore."
Chapter completed!