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Chapter five hundred and eighty third four dishes and one soup(1/2)

Chapter 583: Four dishes and one soup

Qin Jingwen slept for another night, and she was in much better condition when she woke up the next morning than the previous day.

She went out for a walk and bought breakfast directly when she came back.

Before Qin Jingyi and the child woke up, she left after eating breakfast and leaving notes.

Qin Jingwen drove to the hospital because she still needed infusion and needed enough nutrition.

"I'm in good spirits today and my face is much better."

Seeing that Qin Jingwen's spirit had recovered a lot, Song Xinzhe was happy from the bottom of his heart.

"I've been sleeping for a day and a night, so of course I'm in good spirits."

As he said that, Qin Jingwen and Song Xinzhe came to the ward together.

"Can you be discharged from the hospital after the injection today?"

Qin Jingwen asked Song Xinzhe, saying that it was a waste of time in the hospital.

"Today is the weekend, and you can't get it even if you want to get discharged. Tomorrow, I'm going to get an injection tomorrow, and then I'll go through the discharge procedures directly."

Song Xinzhe delayed for another day. He understood Qin Jingwen's physique and it would be beneficial to target her.

"Oh well."

Qin Jingwen was helpless, but she still had to listen to the doctor's words, and she wanted to recover as soon as possible. If she couldn't do it, she could only use medicine to help her overcome this difficulty.

"You are not working in the hospital, why do you still carry a computer with you?"

When she walked to the ward, Song Xinzhe realized that Qin Jingwen was still holding a computer in her hand.

“Born to spend time.”

"You ask the nurse to stab the needle on the feet later so that I can still play games and time passes faster."

Qin Jingwen said it relaxed, and it looked like the smoke disappeared.

"Others are controlling their phones, but you are controlling their computers. I'm speechless."

Song Xinzhe didn't ask any more questions. He hoped that Qin Jingwen could take advantage of the infusion period to have a good sleep. But judging from his mental state at this time, he seemed to be unable to sleep.

After the nurse and Song Xinzhe left, Qin Jingwen took out the laptop in her bag. This computer was not the one she usually used, but was an office supply configured for her by the public security system.

From now on, Qin Jingwen will use this work as long as he has time, so as not to always think about things that have nothing to do with him and people who have nothing to do with him.

Having such a stable job and such a private job is a basic guarantee for her, so Qin Jingwen told herself that she must do it well and not let down the trust of her leader in her.

Song Xinzhe did not come over the entire infusion process, but two young nurses took turns to come and take a look. When the infusion was about to be completed, Qin Jingwen's work on his hands was higher than the paragraph.

As long as she stopped working, the first person she squeezed in was Qiao Shunchen, which was the messy thing related to Qiao Shunchen.

Qin Jingwen really wanted to take this opportunity to make his relationship with Qiao Shunchen clean. But if one day Qiao Shunchen showed something wrong with the video, she was misunderstood. Will he turn around and come to find her? Even if he doesn't love her, he will apologize and ask for forgiveness to her for the sake of her children.

Although the breakup was painful, Qin Jingwen still didn't want such a thing to live, and didn't want him to jump into the abyss.

There is only one way to avoid this possibility, that is, Qiao Shunchen gets married as soon as possible. Who can make Qiao Shunchen get married as soon as possible? Maybe Qiao Dexiang is the only one.

Qin Jingwen turned off the computer and reinstalled it into his bag. Then he took out his cell phone and called Qiao Dexiang.

Not long after, Qin Jingwen finished the infusion and then left the hospital.

Qin Jingwen came to a Chinese restaurant she had made an appointment and walked into the private room. Qiao Dexiang was already sitting there waiting for her.

"Sorry, I'm late, I've been delayed in the hospital for infusion."

Qin Jingwen said and sat down, without any other excuses to perfunctorily treat the fact that she was late. She was late in the hospital because of infusion.

"Hospital? Why do I need an infusion?"

Qiao Dexiang frowned, looked at Qin Jingwen's ugly face, and looked at her haggard eyes, and suddenly felt heartache.

"Malnutrition, lack of sleep will cause infusion."

Qin Jing said softly. Today she didn't want to quarrel with Qiao Dexiang, she just wanted to say everything she wanted to say. She broke up with Qiao Shunchen and had no relationship with Qiao Dexiang in the future. This meal was also considered a farewell to Qiao Dexiang.

"Where is the hand, how did the hand get hurt? It's not that it's malnutrition and lack of sleep."

Qiao Dexiang's way of caring for people is unique, cold and harsh, and a tone of reproach and sarcastic.

Qin Jingwen said that she was malnutrition and that she did not believe that she was not sleeping enough. Although her eyes were unsightly, she was definitely not because of physical discomfort, but because of mental disorders.

"The infusion needle was cut because of anger. If you get angry, you can't bear the blow at all. Simply put, the self-harm behavior that cannot be excreted because of anger."

Qin Jingwen was still telling the truth. She only appeared now. Although she hated getting along with Qiao Dexiang, she was honest enough in front of Qiao Dexiang.

"That's what a fool does."

Qiao Dexiang suddenly angrily criticized Qin Jingwen.

Although he didn't know what Qin Jingwen gave birth to, he felt that this kind of self-harm should not have been done by someone as smart as Qin Jingwen.

Qin Jingwen was warmed by Qiao Dexiang's fool. She smiled bitterly, smiling helplessly and helplessly.

"Chairman, I have something to talk about when I have something to say today, but I want to finish the meal before talking about it. After thinking about it carefully, we have not had a meal calmly."

"Chairman, please order food, I'll treat you today."

Qin Jingwen said cheerfully, and then opened the electronic menu in the private room.

After Qin Jingwen opened the menu, he added another funny sentence.

"Although it was me treating you, don't worry, it's definitely not a Hongmen Banquet."

After Qin Jingwen finished speaking, she laughed.

I have been in contact with Qiao Shunchen for a long time, and I don’t know how many times I met like this. Now I have no interest relationship, but I can easily deal with it.

Qiao Dexiang felt that Qin Jingwen was strange today. Although she looked easy-going, she always gave him a feeling of being stimulated.

Qiao Dexiang thought this way, but he didn't ask anything. Since Qin Jingwen said he would eat before talking, he would just wait.

"Okay, I'll order food."

"Give one spicy pork ribs, and another one..."

Qiao Dexiang had just ordered a dish, but before the second one could be said, he was decisively stopped by Qin Jingwen.

"Spicy pork ribs are not good. You are old and spicy food is not good for your stomach. But pork ribs are edible. Let's stew pork ribs, put some corn and some bamboo shoot tips."

Qin Jingwen took his own initiative to change the spicy pork ribs into stewed pork ribs, although she had noticed that Qiao Dexiang looked at him with something wrong.

"Chairman, you continue."

Qiao Dexiang withdrew his dissatisfied gaze and then continued to look at the electronic menu.

"Brained lion's head."

Qiao Dexiang ordered another meat dish, and Qin Jingwen did not object, but she had a request.

"Waiter, the braised lion head is 70% fat and three-point thin. Tell me to be 30% fat and seven-point thin in the kitchen. You can't eat too much fat when you are old. In addition, add some spinach to me after the finished product."

Qin Jingwen said it very seriously. Now she doesn’t plan to consider Qiao Dexiang’s feelings, she just wants him to eat healthier.

This braised lion head dish is not much different from Qiao Dexiang's requirements. It's just that Qin Jingwen carefully changed the ratio of fat and lean meat.

The most important thing is to add spinach.

Qiao Dexiang understood the benefits of eating spinach to the elderly very well. It was because he knew that he was inexplicably moved by Qin Jingwen's behavior.

Qiao Dexiang often comes to this Chinese restaurant, which is his favorite taste. What he knows more is that electronic menus can be placed directly with the kitchen, and there is no need for a waiter to order.

Qin Jingwen called the waiter and asked him to indicate it bit by bit because the waiter was more stable and reliable than the electronic menu.

Today, Qin Jingwen is not like his enemy, but more like his friend and his child. He is meticulous and kind, and considers his needs everywhere.

What exactly has she experienced and what she will say later.

"The chairman continues."

Qin Jingwen looked at Qiao Dexiang and asked him to continue ordering food.

“Spicy fried pork liver.”

Qiao Dexiang ordered this dish on purpose, and he wanted to see if Qin Jingwen would continue to oppose him.

Unexpectedly, Qin Jingwen had the biggest response this time. She stopped decisively and the volume increased unconsciously.

"This is not possible. The cholesterol of pig liver is too high, which is not suitable for the elderly, and it also needs to be fried spicy. It is said that spicy things are not good for the stomach. The waiter doesn't want this."

"Director Qin, are you treating me to dinner? Why are you going against me?"

Qiao Dexiang asked Qin Jingwen, but was not angry but relieved.

"I will have the final say today. I decided to order only four dishes and one soup today, and the remaining two dishes can only be light vegetables. The hot must also be light and nutritious."

Qin Jingwen is very strong. It is precisely because she treats her that she is responsible for Qiao Dexiang's belly. If the Qiao family is injured, they can eat her.

"Four dishes and one soup? You're too saving."

Qiao Dexiang still retorted, but his tone had become soft and silent.

"There's no way, I brought the money for four dishes and one soup today. Two people eat... no, three people."
To be continued...
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