"Oh, OK."

This time, "Ye Zhenting" agreed very readily.

"Dongdong!" A knock on the door suddenly came from outside.

"Please come in." Leng Qianxue responded.

Rong's mother pushed the door and found an exquisite casserole on the dining cart, as well as a few side dishes, and two bowls and chopsticks.

"Young master, young lady, the beef bone porridge has been cooked." Rong Ma greeted enthusiastically, "I have prepared a few side dishes, come and try it!"

"Need not……"

"Okay, thank you, Mom Rong." Leng Qianxue responded with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, as long as you like to eat it, I'll be happy." Rong's mother scooped two bowls of porridge and put it on the table, "Come and eat it while it's hot, I'll go out first."

"Okay, Rong Ma." Leng Qianxue sent Rong Ma out, and then said to "Ye Zhenting", "Eat it quickly, you used to like beef bone porridge."

"I'm not hungry..." "Ye Zhenting" looked at the pot of porridge and frowned slightly.

"Mom Rong said you haven't eaten for a day, how could you not be hungry?" Leng Qianxue handed him the porridge, "Eat quickly, be good!"

"Thank you, wife!"

"Ye Zhenting" took the porridge and stirred it with a spoon, but had no intention of wanting to eat it.

Leng Qianxue stared at him while eating porridge.

He could only eat with his teeth and after taking a few bites, he looked in pain and almost vomited.

"What's wrong with you, husband? Is there a stomach problem?" Leng Qianxue asked with concern, "If you can't eat it, you won't eat it. Maybe it's because the beef bone porridge is a bit greasy. I'll ask Rong's mother to make some white porridge for you."

"White Porridge..."

"You were like this when you were sick before. After drinking white porridge for two months, you lost more than 20 pounds. It seems that the condition has started to go back again. No, I immediately called Xiaohua and my little apprentice to come..."

As he said that, Leng Qianxue hurriedly went to call, "Xiaohua, I'll ask someone to pick you up and my little apprentice now."

Yes, your brother Ye is back and still feeling uncomfortable. You need you to continue to help with treatment. Just prepare it according to the prescription Dr. Hua used to treat me."

Then, Leng Qianxue asked Rong's mother to cook white porridge and reminded her, "Boil it clean and put less rice."

"Ye Zhenting" listened to these words, and couldn't help but feel pain in his face...

"Husband, you go back to your room to take a shower first. After you finish the bath, the white rice porridge will be cooked."

Leng Qianxue pushes "Ye Zhenting"—

"Xiaohua and her apprentice recently lived in a villa in Yucheng. I asked someone to pick you up. It will be not until afternoon. After they come, they will start treating you. You can't touch water after the treatment, so you have to take a bath first."

"Can't touch the water?"

"Ye Zhenting" couldn't help feeling a little uneasy when he heard these words, "Why?"

"You will know then."

Leng Qianxue pushed "Ye Zhenting" back to the bedroom.

"Wife, let's wash together..." "Ye Zhenting" took the opportunity to hold her hand and approached her ambiguously, "We haven't kissed her for a long time..."

"The doctor said no, you forgot?" Leng Qianxue was very serious. "Last time, you had a nosebleed and fainted, and I was scared to death."

"......" "Ye Zhenting" seemed a little surprised, "Am I that weak? But that was before, and I won't know what I am now..."

"Anyway, for your health, I can't think about these things now." Leng Qianxue forced him into the bathroom, "Go and take a shower quickly, I'll rub your back later."

"real?"

"Ye Zhenting" was overjoyed. No matter whether it was possible or not, as long as she came in and rubbed his back, he would have the chance to push her to...

"Barring nonsense, go and wash."

Leng Qianxue closed the bathroom door, and the smile on her face disappeared immediately...

The real Ye Zhenting had a wolf-head tattoo on his waist, which was the only sign of their first time they met together, and she remembered it clearly.

Now just by looking at whether the person has that tattoo on his waist, whether the tattoo is right, you can judge his identity...


Chapter completed!