Chapter 911 You don't need to cook anymore, I don'

, so as not to make others think that this matter is negotiable.Fu Huazhen, upon hearing this, couldn't help but be enraged. Just as he was about to speak, the doctor quickly winked at him.Today's mai...Chapter 911: You shouldn't cook anymore, I don't like to eat.

“You know the result of that lawsuit! How could she be in a good mood She came back to celebrate just to deal with this.” Zhou Sese sighed helplessly, putting his arm around Fu Jiajia’s shoulders. “Let me tell you this, anyone in the world could hurt Xu Qinghuan, except for Fu Yan when. He would rather die himself than harm Xu Qinghuan even a little bit. Just trust me on this.”

Fu Jiajia still wanted to say something, but... Zhou Sizhe's words were indeed not wrong.

As for how much Fu Yan Shi truly cares about Xu Qing Huan, Fu Jia Jia knows this very well.

"I suddenly wonder about the child's gender! Let's go to the hospital and take a look now"

He was afraid he couldn't handle it, so he had to quickly change the subject.

Fu Jiajia nodded, "Okay!"

......

Even with Fu Yan Shi present, Xu Qinghuan slept in a fitful manner, waking and falling asleep repeatedly.

Fortunately, Fu Yan had never pulled the curtains, and the room remained completely dark. She also didn't wake up fully when the sun rose.

Xu Qinghuan opened her eyes for the last time, to the aroma of rice porridge.

Fu Yan's cooked porridge tasted different from anyone else's. I don't know what he added to it, but it was especially fragrant.

"Awake Then wash up and have something to eat."

Xu Qinghuan was stunned for a few seconds before she fully came to her senses, and nodded slightly.

After washing up, she walked to the table and her gaze swept over Fu Yan's hand that had performed surgery. There were faint traces of blood on the gauze...

"Stop cooking, I don't like it."

She was afraid that if she persuaded him, he wouldn't listen.

So, that's all there is to it.

"Then eat a little less today" Fu Yan was not angry, using his left hand to push the bowl and chopsticks closer to her. "I won't cook anymore in the future, I'll just have the hotel deliver food."

"Um."

Xu Qinghuan sat down and lowered her head slightly, using a small spoon to feed the rice porridge into her mouth.

She actually had no appetite whatsoever, and even felt a faint nausea that she needed to suppress.

This period of time, she was almost reaching the point of anorexia, so she looked pale and thin, somewhat listless.

After dinner, I'll take you for a walk, okay

Fu Yan asked cautiously.

He didn't choose to take Xu Qinghuan directly to the hospital, but instead made an appointment with the doctor to meet in a park on the outskirts of town.

As Fu's mother had suffered from depression and mental illnesses for so many years, Fu Yan was somewhat experienced in this area. They usually disliked going to hospitals, feeling that it would make them more depressed and harder to recover from their emotions.

"I don't want to go out."

"Xu Qinghuan, don't you want to recover soon and reunite with everyone They keep asking to see Mommy. They've mentioned it many times."

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Fu Yan when saw she did not speak, just regarded as acquiesced.

He also didn't want to always use his children as a reason, but now Xu Qinghuan seemed to care about nothing else besides Tuan Tuan Yuan Yuan. She appeared indifferent to everyone and everything else.

This may also include oneself.

Fu Yan at that time watched her painstakingly finish half a bowl of porridge before him, and finally couldn't help but speak up to stop her.

"If you really can't eat it, don't force yourself! You should probably not eat anything for a few days. If you eat too much, you'll feel uncomfortable soon."

Xu Qinghuan didn't have much of any other expression, she nodded and put down the small spoon in her hand.

"Let me clean up a bit, you go to bed first and wait for me. I'll apply medicine for you."

"Medicine"

Fu Yan pointed to her chest, "That wound, you definitely didn't treat it."

Although she was wearing clothes, he couldn't see anything, but he still couldn't escape Fu Yan's gaze! He saw that when Xu Qinghuan just used the spoon, her clothes seemed to touch the skin inside, and her whole body trembled.d up the pen on top, crossed out "one year" and wrote "forever" next to it."Leaving yourself no way out" Fu Yan sighed, looking at her with a smile.After all, Xu Qinghuan's personality has always been...