Chapter 387

"It's a small idea," Keigo Atobe raised his eyebrows, speaking boldly.

"Don't be poor, go to the hospital." Atobe Tamaki glanced at him.

Atobe Keigo straightened his expression, picked up the insulation box and went out behind Atobe Tamaki.

Fortunately this time, Qingqian was awake when they came, and was taking medicine with a painful face.

"I've already had injections, why do I still need to take medicine?" Qingqian gave Su Qingxian a sad look.

"Then if you have the skills, don't lift the quilt in the middle of the night. Who was the person who had a high fever last night?" Su Qingxian gave Qingqian a look.

Qingqian shrinks her neck and buries her face in the quilt, it's not her fault, well, who would consciously pay attention to the quilt when she's asleep.

"Qingqian has repeated fever again." Atobe Tamaki opened the door and came in, looked at Qingqian worriedly: "Now, how is it?"

"Auntie," Su Qingxian greeted, and then nodded to Atobe Keigo: "This time, she didn't pay attention and kicked the quilt last night."

Keigo Atobe followed behind Tamaki Atobe and naturally heard it, and looked helplessly at Qingqian on the hospital bed.

"Qianqian said last night that she wanted shredded mushroom and shredded chicken porridge, and I brought it to you." Tamaki Atobe patted Keigo Atobe.

"This is the shredded mushroom and shredded chicken porridge that Mommy made for you. Drink it while it's hot." Keigo Atobe put the insulated box on the tea table, and didn't say that he made it himself, for fear that Qingqian would not eat it if he knew about it.

Atobe Tamaki glanced at him without piercing him.

"Thank you, Aunt Yumu." Qingqian thought about shredded mushroom and shredded chicken porridge all night, and now she really couldn't wait to have a sip.

Su Qingxian looked helplessly at the anxious Qingqian, and went over to pour her a bowl.

"Don't worry, be careful it's hot." The performance of the thermal insulation box is very good, and the porridge is still a little hot when it is poured out.

After hearing the words, Qingqian blew and stuffed them into her mouth.

It's just that the porridge just entered the mouth, before it could be swallowed, Qingqian's expression froze.

Looking up at the expectant eyes of Kami Atobe Tamaki and Atobe Keigo, Qingqian swallowed the deadly porridge in his mouth.

"Auntie's craftsmanship is still as good as ever." Qingqian said after a while.

Huh, she's sorry for her conscience, this is not the usual level of auntie.

Auntie is not happy to see her, why put so much salt this time.

Hearing this, Atobe Keigo breathed a sigh of relief, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

Atobe Tamaki glanced at Atobe Keigo, knowing in his heart that his son must be going to heaven with joy.

Well done boy.

Qingqian drank two sips of porridge, but couldn't hold it anymore, put the bowl aside, picked up the water glass and took two sips of water.

Atobe Tamaki only thought that Qingqian was sick and had a bad appetite, so he took her hand and asked many questions with concern.

Atobe Keigo frowned and looked at the porridge that had hardly been touched. How could it be possible to eat such a small amount, no wonder people have always been so thin.

While the few people were chatting, Ninzu Yushi, Sakuraba Yuqing and Ninzu Yuyan walked in.

"When did you come?" Sakuraba Yuqing sat next to Atobe Tamaki, and the few of them chatted quickly.

But Yushi Ninzu's mind was attracted by the porridge on the coffee table.

"Is this the porridge made by Aunt Tamaki?" Yushi Ninzu ran back and forth between the hospital and home, and didn't eat much for lunch. At this time, he was really hungry when he saw the steaming chicken shredded porridge.

"Aunt Tamaki cooked it, would you like some?" Qingqian smiled at Ninzu Yushi.

(End of this chapter)

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