Businesswomen such as the doctor of the rebirth space

Chapter 162 Zhou Jiayin was tied up and in critical condition (1)
Ye Chen smiled and said nothing.

The people below came up and whispered a few words into Song Ziqing's ear.

Song Ziqing frowned, his face turned cold little by little.

He looked at Ye Chen and handed her a platinum business card: "Little girl, I have to leave immediately if I have something to do, here is my contact information. Hold it, you can contact me if you have anything to do in the future."

Ye Chen looked at it and accepted it with a smile.

She raised her head and said, "I think it's better for me to find you less, this business card is not cheap."

Song Ziqing laughed.

Indeed, once Ye Chen approached him, with his personality, he would definitely count it as that favor.

For Ye Chen, the price is not small.

After Song Ziqing and the others left, Ye Chen held the business card and thought for a while.

This Song Sanshao really has a lot of hands.

These days, not many people can afford business cards, and this guy still uses platinum business cards.

Sure enough, he is rich and self-willed.

Walking on the road, she suddenly remembered the last time Xiao Ziteng ate a whole pot of porridge in one go.

There was a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

After living together, he cooked for her many times, but she only cooked for him once.

It was just a simple bowl of porridge.

There was a dull ache somewhere soft in her heart.

She turned around and went to the Lvran community.

Her and his home.

When making the bowl of porridge, she stared at the white and crystal-clear rice grains for a long time.

His eyes seemed to be all about him.

She didn't realize it until the burnt smell came from the pot.

Loaded with porridge, she walked to the hospital.

I don't know if Xiao Ziteng's condition has improved.

When she pushed open the door of the ward, her hand paused on the doorknob for a long time.

Finally, with some force, he pushed the door open.

squeak-

One person turned his head in response.

Ye Chen's heart shrank tightly, could it be——

However, what caught the eye was a flamboyant red dress and a ruffian smiling face.

Ling Zihan.

She lowered her head, hiding the disappointment that flashed in her eyes.

She met Ling Zihan several times with Xiao Ziteng, and recognized him as Xiao Ziteng's confidant.

She greeted Ling Zihan briefly, and sat beside Xiao Ziteng.

Ling Zihan was very enthusiastic towards her, stood up and shouted loudly: "Sister-in-law, are you here to see brother?"

Ye Chen blushed slightly and nodded.

Then, he noticed the food box in Ye Chen's hand, and exclaimed, "Sister-in-law is so virtuous, and she cooks food for elder brother herself. From now on, I want to get such a virtuous daughter-in-law, and I'm sure I will laugh out loud in my dreams every day." "

Ye Chen couldn't stand Ling Zihan's excessive enthusiasm, so he could only agree with it.

In order to divert Ling Zihan's attention, Ye Chen opened the food box, ready to feed Xiao Ziteng.

Ling Zihan saw a large bowl of white porridge inside, and exclaimed again: "Sister-in-law really understands boss, she knows that boss has no sense of taste, so she specially made white porridge for boss, she really is a good daughter-in-law in China—"

Ye Chen's hands that scooped up the porridge stopped.

She looked at Ling Zihan with wide eyes, and asked with a trembling voice, "What did you just say?"

Ling Zihan didn't know why, so he looked at Ye Chen strangely, and repeated: "I said, sister-in-law really knows the boss, she knows that the boss has no sense of taste, so she specially made white porridge for the boss, she really is a good Chinese daughter-in-law-"

Then he touched his head and murmured: "I don't know the specifics, but I heard that the boss is not born with no sense of taste, but suddenly lost his sense of taste after experiencing something. He refused to say what it is specifically , It’s not easy for us to ask. After so many years, the boss has never told anyone else, but I didn’t expect the boss to tell the sister-in-law, the boss is really special to the sister-in-law—”

She heard right.

The boss has no sense of taste, so he specially made porridge.

No taste.

Her heart throbbed.

Xiao Ziteng has no sense of taste——

No wonder that day when she told him that the dishes were too salty, he only responded lightly, but didn't try them. She just said that he was proficient in cooking, so she didn't need to taste them.

How did I know that it was like this.

Xiao Ziteng has no sense of taste.

Then what kind of psychology does he have in the meals he cooks for her every day.

What exactly did he have to go through to cause no sense of taste.

When he said he was doing housework before, she could only sigh that this man is really IKEA.

Now, recalling his words again, the tip of her nose began to sore.

What kind of mood should he be in so that he can calmly say that he is doing housework as if nothing had happened.

Does he imagine the taste of each ingredient every time he cooks?

Or, every time you pick up food for yourself, have you ever tried to recall the taste of the food on the chopsticks?

Even just once.

She never knew what he was suffering.

Never knew.

"Sister-in-law, your porridge is full." Ling Zihan shook his hand in front of Ye Chen a few times, reminding him.

Only then did Ye Chen come back to his senses and take a closer look.

The hot porridge had overflowed the small bowl and flowed onto her fingers.

Only then did she feel the pain, and she took a deep breath.

But no matter how painful it is, it can't compare with the pain in my heart.

After tidying up the porridge, she began to feed Xiao Ziteng.

Although Xiao Ziteng is in a coma, he still has the consciousness of swallowing himself, which is a good sign.

She blew the porridge cold and fed it into his mouth.

His Adam's apple rolled a few times and he swallowed.

Ye Chen showed a comfortable smile.

Ling Zihan didn't know when he had already retreated and closed the door.

A bowl of porridge was fed slowly and slowly.

Ye Chen held an empty white porcelain bowl and looked at Xiao Ziteng.

He has been sleeping for the past few days, and he has lost a lot of weight.

The originally deep eye sockets became a bit deeper, and the muscles in his complexion also softened a lot.

Although he was still handsome and handsome, she wanted to see him alive and well.

She closed her eyes, hoping that the next second, when she opened her eyes.

To be able to meet those pair of eyes that are as deep and domineering as a lonely wolf king under the full moon, as dark as ink.

She put her head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, counting the time.

One.

two.

three.

Opening her eyes, she froze, opened her eyes wide, covered her mouth, and looked at the person in front of her.

The bowl in his hand fell unconsciously and shattered into broken porcelain flowers on the ground.

On the hospital bed, Xiao Ziteng's eyelids trembled slightly.

Just that one click.

(End of this chapter)