Master Pei, your wife is too cruel

Chapter 53

Yu Song knew how picky his president's mouth was. After putting down the porridge, he took two quick steps back, infinitely reducing his sense of existence.

At Pei Zehan's request, Sang Nuan directly moved the dining table to Pei Zehan's hospital bed. At this moment, the aroma of delicious food didn't know if she had eyes, and she kept rushing towards Pei Zehan. After a while, Sang Nuan heard It was like a crowing, a strange gurgling sound.

"Why don't you drink it? It'll be cold later and there's no place to warm it up." Sang Nuan asked for another bowl after finishing a bowl of rice, and ate without looking up.

It took a long time before Pei Zehan said, "I can't drink it."

Sang Nuan looked at the gaudy porridge on the small table, and then at the big fish and meat in his own bowl, it seemed a bit bland.

"Go and ask the kitchen if there are any pickles, bring some for uncle."

Yu Song was stunned, "Salty, pickled vegetables?"

Sang Nuan was puzzled, "What? Have you ever eaten pickled vegetables? It's just pickled radish, pickled cucumber or something. Oh, you can't eat radish either, so just cucumber. If there is no pickled cucumber, you can make cucumber."

Yu Song turned pale and looked at Pei Zehan.

The proud son of the president of his family, he has a picky mouth. Even when he was at his worst, he had never eaten pickles.

Pei Zehan's lips were tightly pursed, and the corners of his lips drooped. It was obvious that he was infinitely repulsed by pickles.

Sang Nuan waited at the side, just waiting for him to say no to eating.

As a doctor, she has already given the doctor's order, so she can eat or not as she pleases, as long as Pei Zehan refuses, after that, don't let her persuade him like an old mother, she doesn't have that leisure time.

It had nothing to do with her not being able to stand up after three days.

She is a doctor, not a god, and she has to take care of such trivial things as eating, so she won't be exhausted.

Originally, she was at a disadvantage when it came to a contract marriage or something, and she said that she wanted to help him heal his leg, which was also a measure of rights and interests.

After using up so many of her good medicines, she still hasn't asked him for money.

She's not a good babysitter.

In the end, after Pei Zehan struggled a lot, he didn't say anything.

Yu Song was ready for Mr. Pei to get angry, but in the end, Mr. President became wilted by himself, what could he do?
I had to ask someone to go outside to find pickled cucumbers and shoot cucumbers.

After Yu Song left, only the sound of Sang Nuan gobbling was left in the huge hospital bed.

This table of dishes was originally eaten by the two of them alone. When Pei Zehan set the menu, he ordered a lot more. Now, Sang Nuan is almost eating it all by himself.

"You, how many days have you been hungry?"

When Pei Ze coldly asked this question, Sang Nuan's hand stretching out his chopsticks suddenly stopped.

How many days have you been hungry?
3 years and 132 days.

After she was imprisoned, Qin Miao managed to buy off the guards in the prison. Other prisoners could eat three meals a day, but Sang Nuan could only eat one meal a day, which was left over from others.

In winter, it is steamed buns that are frozen like stones, and in summer, it is porridge that turns rancid and stinky.

During those more than 1000 days and nights, she woke up hungry every day and fell asleep hungry.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the chopsticks broke in two in Sang Nuan's hands.

She shook the sawdust in her hand, and smiled apologetically at Pei Zehan, "Uncle, the quality of your chopsticks is not very good."

Pei Zehan looked at her indifferently, but said nothing.

Sang Nuan put down the bowl, no longer interested in eating.

At this moment, her phone vibrated again, this time, it was Qi Yang.

"Little Sangsang, you're not at the police station?"

(End of this chapter)