Yan-style sweet pet: the president trains his little wife

Chapter 14 Love Chicken Soup
Before she came back, Lan Shishi went to the doctor's office to ask about it. Although Yan Yin had stomach bleeding, it was not a problem to drink some light soup.

She also checked online that patients with gastric bleeding are suitable for drinking chicken soup after hemostasis. When passing by the supermarket just now, she specially ran out of the car and bought a chicken, planning to learn how to cook it according to the recipe.

When Aunt Yun heard Lan Shishi said that she wanted to make soup for Yan Yin, she didn't stop her anymore.

In her opinion, although the young master was a little harsh on the young lady, it was entirely for the good of the young lady, and now the young lady finally felt it.

But she didn't leave the kitchen either, but stood by the door and observed secretly.

Lan Shishi is full of enthusiasm, and believes that as long as she puts her heart into cooking, she can cook well.However, the ideal is full, but the reality is very skinny.

After watching the first step of the tutorial, she has been staring at the chicken on the cutting board for more than ten minutes, but she still has no way to start.

"How do I finish the chicken? Do I have to chop it into pieces?" Lan Shishi immediately shook her head and denied her thoughts after imagining the bloody picture in her mind, "Forget it, I'd better stew the whole chicken." .” That’s less cruel.

After muttering a few words, he made up his mind and reached out to pick up the chicken, intending to throw the whole chicken directly into the pot.

"Young Madam, Young Madam," Aunt Yun hurriedly stepped forward to stop her, "Are you going to make chicken soup?"

"Hmm." Lan Shishi replied with a relaxed tone, "I've read the tutorial, it shouldn't be difficult."

Young Madam, it's not that it's not easy for your level, but it's really too difficult.

But Aunt Yun didn't dare to say this in person, so she could only say tactfully, "Young Madam, are you going to stew the chicken right before it's finished?"

"Aunt Yun, you don't understand this. If the whole chicken is stewed together, the nutrition will not be lost." Lan Shishi preached solemnly.

"..." There were three black lines on Aunt Yun's forehead, "I mean to wash it off."

Lan Shishi instantly felt embarrassing, but if she was asked to put her hand into the chicken's belly, she still wailed in her heart, "I can't do it".

"How about, let me wash it!" Aunt Yun took the opportunity to say, she didn't want her young master to eat dark dishes.

"However, this will not reflect my sincerity." Lan Shishi struggled.

"I'm just helping the young lady wash the vegetables, and you can do the rest by yourself."

Aunt Yun's persuasiveness and persuasion finally made Lan Shishi compromise, but in every subsequent process, even if she was busy, she firmly refused to let Aunt Yun intervene to help.

When she was content to go out with the soup pot, Aunt Yun wiped the sweat from her forehead, thinking, she finally left.

When Lan Shishi returned to the hospital with her chicken soup full of sincerity, Yan Yin had already woken up, and was looking at the document telling Qin Ye something.

"Yan Yin, why are you sitting up?" She stepped forward in three steps, "Tezhu Qin, Young Master Yan needs to rest now, you can't bother me with business."

"..." Young Madam, I am wronged!

Yan Yin's eyes comforted Qin Ye, and he asked him to withdraw first, then looked at the little woman in front of him with a playful face.

"How did you come?"

"Of course I'm here to give you chicken soup with love." Lan Shishi pointed to the soup pot with a proud face, "This is the chicken soup that Miss Ben personally cooked for you."

Can you drink your stewed chicken soup?

Yan Yin almost asked directly, and frowned slightly.

"Hey, what's that look on your face?"

As soon as Lan Shishi finished pouring the soup and turned around, she saw Yan Yin's disgusted expression.

"It's nothing." Yan Yin's brows parted, and the corners of his lips curled up, "I was just thinking that Miss Lan would be courteous for nothing..."

"Who said I am the one who has nothing to do, I just..." I want to make up for the mistakes I made!

But the last few words seemed to be worth a thousand dollars, and there was no way to say them.

But Yan Yin got to the bottom of it, "Just what?"

"I have stomach bleeding and still ask so many questions, let's drink your soup." Lan Shishi couldn't say a word of apology, she could only pretend to be angry and said coquettishly.

Yan Yin glanced at the soup bowl stuffed into his hands, and to be honest, he didn't have any appetite at all.

But under Lan Shishi's expectant eyes, he still drank it all in one gulp.

"How is it, how does it taste?" Before putting down the soup bowl, Lan Shishi couldn't wait to ask, "Do you feel like you have drunk the most delicious soup in the world?"

Yan Yin really didn't know where her self-confidence came from, but seeing her beaming face, she didn't have the heart to hit her, but said lightly: "As far as your cooking skills are concerned, it's not bad!"

But in his heart, he was thinking: the first thing to do after being discharged from the hospital must be to hire a master chef for Lan Shishi.

It was obviously a perfunctory remark, but Lan Shishi took it as a compliment, saying that she did have room for improvement.

Every day that Yan Yin was hospitalized, she never got tired of cooking, and went back and forth between the hospital and the villa three times a day.

And Yan Yin drank her love soup calmly.

Although the taste of the soup has not improved, the relationship between Yan Yin and Lan Shishi has eased and is no longer tense.

On this day, Lan Shishi stared at Yan Yin as usual after she finished drinking the soup, she held her head and said curiously: "Yan Yin, let me ask you a question!"

(End of this chapter)