After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

Lin Fan swiped down on the screen and stopped at Shen Man's name.

A couple of days ago, when Shen Man came to the shop to eat noodles, the two chatted for a few minutes.

Shen Man recently started her own business, but her new company is facing cash flow problems. To save money, she gave up her previous upscale river-view apartment and rented a new studio apartment.

Lin Fan clearly remembered that Shen Man had casually mentioned that the new apartment complex she rented was called "Jiaheyuan," located on the old street behind the First People's Hospital of the city.

It takes less than ten minutes to walk from Jiaheyuan to the emergency room.

Making a phone call at this hour would indeed disturb people's rest, but for Tuantuan's sake, Lin Fan didn't hesitate and pressed the dial button directly.

The phone rang five or six times before it was answered.

"Feed? Lin Fan?" Shen Man's voice came through, tinged with obvious fatigue, accompanied by the crisp sound of keyboard typing in the background. Clearly, she hadn't slept either, still working late into the night revising the plan.

"Shen Man, are you at your new rented apartment?" Lin Fan asked directly and calmly.

"Yes, I'm here. What's wrong? What happened in the middle of the night?" Shen Man heard the seriousness in Lin Fan's tone and immediately stopped typing.

"Tuantuan has a high fever, and I'm taking her to the pediatric emergency room at the People's Hospital for an IV drip." Lin Fan explained the situation quickly.

"I'd like to go back to the shop to cook some stomach-soothing porridge for her and bring it over. I'll be gone for about an hour. If it's convenient for you, could you come over and watch the IV drip for me for a bit?"

"High fever? Is it serious?" Shen Man's tone immediately became anxious. "Don't worry, I'll change my clothes and come right away! It's in the pediatric emergency room on the first floor, right?"

"Yes. Thank you for your help."

"Don't be so polite with me. Wait here, I'll be there in five minutes."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Fan tucked the large coat wrapped around Tuantuan tighter to make sure the cold wind didn't reach her neck.

Sure enough, a short while later, the glass door of the emergency room was pushed open.

A figure wearing a long khaki trench coat walked in hurriedly.

Shen Man was clearly in a hurry to leave, so she didn't even put on makeup. She was bare-faced, with her hair casually tied back with a shark clip. Underneath her trench coat, you could even see the hem of a set of pure cotton pajamas. She was wearing a pair of flat canvas shoes.

She glanced around at the rows of blue plastic chairs, and Lin Fan stood up and waved to her.

Shen Man walked over quickly and glanced down at Tuantuan sleeping in Lin Fan's arms.

The little girl's face was still flushed, her hands were covered with medical tape, her brows were slightly furrowed, and her breathing sounded somewhat heavy.

"How did it get so hot?" Shen Man lowered her voice, sat down in the empty seat next to her, and gently touched Tuantuan's forehead. "Ouch, it's still burning hot."

"She's had a fever-reducing injection and is currently on an azithromycin drip; it'll take time." Lin Fan carefully shifted the position of Tuantuan in his arms, moving her closer to Shen Man.

Shen Man took the child and placed Tuantuan's head on her thigh, while she placed one hand on top of Tuantuan's hand with the IV needle inserted to prevent her from moving around.

"Where's Su Qing? Didn't she take the child away with all sorts of certificates? Why isn't she at the hospital?" Shen Man looked up at Lin Fan, her brows furrowed tightly.

"The nanny said she was in an emergency board meeting at the company and couldn't be reached. She couldn't take responsibility herself, so she called me." Lin Fan's tone was calm, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

After listening, Shen Man sneered. As a woman herself, and as someone who also struggled in the business world, she understood the financial pressures Su Qing was facing, but she absolutely did not condone this approach.

Sighing, Shen Man didn't say anything more, but gestured with her chin towards Lin Fan:

"Go back and cook. I'll keep an eye on things here. If the IV drip runs out or your blood starts flowing back, I'll call the nurse. Drive carefully on the road."

"Thanks. If she wakes up in the middle of the night, give me a call." Lin Fan nodded, without saying anything more polite.

He stood up and strode out of the emergency room building.

The cold night wind blew against his face. Lin Fan walked to the parking lot, got into the driver's seat of the Wuling Hongguang, and turned the key.

The van emitted a low rumble as it drove out of the hospital gate and headed straight for Phoenix Golden Street.

At this time, the streets of Jiangcheng were completely empty.

Fifteen minutes later, Lin Fan parked his car in the back alley of Lin's shop.

Lin Fan took out his key and opened the back door, then walked directly into the kitchen.

With a thought, he instantly vanished from his spot and entered the system farm.

The air on the farm is fresh and moist, with the unique scent of earth.

Lin Fan ignored the thriving vegetables and went straight to the black spiritual soil in the corner, which was specifically used to cultivate medicinal food ingredients.

The purple jade yam, a reward from the system, is planted here.

A few days ago, the farm reached the required number of harvests, and the system shop simultaneously unlocked special crop seeds in the "Medicinal Cuisine" category.

Lin Fan browsed the store and specifically used his points to redeem a few "Purple Jade Yam" seeds, which he then planted.

The item description on the system panel is very clear: Purple Jade Yam is specially made for medicinal cuisine. Its roots and stems are rich in special mucoproteins, and its effects are "strengthening the spleen and stomach and quickly repairing damaged gastrointestinal mucosa". It is most suitable for people who are recovering from a long illness or have weak spleen and stomach to cook porridge to regulate their bodies.

Lin Fan originally intended to stock up on high-end dishes to enrich the restaurant's menu, but he never expected it to come in handy today.

With the farm's time flow speed increased thirty times, the purple yams in the field have fully matured.

Lin Fan squatted down, parted the soft red soil with both hands, and deftly dug out two pieces of yam of even thickness.

The skin has a light purplish-red hue. When one end is broken off, a thick, viscous, snow-white liquid immediately comes out.

Lin Fan squatted down, used both hands to push aside the soft black soil, and deftly dug out two pieces of yam of uniform thickness.

This yam is different from those on the market; its skin has a light purplish-red hue, and its flesh is extremely firm.

Exit the system and return to the real kitchen.

Lin Fan walked to the pool, turned on the tap, and rinsed the dirt off the yams. He put on a pair of disposable plastic gloves, picked up a peeler, and began to peel them.

Purple yam has a lot of mucus, which is translucent and slippery after peeling. If you don't wear gloves, this mucus will cause intense itching if it gets on your skin.

Lin Fan placed the peeled yam on the wooden cutting board. Instead of cutting it into pieces with a knife, he picked up a wide-backed cleaver and used the back of the blade to forcefully pound the yam.

"Slap! Slap!"

The yam fibers were crushed, and then Lin Fan's wrist flicked, the blade rising and falling rapidly, chopping the crushed yam into a fine, sticky yam paste.

Yams treated in this way are easier to cook until they dissolve in the pot, and they are most effective at nourishing the stomach.

He turned around and walked to the stove, placing a small ceramic casserole on it.

Add about half a pot of filtered purified water and bring to a boil over high heat.

While the water was boiling, Lin Fan turned around and walked to the rice bin, grabbing a small handful of the Xiangshui tribute rice produced by the system. He quickly rinsed it twice under the tap and drained the water.

Once the water boiled, Lin Fan poured the rinsed rice into the clay pot.

Once the rice grains were boiling and bursting open in the water, he picked up the cutting board and scraped all the finely chopped, sticky yam puree into the pot.

I took a wooden spoon and slowly stirred it in one direction.

He turned the stove to its lowest setting. The blue flames barely touched the bottom of the casserole.

He didn't add sugar or salt.

Because children's sense of taste is very dull and fragile after a high fever, any extra seasoning will increase the burden on their stomach and kidneys.

The top-quality ingredients produced by this system have a pure, natural sweetness that is most nourishing.

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