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

"It tastes great, the ribs are stewed until very tender." Lin Fan said gently, "Do you often cook for yourself at home?"

Su Xiaoxiao was praised by the chef and, feeling a little embarrassed, rubbed her apron with the back of her hand.

"Yes. My parents used to work on construction sites, and they got off work very late every day."

"When I was in junior high school, I would stand on a small stool to reach the stove and cook after school. I gradually got the hang of it."

Su Xiaoxiao smiled a little shyly.

"While it certainly can't compare to your cooking skills, Brother Lin, it's still enough for a couple of simple home-cooked meals."

Lin Fan looked at the sensible and hardworking female college student in front of him and nodded.

"That's already very good. You eat first, and I'll serve Tuantuan a bowl and bring it up."

Lin Fan stood up, took another small bowl, filled it halfway with clear pork rib and corn soup, picked out a piece of tender pork rib, carefully removed the small bones, and carried it upstairs.

Push open the bedroom door.

The room was warm, and the afternoon sun shone through the glass window onto the small bed.

Tuantuan was snuggled up in bed, holding the box of watercolors Su Xiaoxiao had bought that morning, diligently coloring in a brand-new picture book. Her little orange cat, Xiajiao, was curled up beside her pillow, fast asleep.

Hearing the door open, Tuantuan looked up, saw Lin Fan, and immediately held up the picture book in her hand as if it were a treasure.

"Dad, look! I drew a big tiger!"

Lin Fan walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed. The picture book contained a cat drawn crookedly in orange and black watercolor pens, with several circles representing rice bowls drawn next to it.

"It's drawn very well. This tiger looks like a shrimp dumpling." Lin Fan reached out and touched his daughter's forehead. Her temperature was perfectly normal, and her palms and soles were dry.

"Auntie said that when I get better, this big tiger will be able to catch bad guys." Tuantuan put down her picture book, hugged Lin Fan's arm, and rubbed her little face against his sleeve.

Lin Fan smoothed her slightly messy hair. "Auntie Xiaoxiao has made some pork rib soup downstairs. Get up and have some."

Tuantuan nodded obediently and sat up straight.

Lin Fan scooped up the soup with a spoon, blew on it, and fed it to her.

Although she is only five years old, after these few days of turmoil at the Su family's house, she seems to have become very cautious, even when drinking soup.

Watching his daughter eat heartily, Lin Fan pulled up a chair and sat down beside her. The weight that had been hanging over his heart for four days finally settled down.

He didn't need any grand revenge, nor did he need to prove anything to Su Qing.

As long as I can watch my daughter sitting peacefully in front of me eating every day, that's enough.

After Tuantuan finished drinking the pork rib soup in her bowl, Lin Fan took a tissue and gently wiped the grease from the corner of her mouth.

"After you've eaten, close your eyes and take a nap. You'll feel much better after sweating it out." Lin Fan placed the empty bowl on the bedside table and tucked the blanket around the little girl.

"Mmm." Tuantuan shrank deeper into the blankets, hugging the shrimp dumpling next to her with her two little hands. After a few minutes, her breathing became even and long.

Lin Fan sat by the bed for a while, making sure his daughter was sound asleep, before quietly carrying the empty bowl downstairs.

In the lobby on the first floor, Su Xiaoxiao was wiping the already clean table again with a rag. Seeing Lin Fan come down, she asked in a low voice, "Asleep?"

"I'm going to sleep." Lin Fan nodded, walked to the sink, washed the bowls clean, and put them upside down on the shelf. "I don't have anything to do this afternoon, you can go back to school. I'll watch the shop."

"I'm not in a hurry. It's an elective class this afternoon, I can leave after roll call." Su Xiaoxiao waved her hand and pulled up a chair to sit down.

"Brother Lin, if you're tired, go lie down on the folding bed for a while. I'll keep an eye on the door here."

Lin Fan smiled and didn't refuse again.

He walked to the water dispenser, filled a glass with warm water, held it in his hands, and looked out at the quiet street.

Life seems to have returned to its previous calm and steady rhythm.

……

At the same time.

Jiangcheng, United Family Healthcare high-end private hospital, penthouse VIP suite.

The environment here is a world apart from the crowded and chaotic emergency observation rooms of public hospitals.

The floor was covered with a thick handmade wool carpet, and the air was filled with the calming and sleep-inducing scent of lavender.

The panoramic window next to the hospital bed offers a panoramic view of most of the bustling city.

This morning, after waking up in a public hospital and having a big argument with her parents, Su Qing didn't want to stay a second longer.

She forced her assistant, Xiao Li, to contact the private hospital and transfer her there.

But Su Qing, lying on the high-end custom-made hospital bed, felt no sense of relief whatsoever.

Her face was ashen, her eyes were bluish, and an IV needle was inserted into the back of her hand, with clear nutrient solution dripping into her veins.

She held a tablet computer in her hand, the screen displaying the final prospectus for the Su Group's IPO in the United States.

This is something she has risked her life for over the past few years, but now, staring at the screen, she doesn't even have the strength to read two lines of text.

A kind of weariness, as if her soul had been ripped away, felt like she was being forcibly dragged into an abyss.

She was afraid to sleep. She was afraid that if she closed her eyes, she would never wake up again.

"Click".

The double wooden doors to the ward were pushed open from the outside.

This is Dr. Chen, the chief internal medicine expert whom United Family Hospital poached from abroad at great expense.

Assistant Xiao Li followed behind the doctor and closed the door behind him.

"Mr. Su, our team of experts from our private hospital held a joint consultation this morning and reviewed your biochemical screening report from the First People's Hospital of the city..."

Director Chen sighed, his tone filled with regret.

"I'm sorry, the emergency room doctor at the First Municipal Hospital did not misdiagnose you. You do indeed have 'neurometabolic dysplasia syndrome'."

Upon hearing this, Su Qing gripped the bed sheet beneath her tightly.

"Director Chen, your hospital is the best and most expensive in the entire Jiangcheng! You have the most advanced equipment and can arrange video consultations with top international experts at any time!"

Su Qing's voice trembled slightly, but she still tried to find confidence in the money, "No matter what imported special drugs or targeted therapies we use, as long as it can cure the disease, money is not a problem at all!"

"This isn't about money, Mr. Su."

Director Chen closed the folder with a sigh.

"This rare disease is currently a blank area in the global medical community."

"No matter how much money you spend, whether in China or abroad, there is no cure."

"What we can do now, just like the First Municipal Hospital, is to administer high concentrations of neurotrophic agents to you in an effort to delay the onset of a deep coma."

Director Chen looked at her ashen face, hesitated for a moment, and added:

"The case of self-healing through diet that the First Municipal Hospital mentioned to you before..."