Those three simple words made Bo Yuntian wake up suddenly.
The lights in the corridor were turned on, and the warm yellow light poured down, causing the darkness around him to dissipate in an instant.
He turned his head to look, and Liao Qiuwen was standing not far away.
He was wearing the suit from today's banquet, but he took off his coat and wore an apron with a cartoon pattern around his waist.
However, it seemed that there was no sense of disobedience at all, and on the contrary, his cold face was a little more smoky.
Those dark and cold eyes were looking at him quietly.
"Mr. Bo, you woke up, do you feel better?"
The voice was still as calm as ever, but it made Bo Yuntian's heart warm up a little at this moment.
He withdrew his feet nonchalantly, as if nothing had happened just now.
Looking up, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Dr. Liao, why are you still here? I thought you had already left."
His eyes fell on the apron on Liao Qiuwen's body.
Liao Qiuwen noticed his gaze and smiled without explanation, "Mr. Bo, please come with me."
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When he came to the kitchen, Bo Yuntian stared at the steaming bowl of noodles on the table, and was stunned.
"Mr. Bo, I see that you didn't eat much at the banquet, and you made a lot of trouble just now. I was afraid that you would starve, so I borrowed the kitchen here to make a bowl of longevity noodles. Today is your birthday, and I didn't prepare anything This gift, this, is just a blessing to Mr. Bo. My craftsmanship is not very good, and I hope Mr. Bo will not dislike it."
Bo Yuntian didn't speak.
He sat down in front of the table in silence, and picked up the chopsticks in silence.
However, the hand holding the chopsticks trembled a little. After several times of clamping, the noodles were successfully clamped.
The white and tender noodles are placed in a small celadon bowl, and there are oil stars and green onions floating in the noodle soup. It can't be more simple and light.
However, Bo Yuntian felt that this was more delicious than those delicacies at the banquet.
When his father passed away due to a genetic disease, he was still very young and had no memory of him. It was his mother who accompanied him to grow up and shouldered the heavy responsibility of the Bo family. Every birthday, I make a bowl of longevity noodles for him.
Until the day when he turned 18, his mother passed away due to long-term illness after making the last bowl of Changshou noodles.
A full six years have passed.
He didn't expect that today, someone would be willing to make a bowl of longevity noodles for him.
"Mr. Bo, after eating this bowl of longevity noodles, I wish you a long and happy life."
The steam from the noodles blurred the face of the person opposite, and made Bo Yuntian's eye sockets burn.
A heart that had fallen into a cold abyss not long ago, numb and cold, finally regained full consciousness at this moment.
He ate bite by bite, hot tears falling into the noodle soup.
"Doctor Liao..."
Bo Yuntian paused.
"Thank you."
Ding, the target Bo Yuntian's favorability has increased by 8 points, and now his favorability is 85 points.
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After the Changshou noodles incident, Bo Yuntian looked at Jiang Yan more and more tenderly. Jiang Yan seized the opportunity to strike while the iron was hot, and raised his favorability all the way to 89 points.
At the same time, Bo Yuntian's physical condition is getting worse and worse.
In the past, one booster was injected once a month, but now, the whole one has to be injected every two weeks.
Jiang Yan was very worried. Before he could complete the task, the target of the attack would die.
One day, he suddenly received a call from a stranger.
"Hello, is this Dr. Liao? I'm Han Ruiyan."
Jiang Yan rolled his eyes.
Just about to hang up, Han Ruiyan continued: "Don't hang up in a hurry. I know the way to cure Bo Yuntian. Don't you want to know about it?"