Jian Yuncheng didn't get up today, so Jian Yiling felt something was wrong. After waiting for a while, he pushed open Jian Yuncheng's room before he got up.
Seeing that Jian Yuncheng was still asleep, Jian Yiling walked to the bed and touched his forehead.
Then I knew he had a fever.
Jian Yuncheng knew that he had a fever. If he didn't want to go to the hospital, he had to take medicine.
Before Jian Yuncheng stretched out his hand, the soft white hand brought the medicine to his mouth.
Jian Yuncheng opened his mouth and took the medicine in his mouth.
Then Jian Yiling brought the moderately warm water to his mouth, and he could drink it by lowering his head slightly.
With warm water, Jian Yuncheng took the medicine.
The effect of the medicine hit, and Jian Yuncheng was swept away by the trapped thoughts.
During this period, Jian Yuncheng always felt that there was someone around him, but it did not disturb him and it was very quiet.
But I could feel her changing the towel on her forehead.
Half a day passed unknowingly, and when Jian Yuncheng woke up again, he felt a lot more relaxed.
And the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Jian Yiling sitting beside his bed quietly holding a book.
Very quiet, very well-behaved, silently guarding his bedside.
Realizing that Jian Yuncheng was awake, Jian Yiling stood up.
Then he left the room.
Jian Yuncheng was stunned for a moment.
Jian Yiling came back after a while, holding a steaming bowl of scallop porridge in his hand.
Jian Yiling placed the scallop porridge on Jian Yuncheng's bedside table, and then looked at him with a pair of bright eyes...
Is she supervising him to eat porridge
Jian Yuncheng took a look at the scallop porridge. It was full of color, flavor and appetite.
And he was indeed hungry now. He hadn't eaten anything until this morning.
Jian Yuncheng picked up the porridge and couldn't stop after taking the first sip.
This porridge is so delicious. I don’t know if I am very hungry, but this ordinary bowl of scallop porridge tastes wonderful.
Jian Yuncheng was drinking when he saw Jian Yiling turning around and leaving the room.
After a while she came back.
The palm of his hand was holding a tray with eight neatly placed small bowls, each of which contained an exquisite breakfast dish.
A plate of pan-fried salmon; a plate of fried burdock with carrots and fungus; a plate of pickled radish; an onsen egg; a bowl of bonito and tofu soup; a bowl of tamagoyaki; a tuna hand; and a small plate of fruit platter. .
Every dish looks exquisite and attractive.
Jian Yuncheng originally felt that he was full after drinking a bowl of porridge, but after seeing this exquisite snack, he immediately regained his appetite.
So these eight dishes were also swept away.
After eating and drinking enough, Jian Yuncheng instantly felt that he had been resurrected with full blood.
The eight small bowls were eaten cleanly, with nothing left.
Jian Yiling took the bowl away again.
Jian Yiling didn't speak, but expressed it well with actions.
Jian Yuncheng looked at his little sister's well-behaved and quiet appearance, and unknowingly, the anger in his heart towards her dissipated a lot.
After Jian Yuncheng turned on the computer, he slept for most of the day and wasted a lot of time.
While dealing with business, Jian Yuncheng still thought about the breakfast just now from time to time. I wonder when Mrs. An learned the Japanese breakfast, which was so delicious.
Jian Yuncheng thought that when Yun Nao came back from the hospital, he would ask Aunt An to make breakfast like this for him.
Jian Yuncheng didn't know that Aunt An took leave today, and Aunt Mo was helping Nuan Nuan in the hospital. He and Jian Yiling were the only two people at home.