Sichuan restaurant, come here to eat non-spicy food, isn't life too boring, "This grilled fish is really delicious, why don't you try it." I looked at him firmly, believing that I was right.
He probably couldn't stand my honest gaze, so he finally picked up a piece of fish. Seeing that Mr. Lu finished eating the fish, his eyes were a little gleaming. As if I had received an amnesty, I actively put vegetables and fish in Mr. Lu's bowl, and also put taro and coriander in it. "This is good to eat together Eat. I didn’t know how to eat spicy food before, and the expression I had when I ate spicy food for the first time was very similar to yours now, seeing death as home.”
I recalled the first time I ate spicy food, and I felt a little strange in my heart. At that time, it was so spicy that my whole mouth hurt for a long time. After I vowed never to eat spicy food again, I started to miss that spicy feeling, and then I couldn’t stop it. , and the skill is getting deeper and deeper, until now it has basically reached the point of perfection. "So don't rush this, take your time."
Afterwards, the egg yolk pumpkin came up, with a golden appearance, it was crispy when bitten down, maybe because of the dish, I became very nostalgic today, and I became very verbose. From college entrance to graduation ceremony, we also said that our class teacher chased our counselor for three full years before we got the beauty back, and the whole class went to their wedding to make trouble, and in the end, they became more and more emotional, so I really wanted to go back. The age of freedom and passion.
Mr. Lu today is also very nice. He listened carefully to my story and didn't tell me to shut up like before. I stroked my round belly contentedly, "I'm full." By the way, I asked Mr. Lu, "Are you full?" Excuse me, let me pay for the few mouthfuls I ate? Besides, it seems that I originally agreed to treat guests, but I am too embarrassed to hurt my self-esteem as a man, "Mr. Lu, you can't swipe cards here, so I'll pay for it!" He quickly withdrew the money quickly. The proprietress enthusiastically sent us out and told us to come again. I nodded, "I will come, I will definitely come again."
When I got home, Xiao Ai asked where is the food? I woke up suddenly, it was over, I was so nostalgic, I forgot about the fact that there was still a mouth at home. "I'm sorry!" I dragged my voice and fled back to the room as if I was running for my life. After I closed the door, I heard a loud bang when my shoes hit the door. I clutched my chest in relief, "Fortunately, I escaped quickly!"
Chapter 11
But what I never imagined was that my first weekend would be deprived of my freedom. If I had known that my next weekend would be like this, I would never invite Mr. Lu to eat grilled fish. I would rather go home and stare at the old man, and then run away. At least then I would still be free.
It was rare to get up early in the morning, so I went downstairs to the roadside stall to buy porridge, buns, and fried dough sticks.
Xiao Ai looked at the deep-fried dough sticks in distaste, and shook her head when she heard that the buns were filled with meat. She just drank the porridge and said, "You will be hungry like this." All the steamed stuffed buns and buns were moved to my site, and she watched what I did with cold eyes, "I'm losing weight. I will buy less greasy ones in the future."
"You're not fat, why lose weight!" I tried to persuade Xiao Ai to give up a stupid idea while eating fried dough sticks.
"I'm going to work." Before leaving, I still gave me a big smile, and I have to go to work on weekends. The life of an artist is really not something ordinary people like me can understand.
I haven't settled down on the arrangements for the next two days. Yesterday my mother called and said that the old man's mood has eased a lot, especially after knowing that I have found a job that I can feel proud of. I wonder if I can return to my hometown , to melt the icy relationship with the family. There is no way to go on like this all the time, and the New Year is also a blink of an eye. I can't keep procrastinating.
So when I was eating fried dough sticks, I decided to go home, but after taking a bite of porridge, the mobile phone that was left in the room started ringing loudly. Unable to stand the continuous music, I put down the spoon in my hand, ran back to the room with my slippers on, "Hello." It's an unfamiliar number, which naturally made me feel bad.
"Xu Xiaoyun, come to Yicheng No. 1 hospital right now. Immediately!" The other party spoke very hurriedly, making me think that something serious happened, wait, the hospital, "Who are you?" I asked, praying that it would not be a family member accident.
"I'm Lin Yang! What the hell did you eat with Lu Yucheng yesterday, and now he's lying in the emergency room?"
"What!" I jumped out of the bed in shock, Xu Xiaoyun, you idiot, people don't want to eat it, you insist on forcing people to eat it, now you're better and you're going to the hospital, this is a big disaster. If the defendant is accused of abetting, isn't it very serious! My brain was like a square rolling downhill, thumping, thumping, not to mention the deviation, and I was always stuck.
Because I was in a hurry, I casually checked my wallet and phone and ran out. I prayed that Mr. Lu would not die along the way. I tried to increase the number of times I said this sentence to alleviate my sins. So I guess I arrived at the hospital when I said that I was about to run away.
But I don't have any contact information, remembering that Lin Yanggang called me. I dialed back, and after a while, someone picked up the phone, "Where are you?"
"The gate of the hospital."
"Hurry up to Room 8 on the 8th floor, there is no delay."
"Okay." I responded again and again. I rushed to the eighth floor non-stop. The more anxious I felt, the elevator was coming down very slowly. Finally, the elevator came. One of the places with the highest population density is the elevator entrance, especially the elevator entrance of the hospital. Now it is estimated that one of them will be wiped out. When I walked out of the eighth floor, I no longer had the restraint and ladylikeness when I came here. Now I am as decadent and panting as if I ran 800 meters, and my hair is also a bit messy. unimportant.
Lin Yang saw me right away, walked over and dragged me away before I could catch my breath. I complained: "Why is the emergency room of the first hospital located on the eighth floor, how tiring it is to go up!"
Lin Yang turned his head and gave me a blank look: "He is resting now!"
Gritting your teeth! My heart trembled, and I asked uneasily, "Then, are you all right?"
"You'll know if you watch it yourself." Here it is again, a show that rich people are passionate about, let you find out for yourself. In the single ward, there are all kinds of facilities. If you don't consider the hospital bed and some medical equipment, people will almost misunderstand that this is a high-end single apartment.
Lin Yang cruelly pulled me to the side of Mr. Lu's hospital bed. Looking at his pale, bloodless face, a coolness began to spread from the soles of my feet, and my scalp felt numb. I still couldn't help asking Lin Yang , "Is he really okay!" Lin Yang walked away impatiently.
I looked at his back as he walked away and couldn't say anything. I turned my head and lowered my head to continue to look at Mr. Lu's face carefully. My breathing was weak but at least it was steady. I finally breathed a sigh of relief. Following in Lin Yang's footsteps, I also walked out of the ward, and saw him bowing his head to tell a stranger something. I told him with gestures that I would go down first. After walking a few steps, he strode forward, "Where are you going?"
"Pay the money!"
"what money?"
"Mr. Lu's medical expenses! I brought all my belongings."
He couldn't help but burst out laughing, "Do you think your big boss will care about your little money?"
I glared at him, and after seeing him calm down a little, he said seriously: "I know the big boss doesn't care about money, but this happened because of me, and I can't evade responsibility. Besides, I don't want to eat grilled fish in the future. Guilty! I can’t even eat it properly!”
Lin Yang held back his laughter, and turned my body in the other direction, "If you feel guilty, go and take care of the patient."
As a result, I was sent to the ward again, and I was safe when I came. While the patient was sleeping soundly, I hurriedly visited the whole room systematically. As expected of a rich man, the toilet is very big, in short, it is much bigger than ours There are many, and the bathing equipment inside is also very high-end.
In the room outside, I glanced at the sleeping patient. In fact, I really didn’t think there was anything wrong with me. I nestled on the sofa and listened to Mr. Lu’s steady breathing. Maybe it was too quiet, and I accidentally fell asleep.
When I woke up again, I found that a nurse was changing Mr. Lu's infusion. I don't know when there was an extra blanket on my body. I quickly stood up from the sofa and found that Mr. Lu had also woken up. I was very happy to see someone waking up, and said with a smile, "Mr. Lu, are you awake? Do you want to eat something?" After thinking about it, Is it because I encouraged people to eat grilled fish that they ruined their health, so they quickly changed their words, "I won't eat it, I won't eat it, I will definitely not eat it!"
"I'm really hungry." Mr. Lu said these words, plain but full of temptation.
I looked at the nurse begging for help, and she looked at me helplessly, "You can only eat a little light porridge, don't eat greasy and spicy ones, in short, don't eat anything that irritates the stomach."
I nodded my head like a pounding garlic, turned my head and made a yes sign to Mr. Lu. With the permission of the leader and the doctor, I rushed down to buy food. It was already past the noon meal time, and my stomach was already croaking with hunger. Considering that there was another person upstairs, I bought some easy-to-pack packages, such as steamed buns with crab roe and shrimp meat, and a bowl of green vegetable noodles. I brought Mr. Lu a bowl of white porridge.
Going up happily, I heard someone talking in the ward, "Yu Cheng, if Yang Yang hadn't told me, would you be sick just like this? Mom made barley and sago porridge