Su Mohan in the ward had already woken up, with a book rolled in his hand, reading it seriously.

Only occasionally glanced in the direction of the door, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he looked in the direction of the door again, and when he saw that it was Chu Zheng, a faint sense of loss flashed in his eyes.

Chu Zheng erected the table on the side of the hospital bed, and then put the food in front of Su Mohan as well, especially the things sent by Concubine Ye in the position closest to Su Mohan, and then quietly left.

Su Mohan didn't pay attention at first, and he didn't have much appetite.

After just taking a bite of the dish, he frowned slightly, carefully looked at the dishes on the table, sandwiched a chopstick, and tasted it.

The first few dishes, I don't know if it's because of the wrong taste, Su Mohan's brows have been twisted and never let go, until the few dishes placed in the back, he tasted the craftsmanship of his own chef in one bite.

Su Mohan stared at the few dishes in front of him and lost his mind, and then his brows gradually relaxed, and he ate a lot.

When the servants came to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, they couldn't help but be slightly stunned when they saw the empty plates in front of them, they knew very well what their young master was eating, and they would never eat up the things on the plates.

Although the servant was a little surprised, he did not say much, and quietly withdrew his things and left the room.

Su Mohan's mood improved a lot, and after breakfast, he began to look forward to lunch, and waited until noon, and the meal was quickly served again.

The first thing Su Mohan did was to taste every dish, and Chu Zheng, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but be a little surprised, looking at him with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

At dinner, Chu Zheng changed the order of the dishes, and did not put the things sent by Concubine Ye in front, but mixed them with the cook's cooking, but when the servants cleaned up the dishes, Chu Zheng once again found that the things sent by Concubine Ye had been eaten, and immediately felt a touch of contempt for his young master in his heart.

was obviously looking forward to people coming, but as soon as they came, they began to pretend to be uncles.

You deserve to be heartbroken and lonely until you grow old!

Just when Chu Zheng looked at Su Mohan with disdain, a cold gaze fell on him.

Chu Zheng shuddered and bowed his head silently, but saw Su Mohan say quietly: "What do you think?" ”

Chu Zheng cleared his throat and continued, "I'm wondering when my master will recover." ”

Su Mohan snorted lightly and said again: "It's better not to let me know that you brought me some messy things to eat, otherwise it will ......"

Listening to Su Mohan's threat, no matter how good Rao is Chu Zheng's temper was, he couldn't help but raise a middle finger in his heart at this moment and scolded a cursive word.

Damn, you ate everything you sent, but you're still pretending to be a big clove of garlic here!

Early the next morning, Chu Zheng looked at the thermos box in his hand, did not pour it into the tray again, but put it in the kitchen, and directly cut off the meal prepared by the chef to Su Mohan, sat in the kitchen and opened the insulated lunch box, sat at the table and ate it.

Su Mohan, who was full of anticipation, finally waited for his love breakfast again, but after tasting all the dishes two or three times, he was sure that he didn't find anything unpalatable, and his face couldn't help but darken.

Is that the woman's conscience limited to that?

Or is her means of trying to get him back limited to three meals a day?

Su Mohan put down the chopsticks in his hand with a gloomy face, and the two servants next to him stood aside and didn't dare to breathe.