Chapter 1196

Although the stir-fry looks dark and not slippery, but in the end, it is a dish made with hard work, and Fengxian and Yan Zheng both hope to be recognized by others.

It's just that Zhan Hanjue's chopsticks refused to appreciate their dishes, and Fengxian had to beg Zheng Ling, who was beautiful and kind, "Sister Zheng Ling, you can taste our fried cauliflower." ”

But the impatiens had just picked up the cauliflower. The Lord of War Chill avoided it. Picking up his noodle bowl, the phoenix's cauliflower fell on the table.

"Big brother, I've worked so hard." Fengxian was very aggrieved.

Zhan Hanjue was unmoved, rolled up the noodles, and fed them into Zheng Ling's mouth.

Zheng Ling was very surprised, "Brother Jue, I want to try the craftsmanship of Fengxian." ”

Fengxian didn't know what the problem was, so she protested confidently, "What's wrong with the dish soap?" Can't you eat dish soap? Why do you buy it and put it in the kitchen if you can't eat it? ”

Yan Zhengling guessed that Feng Xian, the Han Han, didn't understand what Zhan Hanjue meant, and explained to her very seriously, "Feng Xian, you should use oil for stir-frying, not dish soap." Dish soap is used to wash dishes. ”

Feng Xian looked at Zhan Han Jue very worriedly, but Zhan Han Jue politely refused: "Zheng Ling, their rice is sandwiched raw rice, and their dishes are fried with dish soap." Can't eat. ”

Yan Zhengling was dumbfounded.

When Yan Zheng came out, Zhan Hanjue was still talking on the side, "Does it matter?" Why don't you go to the hospital and wash your stomach? ”

Yan Zheng deliberately pretended to be fearless, and said: "I read the instructions of the dish soap, poison does not kill people, don't worry!" ”

The impatiens were dumbfounded.

Yan Zheng pulled out all the dishes in his mouth, and was so anxious that he ran into the kitchen and began to rinse his mouth.

Yan Zheng entered the kitchen again and challenged Yangchun Baixuemian.

Although the noodles are too soft, they are delicious with the condiments of Zhan Hanjue.

Feng Xian looked at the table full of dishes, and looked regretful, "What about these dishes?" ”

"It's down. I'll give you the following. ”

"What about you?" Yan Zheng was dissatisfied.

Zhan Hanjue hugged Zheng Ling, "I'll take Zheng Ling to take a lunch break." ”

Fengxian ate this lunch to her heart's content.

After eating, Zhan Hanjue said domineeringly: "You two make the kitchen like that, remember to clean up the kitchen before leaving." ”

When she was at the door of Tan Xiaoyu's ward, she lingered.

She didn't know if her arrival would cause trouble for Tan Xiaoyu.

Yan Zheng flattened his mouth and resigned himself to his fate: "Okay." ”

In the afternoon, Fengxian came to Media Asia Hospital with a sense of awe.

"Fengxian, thank you for coming to see me."

Fengxian's nervousness was all washed away by her friendliness and warmth.

Finally, he mustered up the courage to knock on the door of the ward.

When Tan Xiaoyu saw Fengxian, she was slightly stunned. Then he smiled at her friendly.

"Sister Xiaoyu." As soon as the phoenix spoke, her eyes moistened and her voice choked.

She walked to the side of the bed, held Xiaoyu's hand tightly, and said incoherently: "You must be well, Sister Zhengling and I are waiting for you to come back." ”

Tan Xiaoyu said: "Do you know everything?" ”

The impatiens nodded with red eyes. "Sister Xiaoyu, thank you, thank you for saving Yan Zheng. Thank you for giving me a chance to make amends for him in my lifetime. ”

Tan Xiaoyu stretched out her hand and gently wiped away Feng Xian's tears, and said, "Feng Xian, there is something I want to tell you." At the beginning, after Yan Zheng and I had a kidney transplant, he had a great exclusivity reaction in his body, and the doctor announced that he might not live long, so he decided to give up on you. ”