In the next few days, Fang Yaqing would send chicken soup to the hospital, but the nurses were sent to the ward.

In addition to the first day Ji yangkun thought it was Ji Wenqing who sent it in person. For two days in a row, he was suspicious.

"Why does your aunt always ask the nurse to bring chicken soup in? Why doesn't she come in?"

Ji Shaoheng's eyes flickered: "maybe it's something temporary. I left before I could send it in."

"Everyone has arrived at the door of the ward. Even if you are in a hurry, you should come in and say hello." Ji yangkun was dissatisfied with this point, and then he saw Ji Shaoheng had poured a bowl to drink, "Stinky boy, you can leave some for me."

Ji Shaoheng burned his tongue for a while, then he breathed two breaths in a hurry. When he got better, he said, "Dad, I'll take the first sip. The rest is yours. I won't rob you."

That afternoon, Ji Wenqing and Xie suling came to the hospital to deliver their meals. Ji yangkun praised Ji Wenqing: "your cooking skills have improved a lot."

Ji Wenqing thought he was talking about the meal at the moment. Wen chuckled: "it's not made by me."

Ji yangkun took over the dishes and chopsticks she handed: "I mean the chicken soup that comes every day."

Ji Wenqing was stunned and asked blankly, "what chicken soup?"

Ji Shaoheng washed his hands and came out. He heard Ji yangkun asking about Ji Wenqing chicken soup. He said quickly, "Auntie, don't you bring us chicken soup at noon every day, don't you remember?"

Ji Wenqing looked at him and saw that he kept squeezing his eyes. Now he also guessed a score of seven or eight.

"I'm old. I can't remember very well." "Do you still like chicken soup?" she remedied

"It's delicious. You have a heart." When Ji yangkun thought of the chicken soup he had drunk these two days, he was still in the end of his mind, "but how could you give the chicken soup to the nurse and not bring it in by yourself?"

Ji Wenqing said with a smile: "every time I just went outside the ward, someone called me. I had something to leave, so I had to give the things to the nurse and let her bring them in for me."

Ji Yangwen nodded and said nothing more.

Seeing that he and Xie suling did not suspect, Ji Shaoheng breathed a sigh of relief.

He has been in the hospital for several days in a row. The wound on his back has scab. The doctor said that there was no big problem. After dinner, he would be discharged.

After the discharge procedures, he, Ji Wenqing and Xie suling left the hospital.

In the elevator, Xie suling said, "come home with me."

Ji Shaoheng two people in trouser pocket, lazy way: "I will go home, but not old house."

Xie suling suddenly became angry: "do you want to find Fang Yaqing?"

Ji Shaoheng counter asked: "she is my wife, why can't I go to her?"

After knowing what Xie suling said to Yaqing that day, Ji Shaoheng felt that his mother was really troublesome.

"Besides, she is pregnant and you are also a mother. Don't always use words to stimulate her. The child in her belly is your grandson."

Xie suling was not angry. She said to Ji Wenqing, "listen, is this a son's attitude towards his mother?"

Ji Wenqing was unable to help both sides speak, so she did not speak.

When she got to the first floor, the elevator door opened and Xie suling walked out. Ji Wenqing followed her with an empty heat preservation bucket.

At this time, Ji Shaoheng, who was still standing in the elevator and was ready to go to the parking lot on the first floor, said, "before you accept her, I don't intend to go back to that house."

With that, he pressed the close button.

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