"I'll buy it for you if you don't like it. Wait!"

Seeing that the old father was about to eat, Yang Suyun was so happy that she took her sister Yang Suqin and went out.

"What are you doing? What are you doing here?"

Squint like a statue standing in front of the hospital bed motionless Mo yanjue, the old man has no good airway.

Mo yanjue didn't want to make grandpa angry either. He nodded, "well, have a good rest. I'll go first."

"Let's go, let's go!"

Mr. Yang's heart is still on the insulated barrel under the bed. It's not delicious if he doesn't eat it for a while.

Mo yanjue just left the front foot, and the old man at the back foot found the heat preservation barrel under the bed. He sat happily on the bed and ate it. The more he ate, the better it was. It was more delicious than the chef at home.

At this moment, he is looking forward to the girl bringing him food tomorrow.

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Muqiqi was specially chosen to leave the hospital the next afternoon in order to deliver another meal to the old man.

Taking advantage of the gap between Mo yanjue's return to the company, she secretly changed into protective clothing again. She was just about to open the door to go out, but she didn't want to come in alone.

I'm so stupid.

"And the patients in this room?" I heard song Qingyun ask.

Muqiqi breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that she was wearing a mask and song Qingyun didn't recognize her.

"Oh, to go out for a walk." In order to avoid exposure, Muqiqi is concise and comprehensive, and try to talk less.

"Oh!" Song Qingyun nodded and went out again.

Muqiqi patted her small chest and breathed a sigh of relief. She was scared to death. She was really afraid of being recognized.

Carefully picking the door and looking into the corridor, she was sure there was no one she knew, so she walked out safely and boldly.

······In Mr. Yang's ward.

The arrival of Muqiqi made the old man's eyes smile into a slit. "Ouch, girl, the old man has been waiting for half a day, just like you stuttered."

"Do you like it?" Muqiqi is very surprised.

"That is!"

"Haha, to tell you the truth, I made it myself." Muqiqi smiled sheepishly and put the heat preservation barrel on the small table one by one.

"I see it!" The old man is not stingy to her approval, benevolent eyebrows full of her appreciation.

"You see that?" Muqiqi felt more incredible.

"Hey, what you cook is different from what you buy outside."

Yesterday two daughters brought him some more food. He just looked at it and didn't eat a bite.

The taste is not right. I have no appetite.

"Is it?"

The old man likes the food she cooks. Muqiqi is very happy. Whether or not the old man can recognize her marriage with Mo yanjue in the future, she wants to do something for him.

"Yes!"

The old man said as he ate, he couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

"Girl, I don't know your name, old man."

Muqi lips, a time do not know how to answer.

After thinking about it, sun Zhenzhen's name was finally given out.

"Really? Good name! " The old man likes this girl. He thinks she's good at everything, even her name is easy to call.

"I have something to tell you."

Muqiqi has something to do with it. She will leave the hospital in the afternoon, which means that she can't deliver any more food to the old man. Besides, she will go to s city to study tomorrow, and there will be no chance in the future.

"What is it?"

What did Yang Xun feel through her big clear eyes? He immediately put down his chopsticks and asked seriously.

Mu Qiqi felt a little bit sad when he saw the old man's appearance. After a pause, he said: "I can't come tomorrow"