Chapter 522 There's No Difference

"Tong Huaer, I asked you to cook noodles for me. Is this what you make?"

After a while, Zong Beili's cold voice rang out in the ward, and his thin lips showed that he was not satisfied.

"This is noodles." Tong Huaer said.

Zong Beili sneered, "Are you sure this isn't paste?!"

"Of course not. It's just that the doctor told you to only eat liquid food, so I cooked it a little softer. It looks a little ugly, but it's good for your health."

Tong Huaer explained.

She really didn't lie. Just now when she was cooking the noodles, she took into account his illness and made the noodles soft.

"Make it soft?" Zong Beili stared at her and smiled coldly. His thin lips curled up in a sarcastic arc, "Have you ever seen noodles that you can't pick up with chopsticks?"

Tong Huaer: ..."

Well, it's not just a little softer.

"Then stop eating. Let the nurse bring in the porridge."

Tong Huaer reached for the bowl quickly.

In fact, it would be better if he didn't eat. After all, he hasn't fully recovered yet. If he ate his stomach again, it would be even more troublesome.

"Why should I not eat?!" Zong Beili gave her a cold look and said, "Get me a spoon!"

"Ah?"

Tong Huaer was stunned. Seeing that zong beili really wanted to eat, he could not say anything more and turned to walk to the kitchen.

Zong Beili glanced coldly at her back and lowered his head to stare at the bowl in front of him. A hint of disgust flashed through his black eyes, and a feeling of longing surged up again.

It had been a long time since he had tasted it. For the past six months, he would occasionally make it himself, but no matter how he made it, it didn't taste right.

Knock knock knock."

Three soft knocks suddenly sounded on the door, interrupting Zong Beili's thoughts.

"Come in."

Zong Beili looked up at the door. The door of the ward was pushed open from the outside, and a tall figure appeared. Zong Beili's black eyes narrowed, and the body on the bed moved towards the door in an instant.

In the kitchen, Tong Huaer had just reached for the spoon when he suddenly noticed the thread on his feet moving. As soon as he lowered his head, he heard a loud noise coming from outside!

Tong Huaer was shocked and turned to run outside, "Zong Beili!"

As soon as she ran out of the kitchen, she did not see what she thought of Zong Beili's pain. Instead, she saw two men fighting at the door not far away. Tong Huaer was stunned and stared at the scene in horror.

"Ah!"

Tangdou's screams rang out at the door. Tong Huaer looked at the door and saw the little guy standing at the door with a dull face. He was obviously frightened by the fight.

"Zong Beili, stop fighting! Lan Shaoyan, stop! Stop fighting!"

Tong Huaer shouted anxiously.

But zong beili and Lan Shaoyan punched me and kicked me. They didn't seem to hear her at all. They wanted to kill each other every time.

Tong Huaer was so anxious that she was about to run towards zong Beili when a strong force tugged at her ankle and instantly brought her down.

"Ah!"

Tong Huaer pounced forward with a scream and knocked over a vase on the cupboard.

Tong Huaer fell to the ground with her eyes wide open in horror and saw the vase fall straight into her face. At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly blocked her view.

Tong Huaer heard a muffled sound, but before he could react, he heard another muffled groan above his head.

Tong Huaer looked up, and Zong Beili's handsome face suddenly came into view!

"Zong Beili!" Tong Huaer was frightened. Knowing that he had just used his body to block the falling vase, he quickly sat up and asked anxiously, "How are you? Does it hurt?"

Tong Huaer wanted to check Zong Beili's back, but suddenly his body was held down by a strong force. Zong Beili stared at her and said, "Where did you hurt yourself?"

Tong Huaer was stunned for a few seconds before regaining his senses. After a pause, he suddenly felt a sharp pain. He lowered his head and looked at his foot strangely, "I..."

"Let me see!"

Zong Beili grabbed her foot and frowned to check on Tong Huaer's injury.

On the other side.

Lan Shaoyan leaned against the wall, his shirt torn in several places, and he tilted his head to look at the two people on the ground. His handsome face was somewhat lonely.

Does the little girl know he's here?

I think she knows. After all, she seemed to have called him by his name just now, but she hasn't even looked him in the eye!

Lan Shaoyan suddenly remembered what Bruce said, "She only has that man in her heart..."

Master lan closed his eyes, his thin lips pulled up a self-deprecating sneer. He was not afraid of Zong Beili finding him, nor was he afraid of fighting him, but now...

"I sprained it. I didn't hurt my bones." Zong Beili finished examining Tong Huaer and frowned.

"I..." Tong Huaer's eyes flashed and suddenly saw Lan Shaoyan leaning against the wall on the other side. He frowned and said, "Lan Shaoyan, you..."

Tong Huaer had never expected such a big thing to happen outside when he just went in to get a spoon!

Her body suddenly sounded in the ward. Lan Shaoyan frowned and opened his eyes. His eyes were fixed on Tong Huaer and he said, "I'll take you away!"

"Ah?" Tong Huaer was stunned.

She didn't expect Lan Shaoyan to say such a thing, and it was in front of Zong Beili!

"Oh, it seems that you weren't beaten enough just now!"

Zong Beili stood up with a sneer and was about to walk towards Lan Shaoyan. His black eyes shot out a strong murderous spirit. These days, he was reluctant to attack child Huaer, but he would not be reluctant to beat him up!

"Zong Beili!" Tong Huaer quickly grabbed Zong Beili's hand and looked at him pleadingly, "Stop fighting, please!"

"Tong Huaer, how dare you plead for him?! Believe it or not, I'll beat you up!" Zong Beili turned around and glared angrily at her.

If it weren't for Lan Shaoyan, he wouldn't have been separated from her for so long!

This woman is still pleading for Lan Shaoyan!!!

Zong Beili was very angry, which could be seen from his eyes now. Tong Huaer bit his lip and looked at her with fixed eyes, "I'm not..."

"Heh..."

Before Tong Huaer could finish his sentence, a sneer of ridicule broke out in the ward.

Master lan yanfeng looked at the silver line between Zong Beili and zongtong Huaer with a half-smile and said, "Young master Zong's deep love is really touching! What are you going to do with her? Tie her up for the rest of her life and marry another woman in peace. You don't have to worry about her running away again anyway, do you?"

"Lan Shaoyan..." Tong Huaer frowned.

She and Zong Beili had never talked about this issue in the past few days, but this issue should not be raised by Master lan. After all, Zong Beili already had a great opinion of him, and saying these words now was no different from deliberately angering Zong Beili!

"Do you have to worry about my business?!"

Zongbei said with a sullen face. He had no intention of discussing this with Lan Shaoyan.