"Are you hungry now?"

Without saying a word, Luo Yurou directly pushed the food in front of her and said.

"I can't eat anything without your cooking."

In this regard, Zhang Xiaofan rubbed his chin and thought about it. After he nodded, he said.

"Well, wait for me here for a moment."

With that, Zhang Xiaofan simply cleaned up and walked out of the ward.

Luo Yurou, on the bed, saw that Zhang Xiaofan actually left as she said. She subconsciously stretched out her hand and said, "ah!" He called out to stop Zhang Xiaofan.

But before Luo Yurou could shout out the words, Zhang Xiaofan had already walked out of the ward and disappeared in the corridor of the hospital.

Seeing this, she could not help but began to think about it.

"No, did he really go home to cook?"

"I just

"I just mentioned it casually. If I call on him like this, will he be angry with me? Will he feel that I have Princess disease and miss temper?"

With the departure of Zhang Xiaofan, Luo Yurou began to worry about gain and loss again. She only felt that time was passing very slowly. Every minute was like a year.

Before and after this, just an hour and a half, she sat alone on the bed, as if staring for a full century.

Until Zhang Xiaofan's figure appeared in the ward again, Luo Yurou's heart, which was high in her throat at that moment, was put back into her chest.

"Now, are you hungry?"

With that, Zhang Xiaofan took out a large heat preservation bucket and several heat preservation lunch boxes from the canvas bag he was carrying, and put them one by one in front of Luo Yurou.

"In a hurry, I didn't have time to make a big meal for you, so I made a few simple meals. You can eat a little, and I'll make a big meal for you another day!"

Smell speech, Luo Yurou also hurriedly straight up, will be in front of the heat preservation lunch box one by one open, but see it is Beijing sauce shredded meat, dry fried baby vegetables and farm fried meat, these are ordinary to no longer ordinary.

If, in the past, Luo Yurou was still a young lady of the Luo family, these dishes would be ugly.

But even so, the same dishes fall into Luo Yurou's eyes. These simple home cooked dishes are the best in color, fragrance, taste and taste. OK?

Though, she hasn't really tasted it yet.

And Luo Yurou, she can't wait to pick up the chopsticks, reluctantly move forward, want to have a good taste.

Zhang Xiaofan see Luo Yurou action is not convenient, he is also in a hurry to help Luo Yurou sit up straight from the bed.

Luo Yurou smiles at Zhang Xiaofan and puts a piece of Beijing sauce shredded meat into her mouth. She chews and tastes it carefully.

In the middle of the meal, Luo Yurou's eyes began to turn red again.

See, Zhang Xiaofan is also not from the side with this pair of very exaggerated tone said.

"I'll go, won't I?"

"If my cooking is so bad? It's so bad that you're crying... "