"For my nephew." The man saw Yan Shu's mind at a glance and explained.

Yan Shu nodded to show her knowledge, bypassed the man and walked into the kitchen.

Fu Yunchen stood in place, stunned for a few seconds, slowly turned around, and saw Yan Shu chatting with several kitchen assistants.

Several people nodded frequently, and one of them even held a pen and paper to record something.

I don't know why, looking at Yan Shu's back, Fu Yunchen actually felt that the figure in front of him was very similar to the 'man' who just cooked vegetables.

Yan Shu told several kitchen staff what to pay attention to when cooking, and then turned around to leave the kitchen.

Turning around, he saw Fu Yunchen's looking eyes fall on him, frowned unhappily, and walked up to the man, "Fu Ershao, if you don't go again, the food will be cold."

Yan Shu said, glancing at the bag the man was carrying, and saw a fried fan inside, "the pasta inside is stuffy again, I'm afraid it's going to lump."

In a word, the man's thoughts suddenly pulled back, raised his hand holding the bag, saw that there was indeed a bowl of pasta in it, frowned slightly, turned and strode away from the kitchen.

Yan Shu looked at the back of the man leaving, thoughtful.

……

When Fu Yunjian drove from Fu Shi to Wangjiang hospital, he hit Fu Yunchen directly.

"Brother, it's from the kitchen of the hotel. It's made now." Fu Yunchen handed the bag in his hand to Fu Yunjian, "take it in."

Fu Yunjian just glanced at the packaged food and didn't answer, "take it in."

"What's the matter?" Fu Yun Shen gently raised his eyebrows. "Quarreled with Jingyan?"

Before Fu Yunchen could reply, Fu Yunchen noticed the back of his bandaged hand, "what's going on?"

"I did it carelessly. Go in."

Fu Yunchen looked at Fu Yunjian suspiciously, "are you... Not together?"

"I'll go in later." Fu Yun remonstrated, seeing that he would not leave, his face sank, and he was a little impatient, "go!"

Fu Yun Shen shrugged and walked towards the ward, while Fu Yun Jian looked down at the back of his hand with eyes wrapped and frowned.

When the door of the ward was opened, old lady Fu was sitting on the sofa with her eyes half closed, and Lu Nian was watching.

Lu Nian saw Fu Yunchen, the second young master, who pushed the door in. "

Old lady Fu heard the sound and slowly opened her eyes. After seeing Fu Yun Shen, she glanced behind him.

"Where's your brother?"

"No, isn't he in the company?" Fu Yunchen said lazily, looking nothing different, and put the food he brought on the table.

The old lady listened, and her gentle face was a little sulky. "Her son is ill, and she won't come here for a while."

"Mom, you don't know how busy my brother is at ordinary times. Besides, he was in the hospital yesterday." Fu Yunchen said good words for Fu Yunjian and looked up at Lu Nian.

Lu Nian helped the old lady up. "Now tell the young master to get up?"

The old lady nodded and then told Fu Yunchen, "take out the food. Jing Yan hasn't eaten since last night."

Lu Nian came to Fu Yunchen and helped them take out their lunch.

When I opened the box, I saw that most of them were heavy flavor dishes, "this... The young master just washed his stomach and couldn't eat salt and oil heavy food."

The old lady came over and looked at the dishes on the table. Her originally unhappy face became more and more ugly, "Fu Yunchen!"

Fu Yunchen soon realized the seriousness of the problem and scratched his head in embarrassment. "You didn't say that when you went to the hotel, the kitchen people were busy. It's good to do something now..."

Lu Nian opened the last packing box and saw that it was filled with Abalone Porridge, which didn't look very greasy.

"Fortunately, there are light ones here."

Lu Nian picked up the spoon and tasted it. "This can be eaten by the young master."