Chapter 52

Is he really cooking? Ning Muchen hurried up and ran over.

Ning Muchen looked at Ao Jingmo's busy appearance. She asked curiously, "President Ao, what are you going to do?"

There was flour in the iron basin and water in the bowl next to it. It was a mess around.

Ao Jingmo, wearing an apron, hugged his arms and turned his head and said, "didn't you say making noodles? Close your face. "

Does he really want to cook? Ning Muchen said he couldn't believe it. "President Ao, can you really make noodles?"

"Well, I should. I've learned from the cook before." Ao Jingmo nodded. He did learn it, but his father asked him to learn it when he was five years old.

Ning Muchen went to the side with a touch of suspicion. After some action, she finished the work quickly, "well, President Ao, the face is reconciled."

Ning Muchen rubbed the flour on his hands. Ao Jingmo, who cut vegetables, glanced at it. It seemed good. He ordered: "take it out and cut it into small balls."

"President Ao, are you sure?" It was the first time she had heard of the step of making small balls before making noodles.

"Whatever you say, I'll do whatever I ask you to do, right or wrong." Ao Jingmo gave an overbearing reply.

Ning Muchen had to take out the big dough and cut the small dough with a knife. He was a little unconvinced, "I don't feel like this."

"Mutter what, come on!" Ao Jingmo denounced again.

Hearing Ning Muchen tremble all over, he had to do his own work quietly.

After the group was divided, Ao Jingmo began to pull noodles by hand. Ning Muchen watched him chop the elongated dough and beat it. He was still very energetic. Ning Muchen covered his ears and couldn't bear to look straight, "President Ao, noodles are not pulled like this."

She really can't stand it. If she really makes noodles, what's the difference between indirect murder and her life.

Ao Jingmo looked back at her, his sword eyebrows flying, stood in his unswerving position and said coldly, "this is a new practice. Go and sit on the sofa and wait for me to call you."

"I'd better stay and help you!" Ning Muchen smiled awkwardly at the ruined kitchen.

"Get out!" Ao Jingmo denounced again.

Helpless, she had to leave the kitchen. When she got to the hall, she couldn't help looking back at Ao Jingmo in the kitchen. Can he really make noodles?

Thirty minutes later, Ning Muchen looked at the steaming "noodles" in front of him and was stunned, "President Ao, is this noodles?"

Isn't this a pimple in noodles boiled with water? She really can't see that this is a bowl of noodles.

"Yes." Ao Jingmo coughed lightly, picked up his chopsticks, rubbed the pimples inside, tasted a small bite, and then said confidently, "this is a new one I found. It tastes good. Have a try."

Ning Muchen looked at his calm action and carefully took a piece of dough and put it into his mouth. After a careful aftertaste, it was really delicious. Ning Muchen praised: "the dough is very delicious. General Ao's cooking is really good."

"This is the first time I cook. Remember to eat it up." Ao Jingmo picked up a paper towel and wiped the corners of his mouth.

Ning Muchen watched him get up and go, and immediately shouted, "what about President Ao?"

Ao Jingmo was stunned and reacted, "I still have a remote conference. Take your time."

Ning Muchen angrily poked the dough in the bowl and couldn't help feeling: "how can you eat such a big bowl?"

She looked at the big pimple that had been poked with chopsticks in front of her. It looked like a big dumpling.

……

The next morning, Ning Muchen's dream was awakened by the cell phone ring.

Her eyes were hazy. The people next to her had left. Ning Muchen touched the mobile phone under the pillow, "Hello!"

The opposite voice had not appeared in her ear for a long time. Ning Muchen sat up in surprise, "situ Yi! Where are you? "

"I just came back from America, but I'm in the hospital bed now. Mu Chen, can you come and see me?" The man at the other end of the conversation coughed heavily for several times, which seemed to be intentional.

"Good! I'll be right there. Send me the address. " Ning Muchen agreed without thinking.

Ning Muchen hurriedly put on his clothes and walked out the door carefully. Everyone has taken the leave back.

Ning Muchen went downstairs and looked at the housekeeper who was telling the servant. She went over and asked, "Uncle ou, where's president Ao?"

After she got up, she didn't see Ao Jingmo.

Housekeeper Ou looked back and saw that it was Ning Muchen. The corners of his eyes smiled again. "President Ao has gone on a business trip. He will come back tomorrow and let his wife have a good rest at home before leaving."

a business travel? Ning Muchen was puzzled. He had a tummy all night last night and went on a business trip today. It's really lucky for him, but it's really fate.

"I asked Yi to go to the classmate party and come back soon. Can I?" Ning Muchen pointed out the door and wanted to make housekeeper Ou accommodating.

"OK, the lady will come back early." Housekeeper Ou agreed.

After getting the permission of housekeeper ou, Ning Muchen went out and took a taxi to the hospital that situ Yi said.

……

"Near Tian hospital." Ning Muchen looked up and looked at the iron cards upstairs. She was still carrying a fruit basket in her hand. Having determined the one in situ Yi's message, Ning Muchen affirmed, "it's here."

Ning Muchen went to the 12th floor according to the information.

"Nurse, where is a patient named situ Yi in that ward?" Ning Muchen went to the nurse station and asked.

"Situ Yi?" The nurse checked the computer and pointed to the right hand side, "it's No. 315."

"Thank you." Ning Muchen picked up the fruit basket and turned to another corridor.

It seems that the boy is controlled by his grandfather again, otherwise there are so many men in camouflage clothes in the corridor.

Ning Muchen came to the door. The man standing at the door with an iron bar opened his mouth first: "what do you do?"

"I'm a friend of situ Yi. I'm here to see a doctor." Ning Muchen pointed inside.

The people inside seemed to hear something outside and immediately coaxed: "she! She's my friend. Let her in. "

Hearing the shouting of the young master inside, the bodyguard let go, "well, go in."

Ning Muchen opened the door and saw a mummy like man lying on the hospital bed with plaster on her legs. She wondered if she was wrong. How did situ Yi get hurt like this?

"Are you?" Ning Muchen stood at the end of the bed and couldn't believe it.

When the people on the bed heard her voice, they immediately boiled up and kept struggling, "it's me! Mu Chen! I'm situ Yi. "

Ning Muchen immediately walked over and knew that his hands had been firmly tied to the head of the bed with a rope.

"What's the matter with you?" Ning Muchen asked as he untied the rope for him.

Feeling that there was no confinement on his hand, situ Yi immediately sat up and removed the bandage on his face. He was very angry. "It's not because of my grandfather. I just didn't allow him to marry a daughter of his family, so he asked someone to beat me up."