Chapter 1572

She glanced at Jiang Yue and said with a slight cough: "cough! Jiang Yue, the chamber of Commerce has not had a big event these two days, has it? If you're all right, go back and watch. If I'm not here for a day, the old folks must have something to say. If you go back, you say I've gone abroad to talk about cooperation. Don't answer other words! "

When Zheng nishang called, Jiang Yue immediately jumped up from her chair and said, "OK, president! Have your porridge first, and I'll be back in a moment! "

She went to the bedside table, opened the incubator and took out the millet porridge. She was afraid that Zheng nishang would eat too light food. She also prepared some dishes that Zheng nishang often liked.

Elevator door.

At this time, a group of people were walking out of the elevator.

Liang Chen with the head, led three people.

When he got to the door, he heard Zheng nishang's voice. He pushed the door and entered. Standing in front of him was Jiang Yue, who was about to eat the food brought by Jiang Yue.

"I've brought you a chef. You can order whatever you want. They can cook all breakfast. Of course, you can't eat spicy food!"

Liang Chen said, looking directly at a box of pickled mustard in Jiang Yue's hand, which was also stained with a little pepper. He went forward to snatch the mustard from Jiang Yue's hand.

Pa...

mustard goes into the garbage can.

Seeing this posture, Jiang Yue said angrily, "what are you doing? This is the food that the president has to eat every morning. Why should you throw it away? "

"She can't eat pepper! Unless you want to make her leg redness and swelling more serious, here are three top breakfast masters. I have brought all the breakfast tools. We can order them together and let them do it directly

Zheng nishang was a little surprised.

Where did he go to find so many breakfast masters this morning, and he also came directly to the hospital ward to make breakfast. Would the hospital allow it?

Looking at the three top chefs behind Liang Chen, Zheng nishang felt a little inconceivable. Everyone had different breakfast tools in their hands.

This posture, it is estimated that it is really necessary to make breakfast in this ward.

Zheng nishang was a little flattered, and her excited shoulders trembled. The man was so attentive that he even brought the breakfast cook directly.

Liang Chen took a paper towel to wipe the greasy on his hands and said, "these three chefs are invited from Michelin and Chinese morning tea. They will cook for you here until you are discharged from hospital."

After listening to Liang Chen's words, Zheng nishang took a breath.

Can even three-star chefs be invited to cook for themselves?

Although the public hospital is in VIP ward, the environment is not comparable to that of private hospital. In this narrow ward, where can I cook for several cooks.

While thinking about it, one of the men in the Chinese style Tang style kitchen robe stood up and said with a smile: "Miss Zheng, I am your breakfast master, this is the Chinese chef, and this is the dinner master. We will prepare the ingredients you want for your breakfast, lunch and dinner these days."

Say it.

A couple of chefs were in the ward and started to prepare.

Although the equipment is simple, but for senior chefs, as long as there is electricity and food materials, it is basically difficult for these chefs to play.

"Cough... Zheng nishang! It's time to take your temperature! "

Just preparing, the head nurse at the door pretended to cough and took the thermometer to Zheng nishang's side.

This posture.

She was surprised, too.