Chapter 131： Miss Yan is right

Hear movement.

Everyone in the ward turned their attention to the door.

A young lady in a nurse's uniform with a food box in her hand, with a proper smile on her lips, nodded and said hello to everyone before walking to the bedside.

She opened the food box and put it on the small cabinet beside the hospital bed, "Mr. Yan, this is your breakfast today."

Yan Shilin saw the bowl of white shredded chicken porridge and waved his hand in disgust, "Little girl, do you have any chili? Can you put some chili?"

In the hospital, three meals a day were bland, bland, and now he was annoyed when he heard the word bland.

"This..." The little nurse hesitated a little, with a little embarrassment on her face.

Mr. Yan's diet was specially ordered by the dean, and she really didn't dare to decide without authorization.

And... After the old gentleman asked this sentence, she clearly felt that the other family members were looking at her with very hot eyes, and their faces were a bit gloomy.

She replied with an official face, "This may require consultation with the attending doctor..."

Mr. Yan's attending doctor happens to be the dean.

"What do you need to ask for?"

With a deep and magnetic voice, Fu Shimo walked into the ward and looked coldly at the little nurse with a happy face.

"President, Mr. Yan wants to eat some heavy-tasting food."

The dean is here, and she finally doesn't have to face the old gentleman who is about to stalk the rogue.

The happiness came so suddenly, she could not wait to leave the ward immediately after urinating.

Fu Shimo's expression was as usual, and he repeated, "Heavy taste."

Seeing him appear, Yan Shilin had a worried expression on his face, eager to get a positive answer.

"Xiao Fu, Ash said that I can't eat spicy food, but this clear soup with little water is really hard to swallow."

He was talking about a miserable sale, but his expression was eager and his voice was a little excited, which abruptly reduced the miserable sale.

Fu Shimo looked at Yan Zhixu, who was as lazy as a cat, his eyes darkened, "Miss Yan is right."

Hearing his magnetic voice, Yan Zhixu raised his head, lifted his eyelids, and grinned, "Thank you, Dean Fu, for your compliment."

As he said that, his eyes fell on him, and his eyes were full of jokes.

Tsk, call her little friend when there is no one else, and call her Miss Yan when someone is there.

Fu Shimo's voice was steady, "With your current physical condition, you can't eat spicy food for the time being."

A cold remark instantly sent Yan Shilin's eager heart into the cold palace.

With a decadent look, he lowered his head, and his vicissitudes face was full of grievances.

However, for his seemingly miserable appearance, no one in the ward was indifferent, and no one was flooded with the heart of the Virgin.

Even though the desire to speak can be pleasant for a while, it will cause a series of chain reactions, and even serious efforts will be in vain.

Yan Zhixu moved his wrist, "Grandpa, do you need me to feed you? If you don't eat it, the porridge will be cold."

Seeing her movements, others: "..."

This is obviously a matter of concern, but this aggressive action is really easy to make them think crooked.

Yan Shilin snorted coldly, "Eat, why not?!"

A person is iron rice or steel, and he is so hungry that he does not eat for a meal. Although it is not very delicious, he cannot be wronged himself when he is hungry.

Yan Zheng saw the old man's quick movements, with a smile in his eyes, probably very hungry, "Dad, eat slowly."

The old man turned a deaf ear, didn't bother to pay attention to them, drank porridge silently, and moved very quickly, as if to vent his anger.