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Chapter 292 Delivering Porridge

After listening to Zhuang Yu's narration, Jiang Fei sighed heavily. "I understand everything you said. I hinted to Ling Zhen the day I met her."

"I don't know if I was too suggestive and she didn't understand, or if she did understand, but because she truly no longer has any feelings for my brother, her attitude was very indifferent, and I can't quite tell what she's thinking right now."

Zhuang Yu suddenly wanted to smoke, touched the cigarette box in his pocket, glanced at Jiang Fei, and held back, "Forget it, I won't force you. After all, we are really forcing you."

The two looked at each other, speechless.

Ling Zhen left only after seeing Jiang Fei coming.

If you ask her how she feels about Tang Shuya now, it would be that it is all due to her own actions.

You can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep.

Although she couldn't fully understand what it felt like to go from a normal person to an insomniac.

She knew it must be painful.

She had experienced pain before, and when she lost Han Su, she even thought about dying.

She thought that Tang Shuya was torturing himself like this, probably just like she did at that time. Even if she couldn't die, the moment she woke up in the hospital, she still planned to die.

What finally made her give up the idea of ​​suicide was the arrival of Hu Nanzhen.

She sat by the bed and watched her fall asleep. Ling Zhen was not asleep at all at that time. She just closed her eyes and dozed off.

Hu Nanzhen thought she was asleep, and finally couldn't help crying secretly and suppressedly.

The crying was like weak electric currents that passed through her eardrums and continuously stimulated her heart.

She could feel her heart slowly beating faster, the heart she thought had lost consciousness.

It turns out that there are people in this world who cry for her, feel sad for her, and feel distressed for her.

Just then, she suddenly figured it out.

She really shouldn't be so selfish.

She had a little insomnia at night and could only fall asleep after tossing and turning.

She woke up at six in the morning, but couldn't fall asleep again, so she got up and did 30 minutes of yoga.

After doing yoga, wash the rice, put it into the rice cooker and press the rice porridge mode.

Then I went to the market with my eco-friendly bag.

I chose a plump and fresh fish.

After returning, I boiled a pot of water, added some ginger slices, put the slaughtered fish in, and took it out as soon as it was cooked.

After it cooled down a bit, she put on her gloves for the first time and crushed the fish meat into pieces, pulling out all the fish bones stuck in it, and turned it into a large bowl of fish paste.

Finally, mix the fish paste with the previously cooked rice porridge and simmer for another 30 minutes.

Ling Zhen came to the hospital carrying an insulated box and handed it to the nurses in charge of Tang Shuya.

The nurse glanced at her and asked, "Are you the patient's?"

Ling Zhen almost blurted out, "Just say she's his cousin."

"Oh." The nurse looked embarrassed. "This patient is very irritable and refuses to eat."

Ling Zhen smiled faintly, "It's okay. If he doesn't want to eat it, you can share it. But if this porridge tastes good, remember to share it with Mr. Tang."

The nurse was confused and before she could understand what Ling Zhen meant, Ling Zhen turned and left.

As expected, Tang Shuya had nothing to eat.

The young nurse originally wanted to throw it away, but the moment she opened the thermal box, the delicious aroma of fish mixed with the aroma of rice rushed out and rushed straight into her nose.

Ling Zhen's words passed by the little nurse's ears for a moment.

She swallowed and thought to herself, what a thick porridge it was. If she poured it out, it would really shorten her life.