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When Wen Tong pushed the dining car in, Long Li was lying on the bed, so quiet that he seemed to be asleep.

She pushed the dining car to the side of the sofa, and walked gently to the bed, "Second Master, I made some porridge, why don't you get up and have a drink? Put on sleeping incense, and have a good night's sleep."
Long Li slowly opened his eyes, seemingly in disbelief.

"Porridge?" Long Li's voice was cold and slightly hoarse, his dull eyes were bright, much more energetic than usual.

"Is the medicine useless?" Wen Tong asked.

Long Li pursed his lips.

Wen Tong sighed, "If it's useless, just say it, you can't find any doctor you want, you——you don't care about your body like that."
Wen Tong really got angry just thinking about it, but thinking of what Yan Lie said just now, her heart became more depressed, and her voice couldn't help but soften a little:
"It hurts, it hurts, it's not shameful to say it, now no one dares to laugh at you, no one can threaten you, don't do this again in the future." Wen Tong lifted the quilt and helped Long Li sit up.

"I don't think so." Long Li denied, he really felt that the pain was nothing, and he usually ate, but today was an accident.

"You must think so." Wen Tong said, seeing Long Li frowning, thought for a while, and then said: "If you are not used to telling others, then tell me if you feel uncomfortable in the future, I will definitely Don't tell others, I will take care of you secretly."
Long Li looked deeply at Wen Tong.

Wen Tong dodged with a guilty conscience, and turned to serve the porridge.

Long Li grabbed the wheelchair and seemed to be about to get off.

Wen Tong quickly put down the bowl and supported Long Li, "Second Master, just eat on the bed."
"It's not that weak." Long Li said calmly, and after speaking, he used his strength to sit on the wheelchair.

Wen Tong suddenly didn't respond, looking at Long Li's legs, wondering what he was thinking.

Long Li waited for a while, then Wen Tong suddenly said: "Second Master, does it hurt?"
Long Li thought Wen Tong was talking about his stomach, "It doesn't hurt."
Wen Tong also heard that Long Li returned to the stomach, but what she wanted to ask was that before, the reason why stomach pain was not considered pain must be because she had suffered real pain before.

From childhood to adulthood, every year——Wen Tong didn't dare to imagine how Long Li got to where he is today with a pair of immobile legs.

"In the future, you must eat on time. The stomach can be healthy. If you don't want to take medicine every day in the future, just listen to the nutritionist." Wen Tong put away his thoughts, and pushed Long Li to the table.

Serve up the porridge and bring it to Long Li.

Long Li looked at the porridge in front of him and didn't move.

"Don't like it? Then I'll pour it." Wen Tong was about to take it away, but a certain man took it first with a very quick reaction.

Looking up, I saw Wen Tong's proud eyes, "A Lie said that you like to drink the porridge I made, drink it quickly, it is very nourishing to the stomach, and the stomach will be warm after drinking, and it will not hurt."
Long Li held the bowl and looked at it for a while, seeing that Wen Tong hadn't responded yet, he frowned and said, "You drink too."
Wen Tong wondered if Long Li was serious?Want her to eat with you?I really don't want to eat if I don't accompany you?
In the end, Long Li said: "You haven't eaten dinner, does it hurt?"
Wen Tong came to a sudden, a feeling of warmth flowed through his heart, and he sat down, only to realize that Yan Lie put two bowls is really thoughtful!
While serving the porridge, she deliberately provoked Long Li and said, "I have a good stomach, so it's fine even if I skip a meal."
Long Li watched Wen Tong drink the porridge before he began to drink it, Wen Tong secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"Second Lord, isn't the porridge I made delicious?" Wen Tong looked at Long Li proudly, "There is actually a trick, I will tell the chef the trick, and you can drink it every day from now on, try to keep your stomach healthy !"
A certain man finished his bowl without saying a word, filled another bowl, and said, "I don't like porridge."