Another day of tragic death for the host

Chapter 308 The male theologian is in my house 28
Rather than going to the hospital, Xinhe would of course prefer to stay here to see off guests.

After all, Jian Zhen hasn't woken up yet, so it's useless for her to go there so early.

When the doctor announced that the lung cancer was terminal, Bai Lanfeng stood in front of Jian Zhen's bed, thinking for a long time.

Jian Zhitong's crying sound came from beside her ear, Bai Lanfeng was already annoyed, but it was even more annoyed by her crying, so she turned around and left.

Jian Zhitong looked at Jian Zhen who was on the hospital bed, and then at Bai Lanfeng who was staring out.

Without hesitation, she ran after Bai Lanfeng.

After Bai Lanfeng and her daughter left, Fu Lou sent Xin He to the hospital.

There are so many servants in Jian's family, and it is simply not Xin He's turn to take care of them.

But in order to show his filial piety, Xin He had to wait for Jian Zhen to wake up before leaving.

However, how could Xinhe stay in the ward stupidly.

Fu Lou followed, how could Xin He leave Fu Lou aside for Jian Zhen?

Xinhe sat at a milk tea shop opposite the hospital.

Biting on the straw, Xin He lifted her little head, her voice was a little unclear: "Don't you think I'm cold-blooded? My father is sick and lying on the hospital bed, but I'm still in the mood to drink milk tea with you."

Fu Lou sprinkled the sauce evenly on the drumsticks for Xin He, and then handed it to her, "If your father treated you well, would you still be like this?"

Xin He took the chicken leg, took a bite, and said with a satisfied face, "Tsk, it's really Mr. Fu who understands me."

In the past two days, when Fu Lou was making up lessons for Xin He, Yun Moyan always called Teacher Fu sourly.

Xin He thought it was a good title, so she followed Yun Moyan's example and called it that way.

Dim lights shone on them, casting hazy shadows on the ground.

One is responsible for passing the meat dipped in sauce, and the other is responsible for eating.

Although the relationship between the two seems simple, they are like an old couple who have lived together for many years, revealing a sense of peace and tranquility.

The customers who came in unconsciously lowered their footsteps, unwilling to disturb the time of the two of them.

When Xinhe had almost eaten, Shuangmao said, "Hehe, Jian Zhen is about to wake up."

Xin He picked up her bag and waved her claws at Fu Lou without hesitation, then walked into the hospital.

The servant at home who happened to meet in the elevator.

With a kind smile on Wu Ma's face, she handed the chicken soup to Xinhe: "Hehe, take this chicken soup, and when the husband wakes up later, I will say that you specially ordered me to bring it."

Although Wu Ma didn't work in Jian's family for a long time, she also saw Xinhe's situation very clearly.

After all, if Xin He was really favored, how could the room she lived in be worse than her servant?
So Wu Ma thought to take this opportunity to gain Xin He's favor, and let her have a better life at home.

Xin He smiled sweetly at Mama Wu, and then walked into the ward with the soup box.

Before entering, I saw a bunch of doctors standing in the ward.

"Dad, how are you? Are you still feeling sick? Why didn't you tell me that you were so sick?!"

Xin He sorted out her emotions, and as soon as she entered, she greeted Jian Zhen with a concerned face.

Seeing this, the old doctor on the side sighed: "Well, I have never seen such a filial doll. Just now I have been asking Mr. Jian in the ward how to take care of your condition, what to eat, and so on. I have almost exhausted all I have learned all my life. Steal it hahaha."

Xinhe was stunned when he heard the words:? ? ?

"Maomao? Did I do this?"

(End of this chapter)