After the divorce, he regretted his ex-husband too much

After she thought that the camouflage soldier who saved her and her younger brother was really an illusion before she passed out, and treasured him in her heart, surrounded by everyone, he appeared in the living room of the Song family in a clean suit like a banished god.

Although he was wearing a suit, he exuded an aura of aloofness, arrogance, and refusal from thousands of miles away.

But Qiao Ran still recognized him at a glance as the camouflage soldier who saved her seven years ago.

Because no matter how his temperament changes, those eyes and his voice cannot be changed.

To him who was indifferent to everyone, Song Wanqing was the only one who showed a handsome, elegant and charming smile.

Especially when he looked at Song Wanqing, his tenderness and doting was so enviable and heartbreaking.

Qiao Ran never expected that the man she had kept in her heart for many years would meet again at her half-sister's wedding.

Appear as the bride's groom.

At that moment, Qiao Ran experienced the unforgettable pain and despair for the first time in his 21 years of life.

It was even more suffocating than the pain when she and her younger brother were trapped at the bottom of the cold well and were on the verge of death.

So when Song Wanqing had a car accident and the Wen family asked her to marry her to celebrate Wen Shimo's mother, she hesitated for a while.

Marry this man who has only met twice, but has lived in her heart for seven years.

She told herself that as soon as Song Wanqing woke up, she would divorce him.

If Song Wanqing doesn't wake up, no matter whether he loves her or not, she will only love him for ten years.

When the ten-year period is up, if he still doesn't love her.

Then she would divorce him and have nothing to do with him ever since.

Three years of married life passed quickly, and after she loved him for ten years, he still didn't love her.

She is willing to bet and admit defeat!

……

When Wen Shimo woke up, he saw that Qiao Ran was not in the ward, and felt a little disappointed in his heart.

Lifting his hands, the unbearable pain disappeared.

The swollen and sore eyes also became clear and refreshed.

Although the body still hurts, the pain is tolerable for him.

In the past, with this level of pain, he didn't need to be hospitalized for recuperation, and he could let his body slowly recover directly at work.

A few hours ago, he was suffering from pain everywhere, how could he recover so quickly after being healed by Qiao Ran?

Is that woman's medical skills really so against the sky?

Just as Wen Shimo was amazed by Qiao Ran's medical skills, a familiar scent entered his nostrils.

Wen Shimo looked around, and through the glass door, he saw a familiar figure busy in the kitchen.

Qiao Ran stood in front of the stove, holding the pot in one hand and the spoon in the other, skillfully and quickly stir-frying the vegetables inside.

In her hands, those vegetables flew out of the pot, rolled in the air countless times, and then fell into the pot safely.

People without martial arts can't make such a beautiful spoon.

This was the first time Wen Shimo saw Qiao Ran cooking.

It turns out that those delicious meals were made by her with such chic and crisp gestures, no wonder they are so memorable.

Whenever he saw her cooking once, he could tell that she was a person with a good foundation in martial arts.

It's not like all her secrets were learned after the divorce.

Just when Wen Shimo was regretting that he had neglected Qiao Ran before, the door opened.

Qiao Ran came out of the kitchen and put the meals on the table one by one.

Wen Shimo sat in front of the bed, like a noble prince, waiting for Qiao Ran to ask him to eat.

However, Qiao Ran was sitting at the dining table, eating six dishes and one soup, without any intention of asking him to eat.

"Didn't you see that there is another patient here?" Wen Shimo said angrily.

"I see, your meal will be here in a while, these are for me alone!"

What do you mean his meal will arrive soon?

She cooked so many dishes, never thought of letting him eat them?

Return her share, six dishes and one soup, is she a pig?

At this time, Zhou Yu walked in with the exquisite packing box of Jiuzhou Hotel.

"Mr. Wen, you're awake, I'll bring your dinner..." Zhou Yu saw the delicious six dishes and one soup in front of Qiao Ran, and smiled in surprise: "Miss Qiao, haven't you cooked a lot of dishes? Why do you still ask me to buy food for President Wen?"

"I made food for me, and I didn't say I wanted it for him." Qiao Ran said with a bright smile.

"You want to cook it for me, but I don't want to eat it yet. Chef Jiuzhou's dishes are a hundred times better than yours." Wen Shimo spoke in time to restore his dignity.

"Then invite Mr. Wen to enjoy the delicious food prepared by Chef Jiuzhou!" Qiao Ran looked at Wen Shimo with a pretty and bright smile.

Zhou Yu looked at Qiao Ran's bright smile. Although his face was still the same, for some reason, he felt that the face in front of him was extremely attractive, and he was stunned for a while.

Seeing Zhou Yu looking at Qiao Ran in amazement, Wen Shimo reprimanded him coldly: "Zhou Yu, what are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and prepare dinner."

Zhou Yu quickly recovered from his astonishment, and hurried to Wen Shimo, pulled up the small square table on the hospital bed, and put the four dishes and one soup packed by the hotel on it.

"Mr. Wen please dine!"

Wen Shimo held the chopsticks and looked at the equally exquisite and attractive food in front of him, but he didn't have the desire to move the chopsticks.

"Qiao Ran is eating, what delicious food did you cook?" Cheng Zhiyuan's gentle voice came.

"There's nothing delicious, just a few simple home-cooked dishes. Has Dr. Cheng eaten?" Qiao Ran asked softly.

"Not yet, I went to dinner after thinking about checking Shimo's injury. Seeing that you made so many delicious dishes, I suddenly felt that the food in the cafeteria was not interesting." Cheng Zhiyuan looked at the food on the table with bright eyes. vegetable.

"If Dr. Cheng doesn't mind it, just sit down and eat something together. Anyway, I've done a lot."

Who said that it was only for her?

Talk to him like he owes her billions, and talk to his friends like a sunflower with a bright smile.

Treating them differently, is there anyone who treats their saviors like this?

What Cheng Zhiyuan was waiting for was Qiao Ran's words, and immediately said with a smile: "Then I'm lucky today."

When Wen's mother was hospitalized, Qiao Ran cooked delicious meals every day, and sometimes Wen's father would bring meals, and the meals Qiao Ran cooked were rewarded to Cheng Zhiyuan who was in charge of seeing Wen's mother.

Cheng Zhiyuan was full of praise for Qiao Ran's craftsmanship.

I haven't eaten Qiao Ran's dishes for more than two years, and I always want to find a chance to revisit them.

But Wen Shimo never gave these friends a chance to visit.

Cheng Zhiyuan walked up to Wen Shimo, listened to the sound with a stethoscope, then checked Wen Shimo's injuries, and looked at Qiao Ran in shock.

"The lung murmur disappeared, the echo in the stomach also returned to normal, and most of the redness and swelling on the body subsided. Qiao Ran, what medicine did you give him to make him recover so quickly and miraculously?"

"When I was traveling abroad, I didn't know what the name of the medicinal wine I bought from a foreign doctor was." Qiao Ran replied flatly.

"Can you show me, let me study it?" Cheng Zhiyuan asked expectantly.

"I'm sorry, that was the last bottle of medicinal wine, and it was all pushed on him." Qiao Ran lied without blushing and out of breath.

"Oh, this medicine is really miraculous, it's a pity that we can't check the original." Cheng Zhiyuan said with great regret.

"It's not a pity, his injury can heal without that medicine, and it's not a life-saving medicine." Qiao Ran comforted.

Cheng Zhiyuan nodded, went to sit down opposite Qiao Ran, took a dish with chopsticks and put it in his mouth.

"Oh my god, your craftsmanship is even better than two years ago. It's really delicious. It's the first time I've eaten such a delicious dish when I grow up."

Cheng Zhiyuan has two hobbies in his life, studying medicine and tasting delicious food.

Cheng Zhiyuan, who was amazed by the delicious food, forgot the regret of not getting good medicine, and praised Qiao Ran's craftsmanship in an exaggerated voice.

Seeing Cheng Zhiyuan's exaggerated expression, Zhou Yu, who was sitting on the sofa beside him, couldn't help swallowing.

He knew how tricky Cheng Zhiyuan's mouth was.

Cheng Zhiyuan said that delicious food must be super delicious.

"That...Miss Qiao, I...I didn't eat dinner either." Zhou Yu said cheekily against his will.

In fact, he had already had dinner while he was waiting for Wen Shimo's packed meal.