I can’t stand it anymore! My ex-husband pushed me against the wall and kissed me every day

What he said was completely yin and yang.

"You haven't eaten yet?"

Sheng Xiangsi's almond-shaped eyes widened, and she blinked blankly, "Isn't it possible? Yao Leyi came to see her 'benefactor' early in the morning, and she came empty-handed? Tsk, tsk, then she is really wrong."

Yin and yang are weird, who doesn’t?

"What are you shouting at me? What obligation do I have to bring you breakfast? First, you were not injured because of me, and second, I am not your servant!"

"Sheng Acacia!"

Fu Hanjiang was so speechless that he had nothing to say. His originally pale face turned green and he lay down.

Gritting his teeth, he said angrily, "Just lose like this! Just die! No one cares anyway!"

This was said to the nurse.

The nurse stood at the door, feeling embarrassed, "Ms. Sheng, we don't dare to do this. How about I come back later?"

The nurse quickly left the place of right and wrong.

Just kidding, if someone like Mr. Fu makes a mistake, the hospital won't be able to compensate him.

"Miss Sheng."

Before the door was closed, the nurse hurried over.

Second Young Master Fu was hospitalized, so the Fu family naturally hired a nurse, but they just walked away and took Fu Hanjiang's clothes to be washed.

The nurse, a man in his forties, pointed at the dining table, "Breakfast was delivered early in the morning, but the second master said that he would not eat it until you come. You see..."

What an endless demon.

"Okay, I understand." Sheng Xiangsi nodded, not difficult to look after her, "Go and do your work."

"Eh, okay."

Sheng Xiangsi glanced at the man on the bed, walked to the dining table, and opened the insulated lunch box.

The rice porridge is soft and glutinous, with a glistening layer of rice oil on top, and is served with some side dishes from Sijijin.

Sheng Xiangsi filled a small bowl and brought it to the bedside.

"Drink some porridge. It will help you get infusion."

However, Mr. Fu turned his back to her, remained silent, and showed no reaction at all, as if he didn't hear her.

Sheng Xiangsi raised her eyebrows and sneered at the corners of her lips, "Are you going to eat?"

Mr. Fu remained motionless.

"Ah."

Sheng Xiangsi couldn't help but laugh out loud, "That's almost enough. The body is your own. If you go on a hunger strike and starve to death, or if you have any medical accidents while taking infusions on an empty stomach, you will feel distressed and guilty, and it won't be me."

Her patience only ran out so much, "I'll fall down if I don't eat."

He stood up with the bowl in hand and stopped serving.

"Sheng Acacia!"

Mr. Fu finally reacted, turned around suddenly, and at the same time, held her wrist.

His eyes were locked, and his face was extremely gloomy, "You have to make me mad, don't you?"

Sheng Xiangsi was too lazy to argue with him, "I can't do anything with you, how about I go find Yao Leyi for you?"

"Sheng Acacia!"

Fu Hanjiang clenched his molars and his voice was extremely gloomy and irritable, "I don't want anyone but you!"

"Oh." Sheng Xiangsi glanced at him, feeling unperturbed, "Then do you want to eat?"

"Eat, I eat... ugh!"

Fu Hanjiang held up his arms to get up, but the wound was involved, and the pain made him break out in a cold sweat.

Sheng Xiangsi had no choice but to put down the bowl, stretched out her hands to help him sit up, and put two pillows behind him.

"All right."

She picked up the bowl again and scooped a spoonful of porridge to his mouth.

Fu Hanjiang opened his mouth to hold it, and his facial features immediately wrinkled in pain, "It's hot! Blow it."

After saying that, he waited for Sheng Xiangsi to blow it to him.

Sheng Xiangsi:......

"Second Master Fu, you are twenty-eight years old this year, not eight."

Even an eight-year-old child knows that he is boasting. Not to mention eight years old, Junjun is only three years old and knows everything.

"Then do you want to brag?"

Mr. Fu glanced at her, "Don't say twenty-eight, I am thirty-eight. I just want you to blow it for me! Otherwise, I won't eat it!"

Bear with it, bear with it.

Sheng Xiangsi was also quite speechless, so she had to cool him down, "Well, it shouldn't burn your mouth now."

"Yeah." Fu Hanjiang opened his mouth and held it.

It wasn't hot anymore, but he was still not satisfied, "It doesn't taste good."

Sheng Xiangsi resisted the urge to roll her eyes, "Let's just eat a little. It's already this time. I haven't done the morning treatment yet."

Fu Hanjiang didn't speak, just looked at her.

Sheng Xiangsi had nothing to do with him, "What do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat the steamed pears you made." Fu Hanjiang pursed his lips and said in a low voice.

"Okay." Sheng Xiangsi followed him like a child, "You drink the porridge first, and you'll have something to eat in the afternoon."

"okay."

Fu Hanjiang narrowed his eyes and was finally satisfied.

After he finished eating, the nurse came in to infuse the medicine, and Sheng Xiangsi prepared to go back to Yintan.

Judging from this situation, she will have to stay here with him in bed these days.

Although there was a nurse, Fu Hanjiang only wanted her to bring tea and pour water.

As soon as he heard that she was leaving, Rong Zheng immediately offered to see her off.

Sheng Xiangsi understood that he was afraid that she would leave and never come back. "Then I'll trouble you."

When they left, Fu Hanjiang took medicine and fell asleep.

On the way back to Yintan, Sheng Xiangsi called the hourly worker. "It's me, please buy some pears, yes... steam them."

When we arrived at Silver Beach, the hourly workers were already busy.

Sheng Xiangsi packed up her things and when she left, she took away the steamed pears that Mr. Fu asked for.

Back at the hospital, Fu Hanjiang just woke up, and the nurse was sealing the indwelling needle in his hand.

Because she didn't see Sheng Xiangsi when she woke up, there was a faint anxiety between her brows. Before it could break out, Sheng Xiangsi came in with a duffel bag in her hand.

"Acacia!"

"woke up?"

Sheng Xiangsi said as she walked to the cloakroom and came out quickly.

He walked to the bed and touched Fu Hanjiang's forehead.

"It's still a little hot, better than in the morning."

After suffering trauma and having surgery, the fever is normal surgical fever and will last for two to three days.

Sheng Xiangsi stood up and poured him a glass of water, "Drink some water. The doctor said to drink more water."

"Yeah." Fu Hanjiang leaned on the bedside and drank half the cup with her hand.

"correct."

Sheng Xiangsi put down the cup and asked him, "Are you hungry now? The steamed pears are ready, do you want to eat them?"

Fu Hanjiang's eyes lit up and he curled his lips, "Eat, of course."

"Just wait."

Sheng Xiangsi turned around and went to the restaurant to bring steamed pears and put them in front of him. "Eat it, it's still hot."

"it is good."

Fu Hanjiang raised his arm and opened the 'cover' on the steamed pear. Suddenly, his face looked wrong.

But he didn't say anything. He picked up the spoon, took a spoonful and put it into his mouth. This time, he was sure.

He frowned and looked at Sheng Xiangsi, "Didn't you do this?"

"what happened?"

Seeing that he looked disgusting, Sheng Xiangsi lowered his head and looked into the bowl and discovered something was wrong.

She put Sichuan clam powder in the steamed pears, but the hourly worker put honey.

"Oh. Although honey is not as good as Sichuan clam powder, but you don't cough now, just eat it and the taste is the same."

Same? How could it be the same?

Fu Hanjiang's chest suddenly became clogged. Did he want to eat this steamed pear? What he wants is for her to care for him!

He clearly said that he wanted to eat the steamed pears she made. She made them!

He threw the spoon, pushed the bowl, raised his eyes and stared at Sheng Xiangsi, "You use this kind of thing to deal with me?"