The president always wants to steal my sweet potato

Hearing this, Lu Chengfeng raised his eyebrows and then chuckled.

Mu Yaqi asked: "Why are you so happy?"

Lu Chengfeng said: "I just thought of a more interesting approach."

Mu Yaqi stared at him and blinked, then suddenly realized something and said immediately: "Although I am stingy, I am not that stingy. I still have a little money, and I won't just let you eat coriander and drink chili water."

Lu Chengfeng raised his eyebrows, teasing her on purpose, and said, "You have quite an idea."

Mu Yaqi accused him seriously: "What are you talking about?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and asked, "Then will you support me?"

Mu Yaqi paused, the corners of her lips curved up, and she said with interest: "It depends on your performance."

Lu Chengfeng smiled and shook his head, then picked up a small fork, picked up the blue rabbit and handed it to Mu Yaqi's mouth.

Mu Yaqi opened her mouth consciously and ate it in one bite.

Lu Chengfeng said with amusement: "No one is competing with you for it."

Mu Yaqi gestured with one hand and said, "You don't understand. When someone feeds you something like this, you have to eat it with big mouthfuls to feel good."

Lu Chengfeng responded: “Really?”

Mu Yaqi nodded and explained, "Apart from those special situations where people are more elegant or have a sense of atmosphere, I feel that eating in small sips is really like the way those frail patients drink medicine in TV dramas."

Lu Chengfeng laughed and said, "Your description is indeed quite appropriate."

Mu Yaqi smiled and raised her head towards him, saying, "Isn't it~"

Mu Yaqi took the fork from Lu Chengfeng, then picked up the part with the red rabbit print and brought it to Lu Chengfeng's mouth. Lu Chengfeng smiled and ate it in one bite.

Mu Yaqi's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly, "Yes, yes, yes, just eat it like this, is it delicious?"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and responded: "It tastes better when Madam feeds it."

Mu Yaqi smiled and said happily: "You are really good at talking."

Then she looked away at the four remaining pieces of cake in front of her and said happily, "Then the rest are mine!"

Lu Chengfeng smiled and said, "They were all given to you in the first place."

Mu Yaqi looked at him with a smile, then started eating.

Soon, she finished eating the small mousse cake. Mu Yaqi leaned back in her seat and breathed a long sigh of relief: "Ah~"

Lu Chengfeng asked, "Would you like to take a break before eating?"

Mu Yaqi looked at him, her mouth drooped, and she said regretfully: "I can't eat anymore."

Lu Chengfeng thought for two seconds and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

With her normal appetite, she shouldn't have eaten so little, not to mention that she hadn't eaten in the morning and was just saying she was hungry.

Mu Yaqi nodded gently, blinked and said, "I feel a little bloated, I don't know why."

Lu Chengfeng frowned slightly, and then said: "I'll ask Lu Yichen."

Before Mu Yaqi could respond, he took out his cell phone and started operating it.

Mu Yaqi: "......"

So quickly?

She pursed her lips and said, "It shouldn't be a problem. Isn't he quite powerful?"

Lu Chengfeng said: "So we should ask him."

Mu Yaqi blinked. What he said seemed to make sense, and she couldn't refute it.

Seeing as he had already started asking, she pouted and responded, "Okay."

It’s okay to ask, your destiny is your own.

Soon, Lu Yichen gave a reply: "Three days of nothing means there is no danger to life within three days, but there may be other uncomfortable symptoms."

Lu Chengfeng frowned slightly, but Mu Yaqi still noticed it keenly. She immediately perked up and asked, "What's that expression on your face?"

I'm not going to die, am I?

impossible? ?

I was so young!!!

Lu Chengfeng raised his eyes to look at her, smiled at her and said, "Oh, it's no big deal. Minor discomfort is normal. Just get treatment early. Don't worry."

Mu Yaqi looked at him doubtfully for a while, then sighed and said, "Well, it doesn't matter. It will be cured in the end anyway."

After saying that, she smiled at Lu Chengfeng again, as if to comfort him and tell him not to worry.

Lu Chengfeng also responded with a soothing smile, but he continued to ask Lu Yichen what the worst case scenario would be.

There was a brief silence in the air, and for a moment the only sound was the breathing of the two people.

Lu Chengfeng looked at her and said softly, "Rest for a while, maybe you'll be fine later."

Mu Yaqi didn't even have the energy to nod. She blinked at him, then moved closer to him, found a comfortable position, leaned against him, and closed her eyes.

A warm current flowed through Lu Chengfeng's heart, and he stretched out an arm to hold her in his arms. When Mu Yaqi felt it, she hugged his arm and adjusted the position, and her expression became visibly relaxed.

Suddenly she felt like she was back in her bed filled with stuffed animals, full of warmth and security.

Lu Chengfeng said softly: "Take a nap, we'll be there when you wake up."

Mu Yaqi hummed in response.

Lu Chengfeng looked at the person in front of him. He was already feeling so uncomfortable, but he was still trying to comfort him. He suddenly felt mixed emotions.

On the phone, Lu Yichen replied: "It usually starts with gastrointestinal problems, followed by heart and lung function, and then confusion. In severe cases, people may vomit blood and fall into a coma."

Lu Chengfeng frowned: "Vomiting blood?"

Lu Yichen said: "Don't worry about that. I gave her an acupuncture injection. The vomited blood will also contain some toxins. It's better for her to vomit some."

Vomit a little to detoxify, but don't vomit too much, otherwise you will lose too much blood and your life will be in danger.

Lu Chengfeng: "Does that mean the toxin has already penetrated into the blood?"

Lu Yichen: "You haven't vomited yet. It's okay if you vomit. It can be cured."

Lu Chengfeng pursed his lips, feeling mixed emotions. There were so many things he wanted to know, and he didn't know how to ask him, or what to ask.

Treatment method? Process? Time? Difficulty? Or something else.

Mixed thoughts and questions piled up in his mind, making him feel a little helpless for a moment.

He looked at Mu Yaqi in his arms. Her breathing had become even and deep, and it seemed that she had fallen asleep.

He had seen his mother go through treatment for so many years, and he didn't want to see his lover go through so many years of treatment again.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Chengfeng suppressed the messy thoughts in his heart and asked, "How are you doing?"

Continuing to ask would only add to the trouble. Besides, there was no such thing as a probability lock. Maybe it would heal soon. And Lu Yichen also said that this was only the early stage. As long as the treatment was timely, there should be no serious problem.

Lu Yichen asked: "How come you have time to ask me this?"

Lu Chengfeng pursed his lips helplessly and replied: “Oh, then I don’t have time.”