Lord please don't eat

Mei Ye Mao actually didn't care much about the patient of Mr. Susano's family, but because she was idle, she was idle, so when Mr. Susan took the medicine and went to that guy's room, she thought about it and followed go up.

She didn't intend to listen to the wall or anything, she just had nothing to do, and she was very concerned about when Mr. Susan would come back and mix a bowl of honey for her.

Of course, Mr. Susan knew that Mao Mao was following behind him, but he didn't stop him either—in his opinion, since they came under the same roof, it was natural to meet each other.

But his patient named "Wu Mi" obviously didn't think so.

Although his body was extremely weak due to years of illness, but that guy had an extremely fiery temper, almost as if he wanted to make a big fuss immediately if something went wrong.

But no matter how noisy he is, in the eyes of Mr. Susan, he is just like a child who wants candy. Thinking of the child's tragic past, Mr. Susan is always very tolerant to him.

"What does it matter to me if a traveler comes here to settle down?" The child's voice was weak, but he still forced himself to reprimand.

"Wu Mi has lived here for such a long time, so I can be regarded as half of the owner here. Since there are guests coming, it is a proper courtesy for the owner to come forward to greet you, isn't it?" Mr. Xu Zuo's voice was still gentle and full of incomparable Patience: "Besides, Wu Mi shouldn't be bored in the house all day, talk to some young people more, get to know the outside world, no—"

Before Mr. Xu Zuo could finish his words, the sound of porcelain tiles shattering suddenly sounded in the room. It was Wu Mi who, under anger, raised his hand and threw the bowl containing the soup to the ground.

"What is this? Sympathy? Pity?"

Wu Mi almost roared angrily: "You don't need to pity me in that way, even you think I won't live to be 20 years old, so why bother to let those guys who don't know me at all watch my jokes?"

There was a brief silence in the room.

After a long time, Mr. Xu Zuo's voice sounded faintly: "So you think so."

"But it's not like this, Wu Mi, I don't hope to cure your illness because of pity."

"As a doctor, it is a rare achievement to cure difficult diseases, but for me personally, I also hope from the bottom of my heart that I can take care of Wumi."

"I also raised a child who was about your age. If he hadn't died young, perhaps..."

"But I don't have the good fortune to be your child, Mr. Susan."

Wu Mi's voice was still piercing.

So only the sigh of Mr. Susan and the sound of bending over to pick up the broken porcelain scattered on the ground were left in the room.

"Really."

Hearing this, Mao Ye finally couldn't bear it any longer. She raised her hand and pushed open the door of Wu Mi's room regardless, stepped in, and lowered her head to help Mr. Susan clean up the debris on the ground, while saying: "If you don't want to drink, just leave this to the person who wants to drink, okay?"

"I saw Mr. Susan mixed a lot of honey in it with my own eyes, and I knew the taste would not be too bad. It would be a pity to just throw it on the ground like this!"

"If you can't hold the bowl because your hands are shaking because of illness, then you call me next time! Really, I can't stand people who waste food—"

Wu Mi, who was half lying on the bed, looked at the young woman who suddenly barged in with some astonishment, and was unable to speak for a long while.

The clothes she was wearing seemed a little weird, and the words she spoke seemed a little rough, and even mixed with some words that he could not understand—it was for this reason that Wu Mi felt that she didn’t seem to be able to completely understand her. Understand what this guy wants to express.

...so she was saying that she wanted to drink the medicine?

To be reasonable, as a normal person, who would want to grab medicine from a patient!

——So this guy is the legendary traveler who came here?

He seems to be an interesting guy for the time being.

With such thoughts in mind, Wu Mi finally appeared in the hall at dinner time wearing heavy clothes.

Mr. Xu Zuo naturally prepared Wuyan's share of meals long ago, but Wuyan's attention was not on the food at all. He propped his head on one hand, and a pair of light-colored ones even seemed to show a little under his eyes. The red eyes stared straight at Mao Mao, who was sitting across from him.

This kind of sight made Hasebe, who was on the side, somewhat unable to sit still.To be reasonable, regardless of the master-slave relationship, he can be regarded as Mei Ye Mao's real lover at the moment. If his girlfriend is stared at by a stranger who has never met before, no one can bear it!

However, out of politeness, Yaki Hasebe did not attack directly for a while, but symbolically cast a warning look in the direction of Wu Mi.

But Wu Mi did not receive this signal at all.

This made Hasebe even more irritable.

What made him even more irritated was that his master didn't seem to be completely indifferent to Wu Mi's affairs - although it may be largely because Wu Mi's fiery eyes were not covered up, it was really hard for people to ignore them, but When Mei Ye raised his head and looked at Wu Mi, Yakiri Hasebe only felt that his blade life seemed to have encountered an unprecedented major challenge.

"What's the matter, Mr. Wu Mi, don't you want to eat?" Holding a bowl full of white rice, Mao Ye tilted his head to look at Wu Mi, then as if he understood something, he turned the rice bowl in his hand towards him He took a belt: "Don't get me thinking, let me tell you, if you dare to grab food from me, I will definitely beat you!"

Such a reaction made Wu Mi snort lightly.

"Or..." Seeing that Wu Mi didn't really intend to steal his food, Mei Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked tentatively, "Is it because of illness that I don't even have the strength to hold the bowl?" ?"

"That's right. In the afternoon, Mr. Wu Mi seemed to have just overturned the bowl containing the soup. If he broke the rice bowl now, even if Mr. Susan has always been good-tempered, he would be angry."

Wu Mi felt that maybe he should make a defense.

But Mei Ye Mao was happy to speculate on his own: "Well, if this is the case, then Mr. Wu Mi can just say no."

"After all, there is nothing more important in this world than having a full stomach. If you can't solve it yourself, it's not a shame to ask others to help you."

"For example, now, you can ask Mr. Hasebe to feed you."

Hasebe: ...

Wu Mi: ...