However, Sang Yu told him with facts that it was impossible to eat two more bowls.
On the dinner plate, a mini bowl of egg custard, a normal bowl only half a bowl of porridge, with a glass of warm water, adds up to less than a whole bowl.
Where did you get so much for him to eat?
Lan Qin had a good appetite, sat upright with his back against the pillow, borrowed Sang Yu's hand, chewed slowly and finished eating, and when it came to the last bite, he looked at it with his eyes down, stopped, and couldn't bear to eat.
Just a small spoonful of custard Sang Yu was strange, and handed the spoon forward, "Why is it cold?"
Lan Qin shook his head, tugged at the quilt, and reluctantly opened his mouth to eat it.
Sang Yu saw that he was still not finished eating, and a pair of clear eyes were still running back and forth with the empty bowl in her hand, swallowing twice in her throat, and it was not good to tell her directly that she was not full.
It's so tangled.
Sang Yu was tickled by Lan Qin's unconscious small movements, and felt as if he had inadvertently peeled off a layer of his camouflage shell, and now it was completely exposed.
Lan Qin, who didn't need to wear lenses to cover up and was honest with her, was so sick that she was dizzy, which was particularly painful.
Sang Yu was sour and funny in his heart, and comforted him, "I know that you haven't eaten enough, don't worry, let your stomach get used to it first, and then give you more food in two hours." ” In a simple word, the brown and gray eyes were easily lit up.
Lan Qin nodded immediately, and the frequency was much faster than usual.
He had a fever and no strength, so he could only lie on the bed, Sang Yu would definitely leave after taking care of him, she wouldn't go upstairs if she was fine, and he would have to wait until noon if he wanted to see her again.
But now Two hours is enough.
Sang Yu packed up the dishes and stood up, took care of him to lie down again, tried his body temperature again, saw that the temperature had dropped slightly, and put his mind at ease and prepared to go out.
But Lan Qin's gaze followed her, and his eyes were fixed on her.
How could she interpret some kind of longing in this look Sang Yu stood on the side of the bed, leaned over slightly, held the dinner plate with one hand, and leaned over to test his forehead with the other, "It's still hot, but the temperature is really dropping, is it very uncomfortable?"
Lan Qin shook his head.
Her fingertips rubbed against his forehead with the movement, and Sang Yu's wrist couldn't help but shake slightly, tsk, this skin, this feel She pretended to cough calmly, couldn't control this hand, automatically went down, touched his cheek again, and said seriously: "Well, my face is also hot." ” After saying that, she bit her lip and wailed inwardly, wanting to swear a little.
It's so touchable Three words are automatically omitted in the middle.
Lan Qin's head was still dizzy, and it was impossible for him to feel that he was sick and attractive, so it was logical to think that Sang Yu was experienced and was taking his temperature artificially.
He remembered that he had a high fever before, and his grandmother would sometimes probe the temperature behind his ears and neck very roughly, so in order to cooperate with Sang Yu, he took the initiative to raise his face and show her the slender neck.
Sang Yu's blood warmed up.
It's a shame.
She shuddered against his neck, and unsurprisingly it was so hot that it burned his fingers numbly, and in a slight movement, her fingertips inadvertently passed through an inappropriate roughness.
Sang Yu suddenly felt refreshed and lowered his eyes to see.
She touched the scar on his throat from the operation, although it was a long time ago and the visual was no longer obvious, but the real touch was still terrifying.
Her heart, which had just been filled with impurity, suddenly suffocated, she withdrew her hand, stretched the quilt high and wrapped him up, deliberately amused him, and said softly like a child, "Okay, the best-looking person in the world, now start to close your eyes and try to sleep for a while." ” Lan Qin was satisfied to hear her praise, silently retorted, "The most peugeot person is you", and then decisively and seriously carried out the sleep task.
Sang Yu covered the door and adjusted her mood before stepping down the stairs, Song Zhiyu was sitting on the sofa downstairs, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with a laptop on her lap, and was typing quickly with her hands.
Hearing footsteps, she looked up.
Sang Yu secretly gave a thumbs up.
Teacher Song is worthy of being a mythical figure in the rehabilitation center, but his bearing is extraordinary.
But when she washed the dishes and sat opposite Song Zhiyu to start chatting, Sang Yu looked at her skillfully operating the computer, and suddenly had an indescribable sense of disobedience.
With Mr.
Song's hand speed, the time order of the ordinary treatment video is not a matter of minutes, and in the case of the last time, I need to ask her to help As soon as Sang Yu's question turned in his mind, Song Zhiyu closed the screen and went straight to the topic, "Xiaoyu, I apologize first, I asked you to arrange Lan Qin's video, I had it in mind, the purpose was to make you make up your mind as soon as possible and come to help him." ” So frank Sang Yu was relaxed, since the other party was honest, things had passed, and now there was a good result, she was not unpleasant, shook her head and said: "I can understand, you are his attending doctor, I know his situation, I know that I have this" She thought for a moment and said, "This skill would definitely want me to be involved in therapy." ” Song Zhiyu smiled with relief, "The little girl is so sensible. ” She continued: "I'm going back to the rehabilitation center soon, let's make a long story short, you listen to me first, and you can always interject if you have any questions." ” Sang Yu concentrated.
"You already know the cause, illness and specific manifestations of Lan Qin," Song Zhiyu has a professional attitude, trying not to bring personal feelings, "The fire he experienced happened when he was sixteen years old, and it has been eight years since now. ” Sang Yu was taken aback, and his hands clenched subconsciously.
Song Zhiyu nodded, "You heard it right, eight years, after the fire, because he himself had a weak will to survive and his attitude was too negative, his treatment was very difficult, and he lay in the hospital bed for almost two years.
So he is most afraid of being hospitalized, and if he is disobedient in the future, you will scare him with hospitalization and promise to become well-behaved. ” To put it mildly, Sang Yu felt that he had been stabbed in the heart again and again.
What kind of joke, how can she bear it In the future, in front of Lan Qin, she will never mention the word hospitalization again.
Song Zhiyu stared at her, "During the treatment, he couldn't eat at all, and survived the most dangerous stage by relying on gastric tubes and injections, and when he reached the recovery period, he was barely able to eat some semi-liquid food at first, and then with soup, the nutrition was quite enough, but no one expected that his post-traumatic stress reaction would become more and more serious, and his eating situation would get worse day by day."
In front of her eyes, the picture of Lan Qin being tortured in the past appeared, and she closed her eyes in a difficult way, and took a sip of tea to calm down.
Sang Yu's back stiffened, his hands were interlocked, and his bones were white.
She has seen more than one similar patient in the rehabilitation center.
The temperature on Lan Qin's body was still lingering at her fingertips, and she didn't want to think about putting that kind of pain on him that life was worse than death.
Song Zhiyu breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's not talk about the process in the middle, it is indeed a coincidence that I found that the food you made can make him swallow, probably because Lan Qin's life should not be extinguished." ” She smiled bitterly, no longer involved in emotions, and directly said the conclusion, "The reason is not to be studied for the time being, through my observation and record of him, the current situation is like this, he has the ability to distinguish you, as long as it is indeed the food that has been made, seasoned, and cooked by your hands, he can swallow it without picking, and even when he is in good condition, he can eat something else." ” Sang Yu took a small notebook and wrote it down carefully, sighing as he wrote, what kind of strange ability is Lan Qin "But if you're only involved in part of it, take a cake as an example, for example, if you knead the dough, but you bake it and change it to someone else, or someone else knead the ingredients, and you're only responsible for sprinkling a layer of chopped peanuts, and in this case, his reaction is random."
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"The more you are involved in the process, the less likely he is to resist."
The more Sang Yu wrote, the more frightened she became, she had been selling pastries on consignment in the cake shop for the past two years, and sometimes she would go to the kitchen to help, and she had indeed done a lot of things that only meddled in a small part, and it seemed that Lan Qin had tried them all.
Song Zhiyu added, "In this way, if your participation is too low, like making a cup of coffee or a cup of tea, he can't feel you, and it will be completely invalid." ” Sang Yu remembered the soy milk that night, and had a deep understanding of it, so she wrote it all down.
She took out the meal table for the past week and showed it to Song Zhiyu, "I know everything, you can see what the problem is." ” "No problem, I'll send his medical records to your mailbox later, and you will line up for half a month," Song Zhiyu smiled after reading it, with some nostalgia in her eyes, "It's just that watching this meal, I think of when he was a little child." ” Sang Yu's face flushed.
Lan Qin's stomach has been abnormal for so long, and he has to start repairing it again, so he has to treat it as carefully as a baby.
The baby meal was also delicious.
After roughly communicating, Song Zhiyu looked at her watch, said "I'll talk about other things later" and got up to leave, and turned around when she got to the door, "By the way, I heard Lao Chen say that Lan Qin asked him to take you back to the rental house today and sort out your personal belongings and bring them over." ” "Don't worry, those two bastards are still at the police station, and no one will bother you."
Sang Yu was a little embarrassed, "I'm going to go out and find a house."
"What are you doing looking for a house" Song Zhiyu was surprised, "It's not good to live here, Lan Qin makes you uncomfortable, or" She raised her eyebrows slightly, and lowered her voice, "It's still Qinqin too cute, I'm afraid you can't stand it together" Sang Yu was amused, and raised his hand with a pure face to say, "No" "If you don't have it, you can live," Song Zhiyu waved her hand, "What age, Xiao Young can't even think about it than me, an old lady, he is willing to provide it to you, why don't you want it." ” He poked her forehead unceremoniously, "Silly." ” "Also, he's sick, you take care of it more, I'll give you leave for the next two days, and you can go to work the day after tomorrow," Song Zhiyu changed her shoes and went out, her curly hair shining, "He's shy, you have nothing to tease him more, it's fun." ” Sang Yu went to the door to see her off, and said with a smile: "You know him too well." ” "Don't you understand," Song Zhiyu threw down a sentence before entering the elevator, "After all, it's his own grandmother." ” Sang Yu froze.
The elevator door shook and slowly closed, Song Zhiyu looked at Sang Yu's shocked expression, and smiled calmly, "They are all acquaintances, in the future, you don't have a long teacher or a short teacher, and you can also call me grandma." ” Sang Yu was affected by the keyword, and reflexively said, "Ahhh ” Song Zhiyu was so happy that her wrinkles were reflective, "Oh, Xiaoyu is so good." ” Sang Yu was left standing in the empty hallway, staring at the metal door with a bewildered expression.
Why do you always feel like you've been tricked?
Sang Yu chatted with Song Zhiyu for half an hour, and spent another hour and a half digesting the huge amount of information, and made a bowl of vegetable tofu soup for Lan Qin on time, which was eaten by him in less than three minutes.
"It's still hot," she touched his forehead, "and go back to sleep." ” Uncle Chen was downstairs, and when Lan Qin fell asleep, she followed to pack the luggage of the rental room.
As soon as he looked down, he found that Lan Qin was looking at her with a little embarrassment.
Sang Yu reacted, and also felt that after she said what she said just now, it seemed strange something Lan Qin typed her slowly, "Sleep after eating, eat again after sleeping, sleep and sleep again" He raised his eyes, and the water looked at her.
Sang Yu had an epiphany and strongly expressed her wrong, she was taking care of the sick, not raising piglets Lan Chin was clearly unconvinced. ay He lowered his eyes.
Sang Yu bent down to look at him, aggrieved Blue Piggy Chin is actually secretly happy.
What's wrong with the little piglet. can be raised by her with good food, and she can't ask for it to be a piggd1806102: