He hates the hospital because every patient in the hospital is accompanied by his relatives, which makes him unable to help but think of his family. After so many years, he doesn't know how his family is now. Are they still alive, whether they live well or not, whether they live a wealthy life.

"I shouldn't waste my time here, my inner demon? So what about my inner demon? As long as I have strong willpower, it's no big deal."

Thinking of this, Luo Qingyu was eager to go to Long Xiao’s residence and let Long Xiao untie the ban so that he would not have to suffer here.

As soon as he walked out of the hospital door, Luo Qingyu immediately met An Xinrou holding a lunch box.

An Xinrou saw Luo Qingyu's embarrassing look and her eyes widened: "You... why did you run out by yourself?"

"Don't worry, get out of here." Luo Qingyu suddenly had red eyes and roared with a bad temper.

"You...you..." An Xinrou's bloody energy rushed into her mind: "Good your bastard, I kindly gave you food, but you actually regard your kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs."

After Luo Qingyu roared, he found that he was mentally ill and his face became a little ugly.

In the past, he had a lot of concentration and would definitely not have such out of control. It can only be said that his mental state was very bad. If his original combat power was still there, he would not be able to accidentally kill the girl in front of him as soon as he got up.

"Take me out of the hospital, I don't want to live here." Luo Qingyu took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

According to the current situation, he could only follow Long Xiao’s advice, start as an ordinary person, and experience it in the world.

"Want to go to my house? Impossible." An Xinrou responded very neatly.

"If you don't take me away, I will call the police immediately and say that you are irresponsible when you hit me by driving, and it is a hit-and-run. If I die, you won't be happy. Moreover, I have been in the hospital and you will have to spend a lot of money. Don't think that you can shirk your words before. I can say that I only agreed when I am not in a normal state of mind. Moreover, I will also sympathize with me as a weak person. No matter what, you will not be able to escape." Luo Qingyu said threateningly.

"I...I..."

An Xinrou shivered in an instant. Obviously, she was really afraid, afraid that Luo Qingyu would rely on her.

During this time, Luo Qingyu climbed onto the pickup truck with obvious dents on the front of the car and said to An Xinrou who was still stunned: "What are you doing? Drive."

An Xinrou's home is located near a remote farm.

There are no high-rise buildings here, only scattered houses.

An Xinrou parked the car in a yard, and a middle-aged man with a cane and only one leg immediately came up: "Xiaorou, you're back."

Then, the middle-aged man saw Luo Qingyu in the car and was slightly surprised: "Who is this?"

"Hello uncle, my name is Luo Qingyu. Because there is no place to go, Xiaorou asked me to stay here for a while." Luo Qingyu responded shamelessly.

An Xinrou's face turned a little dark and she shouted: "Uncle, this bastard is the boy who was hit by me. He was so arrogant that he asked me to bring him back. Your car was also broken by this boy."

The middle-aged man ignored An Xinrou's roar and smiled gently at Luo Qingyu in embarrassment: "Young man, welcome to our house as a guest. Xiaorou has never had parents since she was a child and has been spoiled by me. Please don't mind. Don't think that she has a boy's personality, but she is still kind-hearted. My name is An Jianmin, An Xinrou's uncle, just call me An Bo."

"I'm disturbing, Father An." Luo Qingyu nodded in response.

At this time, Luo Qingyu's words were very kind, but the temperament of the superior made him look very arrogant.

The house is not small, three bedrooms and one living room.

Luo Qingyu was arranged in the guest room, which had been unavailable for a long time and was covered in dust.

In response, Luo Qingyu could only lie on the broken sofa in the living room to rest, waiting for An Xinrou to clean the room.

"Your room is cleaned, don't lie here and get annoyed." An Xinrou said angrily.

"I'm hungry." Luo Qingyu replied weakly.

Bang……

An Xinrou put the dinner that she had originally sent to the hospital to Luo Qingyu on the table: "Eat you to death."

Not to mention, the dishes look pretty good.

One meat, one vegetable, one soup.

Meat and vegetables are the cheapest pork, and the dishes look very good, while green vegetables are Chinese cabbage, the fastest growing type.

Luo Qingyu took a sip of the soup gently.

Puff!

As soon as he drank it into his mouth, Luo Qingyu couldn't help but squirt out, and looked at An Xinrou in horror: "You won't want to kill me, are you? Why is this soup so bitter?"

An Xinrou was so angry that she stamped her feet: "What do you know? This soup is a traditional Chinese medicine I bought for money. It is very blood-replenishing and is a precious medicinal food. You actually dislike it. If you don't drink it, I will drink it."

As he said that, An Xinrou picked up the soup bowl and poured it into one mouthful.

However, after just taking a sip, An Xinrou's face turned blue and purple, but for the sake of face, she still forced herself to drink all the super terrible soup.

After she finished drinking the so-called medicinal food, her face turned green and she wanted to vomit, but she was afraid of wasting it, so she forced herself to swallow it back.

"You... are amazing."

Luo Qingyu was a little disgusted, but he still praised him against his will, and then carefully ate a bite of the green vegetables. In this bite of the green vegetables, Luo Qingyu's face became very ugly again. He spitted it out in one bite, and then pushed the green vegetables in front of An Xinrou: "You can eat this green vegetables too, it's delicious."

This vegetable is absolutely the best, salty and sweet, and is definitely a typical example of dark food.

After looking at the only pork, the dish seemed to be good. Luo Qingyu had no food anymore and was drinking porridge silently. No need to guess, this little girl named An Xinrou must have been cooking for the first time and mistakenly putting sugar as salt. After knowing that she had made a mistake, she immediately added a bunch of salt.

The reason why Luo Qingyu knew so clearly was that he had such obvious mistakes when he made the first cooking.

No words all night.

Luo Qingyu slept in the guest room. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, he was awakened by a noise.

After feeling his physical condition, although he was still a little weak, his injuries had basically recovered. From this calculation, although his strength was sealed, his injury recovery speed was still far beyond that of ordinary people.

When he walked out of the room, Luo Qingyu saw the lights on in the kitchen.

When I went in, I saw that it was An Xinrou.

At this time, she was busy making breakfast.

Guru...

Luo Qingyu's stomach was tossed. In order to have a safe meal, Luo Qingyu walked in inexplicably and said, "Get out, I'll make breakfast."

"If you don't take care of your injuries, why do you come here to do it? Don't hinder me here. Although I can't cook, sweet potato porridge is my best." An Xinrou said unconvincedly.

Luo Qingyu ignored An Xinrou's words, silently picked up the kitchen knife, cleanly sliced ​​the sweet potatoes, brushed the pot, and started stir-frying directly.

After stir-frying for a while, Luo Qingyu asked, "Why is there no meat? How can I be nutritious if I am a patient, only eating sweet potatoes?"

An Xinrou reached out to placate Luo Qingyu's chest with confusion: "Does it hurt?"

Luo Qingyu reached out and patted: "Bored."
Chapter completed!