Since Fei Du started to eat some normal food, the nature of his troubles was immediately exposed. He turned around and disliked the hospital's clear soup. In fact, Mr. Fei's original intention was to move to a private hospital with beautiful scenery and hire a chef. He could also call his beautiful assistants to chat, and let them run errands if they had something to do, and even heal the wounds and recuperate. Anyway, he didn't care whether the medical expenses could be reimbursed.

Unfortunately, Fei Du was weak in both qi and blood at that time, and he was struggling to speak. Before he could finish this perfect plan, Luo Wenzhou had already decided on his own initiative to think of his own ideas.

Luo Wenzhou said, "Don't like to eat? OK, I'll prepare it for you to send it here--there's a big problem, why are you so difficult to support?"

Fei Du had to tactfully say that his senior brother was limping and it was difficult to work and hurt the patient.

After hearing him, Luo Wenzhou nodded, then rejected the opinion and made a final decision: "Then you don't have to worry about it, that's it."

Although Luo Wenzhou's craftsmanship is good, he is definitely not at the level of being on the stage of "Cooking Competition". He only knows how to make routine meals. However, Fei Du inexplicably pinched his nose and stayed in a public hospital for these routine meals. Afterwards, he was puzzled.

It has to be attributed to the reason that he has never had a "free lunch" in his life.

Zhou's case has come to an end for the criminal police team, but the economic investigation is far from over, and the subsequent finishing work is also very complicated. Luo Wenzhou has been very busy since he returned to the municipal bureau, and this day he has been one meeting after another. He is really too tired to entrust Ms. Mu Xiaoqing to go to his house to watch the stew pot and Luo Yiguo, and then work her to go to the hospital.

Before leaving, Luo Wenzhou specifically instructed Tao Ran to say something to Fei Du.

Unexpectedly, Tao Ran called the phone and Fei Du said to him: "Brother, I'll be speaking for free. Mr. Zhou is here with me. I want to know some of the situation with you."

Tao Ran, who had the compass-like attention, immediately transformed himself and entered the work state, throwing "mom" and "sending food" into the sky. Until he hung up the phone, Tao Ran was a little confused and always felt that he had forgotten something. He thought about it and confirmed that he had said everything he should have said, and did not say a word he shouldn't have said, so he let go and wrote the report with all his heart.

This caused this tragedy—

Mu Xiaoqing looked at Fei Du, who was living in front of him, and for a few seconds, he really suspected that he had gone to the wrong ward.

The last time she saw Fei Du, it was when he was just pushed out of the ICU. Fei Du was in a coma, with no blood on his face, and his hands were covered with tubes so thin that they were boned. The exposed skin was a few inches without bandages, like a porcelain that could be broken at the touch. Even if he didn't know the human affairs, his brows were always frowning, as if he was silently enduring the pain that could not be covered by any sleep. It was so pitiful.

Later, Mu Xiaoqing heard that he could have been hiding behind the front of the car, and at most he had some oily skin. He was so injured to protect her unlucky son. So he thought about Fei Du's handsome face. He thought of a lovely young man being abducted by a stinky hooligan. He came to the ward every day and walked around, and maternal love was about to spread.

So when Fei Du woke up later, Luo Wenzhou refused to visit the doctor by saying "I haven't made it public to him yet, nor have I reached the point of seeing the parents. You came here too solemnly, I'm afraid he's under pressure." Mu Xiaoqing actually believed it!

Only after meeting the real person did she realize that her imagination was running too far.

Hemiplegia did not delay Mr. Fei's coquettishness. He wore a dark gray coat outside his hospital gown, his hair was neatly maintained, and frameless glasses were mounted on the bridge of his nose. Before he could speak, Taohua's eyes were first smiling, and then reflected from the cold lenses. His aura was strong and mysterious, and he wanted to bring out some demonic energy - it was completely different from the "little pitiful" on the hospital bed.

Why is it different from what Luo Wenzhou said?

"Oh, thank you, the hospitalization area is a bit messy," Mu Xiaoqing looked at him, looked up at the license plate at the door of the ward, and confirmed it again and again before asking, "Do you know someone named Luo Wenzhou?"

Fei Du smiled impeccably, and vaguely realized something was wrong, so he answered very cautiously: "Hmm? It's my colleague - I'm..."

Mu Xiaoqing took out the four words "It's my colleague" separately, put them in her mind and chewed them. Judging from the keen sense of taste of people who have experienced it, she did not find out any other meaning in this sentence.

Nowadays, young people are so calm when they are in love. Do they not blush or their hearts beat?

Mu Xiaoqing said "Oh" and nodded in a clear way, thinking that no wonder that Luo Wenzhou rarely asked her to come and deliver a meal today. She had to talk about her in advance, but she didn't let her say this or that, as if Feidu was a rare "shy breed" in the contemporary era.

After a long time of trouble, Luo Wenzhou was bragging outside the "intensive care unit" that day!

Mu Xiaoqing came back to her senses and felt very happy. She consciously grabbed Luo Wenzhou's braid. She put down the lunch box and flowers in the other place, sat on the chair in front of the hospital bed, and said to Fei Du very gently: "I, I am his neighbor. He said today that he couldn't leave. My husband has been hospitalized these two days, so he asked me to bring you food - your colleagues still deliver food to you every day? Why are you so kind to you?"

Fei Du was extremely sensitive to other people's frowns and smiles, and he felt that something was wrong with this middle-aged "beauty", so he avoided the important and said "Hmm" lightly, simply agreed with the sentence "Luo Wenzhou is very nice to him", and then changed the topic: "Thank you, but are you already married?"

Mu Xiaoqing knew that this was an insincere flattery, but when he looked at Fei Du's face with nose, eyes and eyes, he still felt comfortable all over. He smiled and said, "You kid is really good at speaking. My son looks as tall as a telephone pole!"

Fei Du: "…"

This description... sounds really strong.

Ms. Mu Xiaoqing's heart was as big as the Pacific Ocean and could swallow Asia in one go. Although she was briefly shocked by the strong contrast on Fei Du, she quickly came to her senses and pulled herself back to the imagination outside the solar system in a few seconds. The speed of light adapted to reality. After all, putting aside other things, Fei Du saved her son in that situation, and Luo Wenzhou's emotional ups and downs outside the ward were all real.

So she happily checked Fei Du's household registration.

Fei Du didn't know if the "good neighbors of China" are so familiar. Although he was not unbearable, he was questioned without preparation. His body and mind, which had just been fighting with Zhou Huaijin, was still "hardly injured". Most importantly, he felt that he had made a mistake just now--

After finally reaching Mu Xiaoqing stood up and said goodbye, Fei Du immediately lowered his head and sent a message to Luo Wenzhou when she turned around: "Who is here to deliver the meal?"

Then he kept smiling as if nothing had happened, pushed the electric wheelchair and opened the door for Mu Xiaoqing: "Which department is your family living in? I'll take you to the nearest door later."

Mu Xiaoqing had a happy chat and forgot about what he had just told him. When he first heard him ask, he casually said, "Pediatrics."

Fei Du looked blank: "…what?"

Mu Xiaoqing: "No, it seems that there is no foot department. What is that? Limbs department? Lower limbs department? Which department do those who come in for athlete's foot usually live in?"

Fei Du: "…"

This mouth full of mouth running on the aircraft carrier must have grown from a set of genes that are very similar to Luo Wenzhou.

"Then come with me." Fei Du took her to the gate without saying a word, and tried to temporarily establish an image of "gentle, kind, respectful, frugal and kind" to wash out his virtue just now from the lady's mind. He insisted on accompanying Mu Xiaoqing to take the elevator downstairs, and sent her to the gate of the inpatient department like a dear Lord. "You can just walk forward and keep going."

Mu Xiaoqing smiled and said, "Don't send it away, oh, why are you polite as you say something? "

Fei Du smiled at her very appropriately: "It should be."

At this time, the phone on his knee shook, Fei Du lowered his eyes and saw Luo Wenzhou replying to their words in a hurry: "My mother."

In the bitter cold wind of early winter, Fei Du quietly burst into white sweat: "Auntie walks slowly, be careful."

Mu Xiaoqing sighed: "Oh, I have been a 'girl' for less than half an hour and have become an aunt again."

Fei Du maintained Bafeng's expression with great difficulty, and said politely and shyly: "Yes... you are too young, I misunderstood at first glance..."

Mu Xiaoqing only wanted to hear the first half of the sentence, and was overjoyed to ignore his serious apology: "I love chatting with you so much. I haven't received flowers from the handsome guy for many years. Luo Wenzhou didn't even have it?"

Fei Du suddenly opened his eyes wide - wait, what does "No Luo Wenzhou" mean?

The information contained in this sentence is a bit meaningful.

But before he could react, Mu Xiaoqing said something even more ruthless.

She said, "Hahaha, I have to take it back and show off to our old man."

After saying that, Ms. Mu Xiaoqing flew away with flowers.

Fei Du: "…"

If he could move more easily, he would probably have kneeled down to her.

Luo Wenzhou took advantage of the meeting and remembered the message Fei Du had just said, and was very surprised that Tao Ran didn't explain it clearly to him. He was a little worried that Mu Xiaoqing wouldn't talk nonsense, so he called back again: "What's wrong?"

Fei Du said in a strange tone: "No, senior brother, I love you."

Luo Wenzhou knew that the words "I love you" came out of Fei Du's mouth, and it was almost the same as "Did you eat it?", but he accidentally bumped into the water dispenser in the corridor.

Then he received a cluster of warm and straightforward roses in the communication room that evening. The fragrant fragrance made Luo Wenzhou instantly wonder what Fei Du did to be sorry for him. However, when he thought of Fei Du's state, even if he wanted to do, he was "longing for it, but he couldn't come." He calmed down again, happily took the flower home and placed it in the study. When Luo Yiguo wanted to follow in and see what happened, he cruelly locked it outside the door and blew a pleasant whistle.

The two of them left an indescribable handle with Ms. Mu Xiaoqing. They lived in peace every day, which was much more harmonious than before.

Finally, more than a month later, when the first snow fell in the middle of winter, Luo Wenzhou was completely no longer lame, and Fei Du was able to be discharged from the hospital for rest.

The heating in the car was too strong, and Fei Du accidentally got confused. When he was woken up by Luo Wenzhou, he opened his eyes and found that he was not familiar with him at all.

"There are five minutes left to arrive at my house," Luo Wenzhou said. "You wake up first, so as to avoid a cold swelling after a while."

Fei Du repeated in a low voice: "Your home?"

Luo Wenzhou looked at the road ahead without changing his face, trying to put on a "taken for granted" expression: "Yes, I have prepared all daily necessities. I will put you down first when I look back. See what else is missing, and make a list for me."

Fei Du may have thought wrongly and agreed to this arrangement, and at the same time subconsciously licked his lips.

Luo Wenzhou's family has been here twice, with a floor of about 100 square meters and a free basement. It is a bit too big for a bachelor, but the cat can have fun inside.

When I pushed the door open, the room was warm and the smell of meat wafted from the kitchen. The smell of home was wrapped around people returning from the ice and snow without saying a word, as if they could melt people inside.

Because Comrade Luo Yiguo's revolutionary integrity was not enough to win the trust, and chicken was stewed in the kitchen, Luo Wenzhou locked it in the bathroom before leaving. Luo Yiguo was furious at this arrangement. Hearing the door, he scratched the door more violently, and roared in his mouth. As soon as the door opened, he pounced on it and scratched the shoveling poop into a big face.

Unexpectedly, before he could take action, Luo Yiguo smelled a strange smell, and braked suddenly two meters below Fei Du's feet, widened his eyes, rolled back to its temporary prison, and quietly hid behind the door.

Fei Du is like a housekeeper. Once he comes, he no longer has to prevent the cat from jumping to the dining table. Luo Wenzhou rarely had to eat a meal at home without "looking at the six directions and listening to all directions". He was almost moved.
Chapter completed!