My Husband, Warm The Bed

Chapter 49: My Wife Jane Ran

Jian Ran got up and sat next to Qin Yue, and glanced at the table. There were more than a dozen dishes, large and small, mostly from Sichuan cuisine, which was not suitable for patients after a high fever.

After looking over it all, Jian Ran fixed his gaze on the bowl of Ejiao white-skin porridge that was fresh and delicious on the table.

Even if Jian Ran doesn't understand medicated food, she also knows that donkey-hide gelatin can nourish blood and nourish yin for women. You can't let Qin Yue, who has a high fever, drink this.

Qin Yue usually eats bland meals, and all the meals are made by this aunt. Why did he make such meals only when he was sick?

After scanning around, Jian Ran looked at Qin Yue with questions: "Are you sure that Aunt Chen prepared these dishes for you?"

"No." Qin Yue looked at Jian Ran with deep and gentle eyes, "I have already eaten them. I asked Aunt Chen to prepare these for you."

Jian Ran was surprised: "Is it for me?"

Qin Yue nodded.

Qin Yue swept away the haze left in Jian Ran's heart with a simple sentence. It turned out not only that she would worry about him, but he also thought of her.

"Thank you!" Jian Ran looked at Qin Yue and smiled, picking up his chopsticks and eating.

Today, because of Qin Yue's affairs, Jian Ran was so worried that she was not in the mood to eat breakfast, and her lunch was postponed until now. She was really hungry, so she did not look elegantly eating.

Qin Yue looked at her with a deep gaze. For a long time, he said, "Did you feel wronged today?"

Jian Ran is not a person who shed tears easily. Qin Yue remembered the scene that she just shed tears, and he intuitively felt that she must have been wronged.

Jian Ran's action of picking up vegetables paused, raised his head and glared at him, and said in a nasal voice: "I have been wronged."

"Let's listen. If anyone dares to bully you, I'll help you out." Qin Yue's words sounded like a joke, but he paid attention to every subtle change in Jian Ran's expression.

"It's you who made me wronged." Jian Ran wanted to say that, but after thinking about it, he could not slap himself twice.

咚咚——

A knock on the door suddenly interrupted their conversation. Liu Yong pushed the door in and put a document in front of Qin Yue: "Mr Qin, this document needs your signature."

Liu Yong took the document to Qin Yue's eyes, showed him page by page, and then talked to Qin Yue again in English.

Jian Ran didn't really understand what he was talking about. He probably heard some keywords, what to buy, and so on.

While the two were talking, Qin Yue finished reading the document, and quickly signed his English name-leoqin, taking the pen handed by Liu Yong.

Liu Yong collected the documents and then exited. Qin Yue glanced at a random box on the coffee table.

Qin Yue has a deep memory of this thermal insulation box. The last time Jian Ran prepared him rice covered with seaweed, he used it.

"What's that?" He asked softly, looking at the thermal insulation box on the coffee table over there.

Jian Ran followed his gaze and looked over, saw the thermal insulation box he had brought over, he hesitated and said: "No, nothing."

"Huh?" Qin Yue raised his brows and looked at Jian Ran quietly.

Jian Ran was flustered by him, so she said honestly: "I brought you the vegetable porridge. I was worried that you might not be used to it, so I didn't show it to you."

Qin Yue coughed lightly and said very seriously: "Jian Ran, you are not me, how do you know that I won't like it? You haven't asked me, and you haven't given me a chance to choose, how can you easily replace me? Make a decision?"

At that time, he made a decision to marry Jian Ran, and he would try to accept everything from her, good or bad.

But recently Jian Ran gave him the feeling that he didn't believe him, didn't believe him, or didn't believe him!

Jian Ran lowered her head and whispered like a kid who did something wrong: "Well, I won't make decisions for you in the future without asking your opinion."

Seeing Jian Ran lowered her head like a **** daughter-in-law, Qin Yue felt a little funny again: "I'm just hungry, you can bring me a bowl."

"Yeah." Jian Ran took the heat preservation box and said while serving the porridge, "This is kale porridge, it may be a bit bitter, you should be fine."

"I'm not picky eaters." Qin Yue is not an ordinary picky eater, just don't pick what Jianran makes, he can eat whatever she does.

Just like last time, I knew I was allergic to onions, but I still ate it. In the end, I got an injection in the hospital all night.

After getting married, he has been working very hard to be a qualified good husband.

"Is it delicious?" Jian Ran looked at him and asked with a smile.

"Not bad." This time Qin Yue praised her without hesitation, and took another big mouthful.

Seeing Qin Yue eating the porridge he cooked by himself and eating it with gusto, Jian Ran felt a little sweetness in his heart, as if she was getting closer to him again.

Qin Yue doesn't usually say nice things to her, but after knowing that her hands and feet are cold, she will prepare gloves and a warm water bag for her, and take practical actions to take care of her.

During this period of time, she has slept well every night, and she never woke up because of cold hands and feet like before.

Qin Yue was drinking porridge, Xu Huiyi and a doctor knocked on the door and came in.

The doctor met Jian Ran this morning, and it was the one who injected Qin Yue.

The doctor's gaze swept away from Jian Ran, and finally fell on the bowl of porridge Qin Yue ate: "Master, your high fever has not gone away, and it may cause other conditions at any time, so please don't eat nonsense for now. Our strict food is bad in case of bacterial infection."

Jian Ran felt very uncomfortable when she heard the doctor's words, which clearly meant that the things she made were not clean.

Yes, she admitted that she had not known Qin Yue for as long as they did. They are people who have been with Qin Yue for a long time, and they have a deep relationship with Qin Yue, but she is Qin Yue's wife.

Just when Jian Ran was too depressed, Qin Yue's body was suddenly hugged, and his low and deep voice sounded slowly but firmly in her ears: "Xu Tezhu, Doctor Liang, give you a formal introduction, my wife Jian Ran."

My wife Jian Ran!

The simple five words slammed Jian Ran's heart directly and quickly, causing her heart to instantly soften into soft water, looking at Qin Yue quietly and tenderly.

Yes, since the day they got their marriage certificate, Jian Ran is no longer Miss Jian—but Mrs. Qin.

Qin Yue looked at Jian Ran again, his eyes softened a lot: "Jian Ran, Xu Tezhu and Dr. Liang are all people who have worked by my side for a long time. We are on the surface of an employment relationship, but in fact we are all friends. They are just like mine. The same as loved ones."

Qin Yue said this very well, but once again emphasized the true relationship between them.