Chapter 553: I Want to Poison You

Shen Zhichu picked up the list that she had crumpled into a ball and thrown on the ground. She flattened it, found a wall, and pasted the crumpled paper on it.

On the first day, she cooked for Li Jingshen, and Li Jingshen said he would eat whatever she cooked.

So he made what he hated most. He had made it before to disgust him, but he didn't taste it.

Chen Zhichu made stir-fried pork kidneys, adding a lot of chili peppers, green onions, ginger, garlic and cilantro, and the pork kidneys were fried red on the side facing up.

Shen Zhichu found a gas mask from somewhere and put it on. She added chili powder to the food while cooking. If you didn't know, you would think she was making dark cuisine. Although the food was a bit spicy, it tasted really good, but it was not the taste that Li Jingshen liked.

Did she have to do whatever he liked? Was she spoiling him?

Chen Zhichu also made pig's feet and pig's tail soup. The soup was milky white, light and full of collagen, but Li Jingshen didn't like to eat these parts, probably because he felt it was an insult to his status as CEO.

Shen Zhichu quickly finished cooking a soup, a dish and a pot of white rice.

When Shen cooked for Li Jingshen, she couldn't help but have wild thoughts, thinking about adding a bottle of dichlorvos to the soup to poison him. Perhaps when people are pushed to a certain point, they always think about killing others, even if that person is already suffering from illness.

Li Jingshen looked at the soup and dish on the table without any extra emotion, even the curve of his lips was normal. It was obvious that he had predicted Shen Zhichu's actions a long time ago.

That's right, Shen Zhichu herself is a stubborn person. If you want her to admit defeat, you must suffer a little first.

It was already good enough that Shen Zhichu could cook for him honestly without poisoning him. He didn't expect anything else. At least these looked edible.

He used to be very picky about food, but now, as long as Shen Zhichu made it for him, he would be happy to eat it, and he could eat it all up.

The doctor advised that the food must be light and not contain any chili peppers, as it can easily choke the trachea and affect the lungs.

Even a little bit of chili can cause trouble, let alone a plate of chili. It's like looking for meat in the chili, and just the smell makes my chest uncomfortable.

Li Jingshen filled a bowl of pig's trotter and pig's tail soup and cooled it, then started to eat the plate of chili peppers. It was fine at first, but after the fourth bite, the spiciness got to him. After that, he choked and coughed while eating. When he couldn't bear it anymore, he drank the soup, but the choking became even worse.

Li Jingshen could have chosen not to eat. On his list, he only wrote that he hoped Shen Zhichu could cook him another meal. When the meal was ready, it was up to him whether to eat it or not, or he could just drink the soup without suffering any consequences. But he insisted on touching it.

Seeing him coughing uncomfortably while holding his hands over his lungs, Shen Zhichu said, "You don't have to eat."

The taste of the soup and dish she made was more in line with her own taste. When Shen Zhichu was trying to please Li Jingshen before, she only remembered his preferences and cooked for 1,364 days. In the end, she had forgotten her own preferences. When she remembered them, she had already got stomach cancer and could no longer eat these.

Li Jingshen was coughing so hard that his lungs were broken. Shen Zhichu had wanted to sit down and eat a few bites, but when he saw him lying on the table and trembling with coughing, he instantly lost his appetite and turned away. Li Jingshen was left alone in the empty restaurant, coughing muffledly, each cough more severe than the last.

As soon as Shen Zhichu left, Li Jingshen could no longer control himself and vomited blood. He knew that Shen Zhichu was a little afraid of blood, so even though his throat was uncomfortable and the taste of blood in his mouth was getting stronger, he resisted the urge to spit it out.

As soon as Chen Zhichu left, he opened his mouth and blood flowed uncontrollably, flowing down the white dining table to the ground, forming a bright red mottled line that seemed unstoppable.

This was not the first time that Li Jingshen coughed up blood, but it was the first time that he felt so frightened.

His lungs were swollen and painful, and he stared at the dish and soup in front of him. After calming down for a while, he washed the blood foam in his mouth with clean water, then picked up the chopsticks and picked up the chili to eat.

He still couldn't stop coughing. He had already wiped the blood on the table and the floor with a tissue. What remained was the blood stuck to his hands. After drying, it formed blood scabs, which were hard and uncomfortable. He rubbed them with his hands, and they fell from his palms like a layer of ash.

He used to rub the blood clots left on his hands by Chen Zhichu, but now it was his turn.

It’s okay… Li Jingshen comforted himself.

It's just a tit-for-tat, retribution is coming.

There were still three days left until Christmas Eve. Li Jingshen secretly called several workers to renovate the outside. After two nights of rush work, the result looked like a wedding scene.

The wedding dress has also been custom-made and will be delivered to Shen Zhichu on Christmas Eve. This wedding dress was designed by him personally, and the size was made according to Shen Zhichu's figure.

And the ring… He also made it himself. It was a very simple ring, perhaps not as good as those diamond rings worth tens of millions, but the one he made was the most unique in the world, and it was also the most suitable ring he had ever given to Shen Zhichu.

And so, Christmas Eve arrived.