Chapter 799 Su Miao Extra Chapter 71

There was a busy figure in the kitchen, and the smell of fish soup wafted out.

Qin Mo at this moment was completely different from when he went to see Song Hansheng. The coldness in his eyes had faded, and they were as gentle as the warm sun, with tenderness between his brows.

He walked over and gently pushed open the kitchen door, and the slight movement startled the woman inside.

"You're back. Why didn't you say anything? You scared me."

Qin Mo cooperated: "Squeak, squeak, squeak...is that ok?"

Su Miao laughed out loud: "Are you a mouse?"

Su Miao did not die. She was shot and Qin Mo treated her urgently. The bleeding of the wound was barely stopped. She was sent to the hospital and was not in danger of life. Although she saw a revolving lantern similar to what you would see when you are about to die, she still woke up.

The first thing she saw when she woke up was Qin Mo, who had been working day and night to take care of her. The sharp eyebrows and bright eyes in her memory were now bloodshot and haggard, with stubble on his chin, and the blue veins on his forehead had never faded because of the long-term tension.

Before she even opened her eyes, Qin Mo knew she was about to wake up. He brought her some warm water and waited for her to moisten her throat as soon as she opened her eyes. It was always like this. He knew which parts of her body were most uncomfortable, and sometimes he even understood her body better than she did herself.

"Why don't you take a good rest instead of thinking about cooking?" Qin Mo walked over and naturally took the spoon from Su Miao's hand. The fish soup was very white, one pot was fish soup and the other pot was bone soup.

"Didn't you agree to let me come? Go out and lie down on the sofa and rest. I'll cook two more side dishes."

"You spend all day lying down or working. You're a doctor, but don't you know that some exercise will help your patients recover?"

"I'll walk with you for proper exercise."

"What's wrong with me doing this? I also want to try making soup for you."

Qin Mo was speechless. He was always worried that he didn't do well enough and Su Miao would leave. He was always terrified, so he had to rush to do everything.

Compared to the word "love", Qin Mo felt that "get used to" was easier. He wanted Su Miao to get used to his existence.

Su Miao took a bowl and a spoon from the cupboard, scooped half a bowl of soup, picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks, and held the fish meat to Qin Mo's mouth: "Try it."

Qin Mo was slightly stunned, his movements were as stiff as a robot, he opened his mouth and took the fish in. The delicious taste of the fish emanated from his mouth, but he did not savor it carefully. His mind was full of the image of Su Miao feeding him fish.

Su Miao didn't notice Qin Mo's strange behavior and held out the bowl of soup to him again: "Try the soup again."

Qin Mo held Su Miao's hand and lowered his head to drink the soup.

"How does it taste?"

"It's delicious, and the fish is tasty too."

Su Miao smiled proudly: "Yeah, my craftsmanship is not worse than yours, so you can rest assured and leave it to me from now on."

Qin Mo's heart moved, and he remembered a saying: Food from all over the world is nothing more than a bowl of worldly fireworks.

Although these days are small, they are all happy. Qin Mo caught the word "later" from Su Miao's mouth. How long is later?

Su Miao is very happy when she cooks, and people will also show happiness on their faces when they taste her cooking, which makes her feel a sense of accomplishment.

Qin Mo hadn't seen Su Miao like this for a long time, and he didn't stop her from cooking. If she wanted to do it, she could do it, and he would help with the heavy work. Even if Su Miao's cooking was not well done, he would still eat it even if it was a dark dish.

In fact, Su Miao's cooking skills are not that good, only slightly better than her mother's. She is good at making soup, but she is very self-aware when it comes to cooking. She either uses too much salt or too little salt, and the food is either raw or mushy. Cooking is a technical job that depends on talent. She doesn't have this talent, so she doesn't pursue it.

Qin Mo was in charge of cooking. The dinner was light, consisting of a fish soup with two vegetables, cabbage and shredded potatoes.

While Qin Mo was cooking, he told Su Miao about his visit to the prison to see Song Hansheng.

"Is that enough?"

It was Su Miao's idea to lie to Song Hansheng that Su Miao was dead. Although it was a lie, Qin Mo was a little bit taboo. So when he lied to Song Hansheng that Su Miao was dead, he never mentioned Su Miao's name, but always said "she".

Song Hansheng was so devastated at the time that he didn't notice this small detail. Qin Mo didn't think he could deceive Song Hansheng for long. After all, Su Miao was not really dead. If he wanted to find out, he could find out even if he was locked up in prison.

But Su Miao understood Song Hansheng. "He won't investigate. He's just that kind of person. In his mind, I'm already dead. He was the one who killed me. No matter how much he investigates, it's just like rubbing salt into the wound. Besides... he doesn't think you'll use my life or death to trick him."

In addition, the scene of her being shot and falling was too shocking, giving Song Hansheng the illusion that she would never wake up again. Her "death" could be said to be within Song Hansheng's expectations.

"The hospital's surgical agreement will be given to him tomorrow. Will he really cooperate with the surgery and live in pain?" In Qin Mo's opinion, people like Song Hansheng don't deserve to live. Brain cancer is God's punishment for him. He deserves to die. It is a waste of time and money to perform surgery on him.