Chapter 416 Wrestling

So this is the good thing about being a boss: no one will say anything even if you don’t go to the company or are late.

Of course, this is all based on the assumption that she has nothing to do the next day. If she has work, she will definitely get up earlier than anyone else.

Ye Qian got out of bed with difficulty and went to the front yard in her pajamas. Although there were desks for the children in the room, they didn't seem to like to use them. After returning home, they all climbed on the table in the living room in the front yard to do their homework together.

The two little ones had just started elementary school and didn't have any homework at all. However, when they saw Ranran doing his homework, they also consciously sat down with him to read.

The two of them had to wait until Ranran finished her homework before putting away the books. Ye Qian felt that this had cultivated a good habit. Many children at this age could not sit still for a moment, their thoughts always flying away, and they only wanted to play, but these two people could sit still. Ye Qian was quite surprised.

The children were concentrating on their studies, and Ye Qian would not disturb them. After all, people can easily become irritated if they are disturbed while concentrating. It would take too much time to calm down and then concentrate on continuing to do things.

Ye Qian took a look behind and turned to go to the kitchen. Aunt Lan was already quite old, and Ye Qian had told her a long time ago that she wanted to hire another aunt. However, Aunt Lan was in good health because she often ate the food in the space. She felt that she was still capable and refused Ye Qian's request.

Ye Qian originally thought that Aunt Lan was just talking, but when she saw her running after the three children without even taking a breath, she knew that Aunt Lan was not lying, so she let the matter go.

The children finished their homework and the meal was ready. After waiting for a long time, Gu Jinyan still hadn't returned. According to normal times, he would have returned at this time. Ye Qian called his office, but no one answered for a long time. After hanging up, she said to Aunt Lan and the children, "You guys eat first. I'll go to his workplace to check on him."

"It's okay. He's probably working overtime and will be back soon." Aunt Lan persuaded, "What if you miss him on the way?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Jinyan came back. "Are you working overtime today? Why are you so late?" Ye Qian asked. After all, Gu Jinyan was very strict about being on time and making sure to call if there was anything. Even if Ye Qian was lazy over the years, she had learned these things. So, when there was no call or message from Gu Jinyan for a long time, Ye Qian would get anxious.

"Sorry, I'll call ahead next time. Grandpa Fu is in the hospital. I just came back from the hospital."

"Ah, when did that happen?" She was sleeping at home and didn't hear any phone calls.

"It happened in the afternoon. Uncle Fu and Fu Ming took over the shift in the evening, and Mother Fu and Fu Shan went during the day. I came back just after they were replaced." Gu Jinyan explained.

Ye Qian was a little surprised and asked, "How did you know?"

"I went to Fu Ming's place for a meeting and he went with me after receiving the call. The old man was bumped into and fell while he was out for a stroll. It's not a big deal, but he's old, so I'm afraid he'll need to recuperate for a long time." After all, he was over 80 years old, and a fall was no joke. Fortunately, he had been eating the ginseng grown in Ye Qian's space, so his health was slightly better than his peers, otherwise it would be hard to say.

"I'll stew some ginseng later and send it to the old man tomorrow morning for nourishment."

Gu Jinyan nodded and did not refuse. He was just afraid that the best tonic for health right now was the ginseng in Ye Qian's space.

After dinner, Ye Qian asked Gu Jinyan to go out and find a chicken. It was not that she didn't have any in her space, but she didn't go out, so it was difficult to get the chicken out. She had to trouble Gu Jinyan to run errands, and fresh local chicken tasted better.

When stewing the chicken, Ye Qian was not stingy and added a little water from the stream. It didn’t matter if it didn’t work. What if it did work? Wouldn’t it help Grandpa Fu get better faster?

As soon as the sun rose, Ye Qian went out with the stewed chicken soup. When she arrived at the hospital, she ran into Fu Shan, who had come to relieve her. She was holding a thermos like her. "It's my fault for not telling you. I'm going to repeat it. Just drink this. It's a ginseng stew that nourishes your body."

Fu Shan nodded. "Okay, my mom made bone soup. She's trying to nourish the body with her bones, but ginseng is even better."

Ye Qian was wondering what Fu Shan's method of healing with like was. Just as she was about to ask, she saw Grandpa Fu's bandaged broken hand.

It seems that this fall was really severe. It was already very cold in Beijing in December. Even though Ye Qian had a cold-resistant body, she still had to wear a military coat. Not to mention how many clothes the old people wore. She could still break bones even when wrapped up like that. I'm afraid the person who hit Grandpa Fu was running, otherwise how could he fall like this.

Ye Qian walked in. Grandpa Fu had already woken up. When he saw Ye Qian, he waited for her to say hello before he said, "Qian girl, you're here too."

"Yes, Grandpa Fu, I heard Gu Jinyan tell me yesterday that you fell, but it was too late so I didn't come to see you. Please don't blame me." Ye Qian said.

"Won't."

"I brought you some chicken soup. I cooked it last night. Grandpa Fu, you haven't had breakfast yet, right?" Ye Qian asked.

Grandpa Fu had been unable to sleep due to the pain in his hand, but when he heard about the chicken soup Ye Qian had cooked, he suddenly woke up and felt a little hungry. "Well, I haven't eaten yet."

Grandpa Fu was lying on the hospital bed, twisting his body to get up. Fu Shan hurried over to help. After helping Grandpa Fu to get up, Ye Qian opened the thermos and placed it on the dining table in front of them.

A fragrance wafted out. Fortunately, it was a single room, otherwise I would have to live with others, and the smell would probably wake everyone in the ward up.

Grandpa Fu's injury was in his left hand, which did not affect his right hand's ability to eat. Ye Qian had already poured the soup into the bowl. Grandpa Fu was already ravenous, so he picked up the bowl and took a sip, just one sip. He didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but he felt that his hand was not as painful as before, but it was only for a moment, and then he was busy eating again.

Chicken soup usually takes two hours to simmer, but because it was for a patient, Ye Qian worried about the difficulty in chewing it, so she simmered it for six hours, from noon to 6 a.m., before she served it. The chicken had long since fallen off the skeleton; if it hadn't, it would have fallen off easily. She added nothing to the soup except ginseng, skimming off the oil from the top before bucketing it. Worried that Grandpa Fu wouldn't be full, she added a small bowl of noodles to the water. Luckily, the thermos had a small compartment so the noodles could be placed directly on top without getting clumped or cold.

After Grandpa Fu finishes eating in the bowl, pour the remaining soup in the thermos into the bowl, add noodles and mix them, and then you can eat it. It is convenient and you can have a meal.

Seeing Grandpa Fu eating so happily, Fu Shan's stomach started to growl. Then she saw the bone soup she had brought, thinking that Grandpa might not be able to eat any more, so she asked, "Sister Qian, why don't we eat this?"

(End of this chapter)