Chapter 208 The uninvited guest is here again】

"He won't live long?" Lu Jinghe said this while chopping garlic with his hands.

He only thought of this answer in his heart.

"Awesome, every guess is right."

Qin Yian gave him a thumbs up and began to talk about the news she heard and saw.

"You guessed most of it right. Lu Jianlin vomited blood many times today, each time more severe than the last. The most serious one was the time when he vomited in the hospital. He kept vomiting. I didn't know that a person could vomit so much blood. I'm afraid that the blood could fill a bowl."

"No matter how strong the body is, it can't afford it, let alone his broken body that was harmed by drugs. He is not far from suffocation. I heard from the doctor that Lu Jianlin's body is not just ordinary. He won't live long."

Qin Yian sighed.

"Of course, this is not the main reason. Let me tell you, what happened to him in the hospital made his health worse. It's scary when I think about it!"

Qin Yian was shocked, as if he was still watching the horror farce on the spot, and every incident was vivid in his mind.

"What happened?" Lu Jinghe stopped chopping garlic and looked at Qin Yian curiously.

"It's a big thing you can't even guess. When Lu Jianlin just woke up, I don't know if he was blinded by hysteria or something. He kept muttering your mother's name, muttering that he was finished, and muttering that he was sorry. Then he actually grabbed the fruit knife in the ward and committed suicide."

Qin Yian measured the length of the knife, stared with big eyes and told the story with an exaggerated expression.

"Like a madman, he stabbed the spleen and stomach with a knife, and then cut it again. The cut was very long. I saw some intestines in the stomach gushing out, and there was a hole in the spleen and stomach. It was really scary. He was really cruel. He lost half of his life. His life span was directly broken." "However

, he is also a bit useless. He regretted it after stabbing, and even made a high-sounding excuse, saying that you are still here, your mother asked him to come back to take care of you, and asked someone to save him."

Qin Yian curled her lips when she said this. She completely looked down on Lu Jianlin. If he doesn't want to die, then don't die. What unfounded reasons are there? It's very ironic.

As long as he said that he still wanted to live, she would respect him as a man.

"Although the man was rescued, his body now doesn't have much life left. He has really become the sick man lying on the bed that Wu Guizhi said he wanted to be. Your grandfather is going to be furious. There is a sick man across from him. He doesn't beat or scold him, he has to be coaxed." On the other hand,

Tiangang was the one who got it.

"The harm will last for thousands of years."

Lu Jinghe said this to Lu Jianlin indifferently. He didn't want to talk about him anymore and continued to work enthusiastically on the job at hand.

Seeing Qin Yi'an reaching out and twisting a peanut that was intended to be used as seasoning into his mouth, his tense face softened, he smiled warmly and pointed to the pot behind him.

"There are halved eggs in the pot. Go eat one first to fill your stomach."

"It's really halved. I was wondering why it smells halved. I'm going to try some." Qin Yian ran to the big iron pot on the stove in surprise. She

opened the lid and saw that it was quite rich. There was halved beef, halved pork, half a halved duck, halved eggs, and halved potatoes. These were all the things she had said she wanted to eat a few days ago.

She didn't expect that he had listened to her, remembered it silently, and even halved it secretly.

She was touched!

Qin Yian took a piece of potato and ate it. It tasted so good that it was not worse than the one at Zhou Heiya's restaurant. It was even better.

She picked up an egg and looked at the cracked shell pattern and the depth of color. She knew it was a good brined egg, absolutely good. After

removing the shell and eating it, it was indeed delicious, tasty, with a little meat flavor on it, absolutely perfect.

Qin Yian ate and praised:

"Ah He, you are so good to me, I am so lucky, the brining is delicious, very tasty, I like it!"

She took a potato from the pot and fed it to Lu Jinghe.

"With this skill, you will never have to worry about food and clothing in the future, and you will have a way to make money."

Lu Jinghe was eating the potato chips Qin Yian fed him and listening to the compliments. His heart was full of joy, and his face was full of smiles. This made him happy to do more things and felt that it was worthwhile.

He said lovingly, "If I don't treat you well, who else should I treat well? I'm relieved that you like me. I was worried that it wasn't good enough. The brine in the pot is for you as a snack. I'll make it for you after you finish eating. You can tell me what else you like to eat. I'll make everything I can for you."

"Now I'm going to wash my hands and eat hot pot."

"Okay!"

Qin Yian happily finished the eggs. Looking at the brine that Lu Jinghe was putting in the pot, the big pieces of meat were particularly attractive. He swallowed his saliva and suggested, "How about cutting a plate of brine and boiling it in the hot pot? It should taste better."

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Without saying anything, Lu Jinghe picked up a piece of brined meat, sliced ​​it neatly and put it on a plate. The whole process took no more than 2 minutes. After cutting it, he took a piece and handed it to Qin Yian's mouth for her to taste.

"Delicious!"

He picked up the meat and looked up at Qin Yian happily: "Let's go and eat."

"It's great to have you!"

Qin Yian's mood became even better. She followed Lu Jinghe closely with the hot pot seasoning and went out to have lunch happily.

However, there will always be someone to break the good mood, and a warm and happy lunch was ruined.

Halfway through the meal, someone came to spoil the mood.

The person who came was the Lu family member just mentioned, Mr. Lu.

Qin Jiaguo stood up to greet him: "Mr. Lu, why are you here? You didn't tell me in advance. Come and sit down. We are having lunch. Let's have hot pot together."

Xia Xiulan pretended to go to the kitchen to get bowls and chopsticks.

Mr. Lu smelled the fragrance in the air and looked at the food on the table. He felt bad.

He was exhausted from watching people in the hospital, and worried about it. Here, his grandson was eating hot pot with others in harmony. He seemed to be more like a family with the Qin family, and the Lu family was an outsider.

He was tired and sad at the same time.

Old Master Lu waved his hand, looked at Lu Jinghe and said:

"Don't worry, I came here after dinner. I came to talk to Lu Jinghe and this kid."

Lu Jinghe himself was still holding a colander, slowly scooping the fresh meatballs and cooked dishes from the pot, and then happily putting them into Qin Yian's bowl and distributing them to others.

The old man just stared at him without moving or continuing to speak, and he didn't say a word either.

It was as if they were comparing who could hold their breath longer.

The atmosphere was weird, and it affected my appetite.