Ning Huan looked at the two of them, who hadn't touched their chopsticks, and asked curiously, "Why aren't you eating?"
She could understand if Fan Juan was a little embarrassed. But Yao Xiaocui also seemed a bit shy and didn't dare to touch her chopsticks, which puzzled her.
Could it be that she made some kind of bizarre dish for breakfast today?
After being reminded by Ning Huan, Fan Juan quickly picked up her chopsticks and started eating. Even if she felt embarrassed, since her sister-in-law Ning Huan had prepared this meal, she should eat it happily.
Yao Xiaocui shook her head: "I'm not eating..."
Fan Juan asked curiously, "Girl, this food is so delicious, why aren't you eating?"
Yao Xiaocui didn't say anything, but shook her head and put down her chopsticks.
Ning Huan thought Yao Xiaocui was up to something again, deliberately causing trouble during breakfast, and was about to lash out.
All that could be heard was Yao Xiaocui saying in a low voice, "I've never had such a sumptuous and delicious meal at home..."
If last night she was thinking that as long as she became Zhou Jing'an's wife, and then drove Ning Huan away, wouldn't everything in this house be hers?
But the porridge she made for Zhou Jing'an this morning was the same plain porridge she ate at home. The sweet and delicious porridge she imagined was completely different from the vegetable and lean meat porridge Ning Huan made.
She didn't eat a single bite; just by the smell, she knew it must be incredibly delicious. Yao Xiaocui couldn't explain what was wrong with her; she just felt extremely uncomfortable.
Ning Huan was somewhat moved. In fact, apart from having bad intentions when she came to the house and causing her a lot of trouble, Yao Xiaocui hadn't done anything good.
Yao Xiaocui: I've been utterly defeated...
But this girl hadn't done anything particularly bad. Seeing her faded clothes and thin body, I knew she was a girl with a hard life.
The fact that Yao called her over probably means that after seducing Zhou Jing'an, she can live a good life.
However, there are many other ways to live a good life besides marrying Zhou Jing'an, and there are many other ways to rely on a man.
Ning Huan thought that if she had the chance, she could have a good talk with this girl. If she wasn't too stupid and could understand a little bit, she would be willing to take her to do some money-making work.
"Alright, so what if we haven't eaten it before? Now we can have it. Eat more, I made a lot."
Yao Xiaocui was even more surprised to hear Ning Huan's words.
Last night, the woman had already made her wonder why she was invited to dinner. Today, with such a lavish breakfast, she was even being urged to eat more.
Even her parents had never cared about her this much. Yao Xiaocui's heart wavered, and she felt that Ning Huan was not as bad as Yao Shi said.
Just as she was feeling touched but still a little embarrassed to start eating, Ning Huan slowly said, "Eat more so you'll have the energy to work."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yao Xiaocui's expression changed, and she immediately picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
After dinner, Ning Huan took out paper and pen, wanting to write a prescription for Fan Juan. However, she didn't know how to write, so she had to ask Zhou Jing'an for help.
But seeing Zhou Jing'an's less-than-pleasant expression, Ning Huan knew that the man was probably still unhappy because of what happened that morning.
She tentatively asked in a low voice, "Um, could you help me write a prescription?"
Zhou Jing'an snorted coldly: "So you're only being nice now that you need me. You don't care about my life or death when you don't need me anymore?"
Ning Huan knew he was referring to Yao Xiaocui bringing him porridge that morning, and couldn't help but curse inwardly: How could this man be so vengeful?
But then I thought about it again, and it makes sense. He's going to be the ultimate villain in the future. You can't do the job of a villain if you don't hold grudges.
She said with a smile, "How could that be? Look at your health, haven't I always taken good care of you? Besides, this prescription is for the villagers, not for my own use."
Zhou Jing'an said calmly, "So what? You're the one who wanted to see them. It wasn't me who asked you to treat them and prescribe medicine."
Ning Huan was quite surprised that Zhou Jing'an would say that, because in both the original owner's memories and her own impressions, Zhou Jing'an was very grateful to the villagers of Wushan Village who had always taken good care of him, so he would help whenever he could.
"These villagers have always cared about you; they're all kind-hearted people, which is why I helped them. Logically, shouldn't you be happy and help them along with me?"
Zhou Jing'an ignored her and turned to lie down, saying, "I'm tired and want to rest for a while."
Seeing Zhou Jing'an's expression, Ning Huan knew he was just being stubborn and deliberately refusing to write the prescription for her. She glared at Zhou Jing'an angrily, and after a long while, she came up with a good idea.
“Okay, since you’re tired, I won’t disturb your rest. But I suddenly remembered something. Dr. Si Yan said that your leg stitches could be removed in a few days so you can rest. Since removing stitches isn’t difficult, there’s no need for us to make a special trip. So he taught me how to remove stitches…”
Zhou Jing'an suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Ning Huan.
Ning Huan paused and then said, "But judging from the current situation, it seems that Dr. Si thinks you should have the stitches removed, but I think your leg probably doesn't need them removed, so let's just leave it as is."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jing'an's eyes suddenly hardened, and he stared intently at Ning Huan.
If it were before, Ning Huan might have been afraid, but after spending these days together, she has come to understand Zhou Jing'an's temperament a little.
Although his eyes look fierce and intimidating, it's probably because he has a strong aura as a villainous boss. As long as you don't cross his bottom line or offend him, Zhou Jing'an is safe.
Ning Huan wasn't afraid; she still looked at Zhou Jing'an with a smile on her face.
After a long silence, Zhou Jing'an quietly said, "Bring me paper and pen."
Perhaps knowing this would be the outcome, Ning Huan took out the paper and pen she had prepared beforehand from behind her as soon as Zhou Jing'an finished speaking: "This, this, this was prepared for you a long time ago."
Just as Zhou Jing'an was about to put down his pen, he suddenly stopped, looked at Ning Huan, and slowly said, "I can only help you write it if you agree to that first."
Ning Huan nodded and replied, "Don't worry, I will definitely help you remove the stitches."
Actually, she only said that to scare Zhou Jing'an. She had done her best to treat Zhou Jing'an's leg, so how could she not remove the stitches in the end?
To everyone's surprise, Zhou Jing'an shook his head: "I want you to never let Yao Xiaocui into my room again, never let her come into my room alone, and keep an eye on her."
Ning Huan paused for a moment, then replied, "It's nothing. I'll keep an eye on her for you from now on, but you'll have to write all the prescriptions for me afterward."
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