Chapter 93: Commanding Feng Jue
"What time is it now?" Yan Ai asked, looking at the night outside the window.
"Just after 12 o'clock."
Just after 12 o'clock? Yan Ai was secretly surprised. It was already so late?
"Why don't you leave so late?" Yan Ai asked again.
"Waiting for your test results." Feng Jue said, sitting down on the chair beside her bed, then lowered his eyes to look through the result reports in his hand.
In fact, he had seen all of this, but he just couldn't believe it.
Yan Ai frowned. It’s just a pregnancy check-up. Do we need to wait so long?
Then she realized that if it was just a pregnancy test, there wouldn't be so many report results!
Could it be that he gave himself a full body check-up?
"You are violating my privacy by doing this, do you know?" Yan Ai pointed out with a cold face, her voice still sounding a little hoarse.
"You fainted, and I personally brought you to the hospital." The man was calm and composed. "As for what kind of tests you need, that's the doctor's professional judgment. I just delivered the results for you."
Yan Ai pursed her lips and stared at him, not knowing how to refute for a moment.
This doesn't look like a public hospital. Looking at the man's calm and confident demeanor, this is most likely a private hospital he invested in.
After a while, someone knocked on the door and brought in food, which was a bowl of soft and glutinous millet porridge and a pot of stew.
It's obvious that it was prepared in advance, otherwise it wouldn't have been possible to make it so quickly.
Feng Jue asked the man to put down his things and leave.
This is an independent VIP suite. In addition to a balcony, living room, leisure area and independent bathroom, there is also a lounge reserved for accompanying guests.
Feng Jue hasn't hired a caregiver for Yan Ai yet, so now there are only him and Yan Ai in the room.
The millet porridge and stew were placed on the table in the living room.
"Get up and eat." The man put down the report, stood up and walked over to bring the food to her.
There is a small folding dining table next to Yan Ai's bed.
She hesitated for a moment, but finally decided not to go against her stomach.
He made her vomit, so it was his duty to compensate her now.
What's more, in his previous life, she cooked a lot of food for him, although he never ate a single bite.
Yan Ai cursed herself in her heart for being stupid for washing hands and making soup for a man, while she set up the small folding dining table beside the bed.
The man walked over and placed his things on the small dining table, then returned to sit in the chair beside the bed.
He picked up the examination reports and continued reading, his eyes no longer on Yan Ai.
Yan Ai secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
She was so worried that Feng Jue would stand by and stare at her while she ate.
Seeing that the man was watching intently, she finally felt relieved, picked up the spoon and prepared to eat.
The feeling of entering the mouth is amazing.
Although Yan Ai is not picky about food, her tongue and taste are very sensitive. When she was a child, she was used to eating the cooking skills of five-star chefs like Yan Zexun. She can tell whether the food she puts in is good or bad just by touching it with her tongue.
The bowl of millet porridge that Feng Jue ordered for her was of top quality.
I wonder how the stew tastes?
After finishing the millet porridge in small and steady mouthfuls, Yan Ai reached out the spoon to the pot of stew.
This is yam, red dates and pork ribs soup. The soup is sweet and oil-free, and it strengthens the spleen and stomach. Yan Ai fell in love with it after taking a sip.
It only took Yan Ai about ten minutes to wipe them out completely. Can you believe it?
The stomach that was empty just now was instantly nourished and felt much more comfortable, and the discomfort in the throat was also relieved a lot.
"I'm done eating." Yan Ai didn't plan to do it herself, so she instructed, "Come and pack up, I'm going to sleep."
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