After the IV drip was finished, Sang Tianen walked out of the hospital with the takeaway food and ate it all in the car.
With food in her stomach and having just finished the IV drip, her body regained some strength, and her originally ugly face became much more relaxed.
After she felt better, she drove back home and lay there leisurely for a long time. It was almost time to get off work before she finally started to make dinner.
When Yan Zheng returned home, Sang Tianen had just brought the food to the dining table. She still had a mask on her face. She divided some of the food into plates and took them to the sofa not far away.
Yan Zheng felt somewhat helpless, thinking that this person was being too cautious, but at the same time, he felt touched that the other person valued him.
He went to the bathroom to wash his hands and walked to the dining table to eat. The dishes were all his usual favorites. The portions were not large, but there were many varieties.
Normally, the two of them would have at most three dishes for a meal. It was obvious that she made so many delicious dishes for the baby in her belly.
Yan Zheng picked up a piece of spicy and sour potato shreds with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. The sour and crispy taste whetted his appetite and he ate several mouthfuls of rice.
Sang Tianen, who was standing by, saw that Yan Zheng had a good appetite, so he smiled and said, "How does it taste?"
"It's delicious." Yan Zheng said sincerely, "It's just not spicy enough."
"I'm doing this for your own good. I'm afraid your stomach won't be able to handle it if you eat something too spicy," Sang Tianen explained.
Yan Zheng thought she was being too long-winded, so he changed the subject, "The doctor said you need to be on IV drip for two days. Don't work overtime tomorrow night, just go to the hospital."
"Yeah." Sang Tianen had the same idea.
After dinner, Sang Tianen wanted to wash the dishes, but Yan Zheng chased him out of the kitchen. Sang Tianen said worriedly, "Let me wash it."
Yan Zheng was very helpless: "Just consider it as my request to you, just take care of your health peacefully, okay?"
Sang Tianen's eyes looked somewhat innocent, and he murmured softly: "I'm feeling much better, and you're tired after a day's work."
Yan Zheng touched her face through the mask, his eyes sparkling as he said, "I know you care about me, but I think you are the one who deserves the most care right now. If you're not feeling well, you should rest well instead of running around here. It's okay to be weak occasionally and let me take care of you."
Having said that, Sang Tianen didn't know what to say anymore. He said with a somewhat unnatural look, "Okay, stop nagging me. I'm going back upstairs to lie down now."
Yan Zheng immediately laughed, and playfully stood on tiptoe to touch her head and praised her, "That's a good baby."
Sang Tianen let out a "Hey" and hugged the person in his arms. He subconsciously wanted to kiss her, but when he leaned over, he realized that he was wearing a mask. The romantic thoughts in his mind instantly disappeared.
Yan Zheng glared at her and said, "Be honest."
Sang Tianen looked very embarrassed, luckily he was wearing a mask, otherwise he would have wanted to dig a hole with his toes and bury himself in it.
That action just now was indeed quite hasty.
For An Yanzheng's sake, she said, "Well, don't think too much about it. Before the transplant, I will control myself. Starting tomorrow, I will be a vegetarian every day."
Seeing that Sang Tianen's tone was very serious and didn't seem like he was joking, Yan Zheng pursed his lips and said, "You still have to eat meat, as long as you know the limits."
"Of course." Sang Tianen nodded.
After returning to the study, Sang Tianen took off the mask that made her feel difficult to breathe.
Her cold this time was quite serious. Not only did her body feel like it had been punched and kicked, but she also had a stuffy nose and a sore throat. If Yan Zheng hadn't sent her to the hospital in time, she might have fainted on the road.
It was such a shame. If I had held on for another half an hour, I could have gotten the marriage certificate. Now I have to find a good day again.
Sang Tianen sighed repeatedly.
At this time, there was a knock on the study door. Yan Zheng walked in with a glass of lemonade. Sang Tianen quickly put on his mask and asked, "Why did you come in?"
"Drink a glass of lemon water and replenish your vitamins, which will help you recover faster." Yan Zheng smiled and placed the glass on her desk.
This thoughtfulness made Sang Tianen feel extremely comforted. She pulled Yan Zheng's hand, her eyes sparkling: "Baby, why are you so kind?"
"Just give you a glass of lemonade? Aren't your requests too low?" Yan Zheng leaned on the desk with a smile, "I find you're really easy to coax. Fortunately, I took the initiative, otherwise you would be someone else's girlfriend now."
"Yeah." Sang Tianen agreed. "I also think my good temper is a bit too good. I often feel out of tune with this world."
As he spoke, he gently pulled down his mask and drank the lemonade at just the right temperature. Then he put the mask back on and said, "I have a cold these days, so I won't sleep with you. I'll sleep in the study these days."
Yan Zheng did not refute, but took the glass and said: "Then you should go to bed early, stop writing novels, and get a good rest, okay?"
"Well, whatever my husband says is what it is." Sang Tianen said with a smile.
Yan Zheng turned around and left with the glass. As soon as he closed the door, Sang Tianen immediately turned on the computer and started typing. Her heroine was about to become ruthless and kill the hero, so how could she let him down at this time?
Even if she has to lie down, she has to finish updating the novel.
Yan Zheng cleaned the glass and put it into the sterilizer to sterilize it with the dishes and chopsticks at high temperature. At this moment, the cell phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.
He took out his cell phone and when he saw it was an unfamiliar number, he immediately pressed the reject button, but within two seconds, the phone rang again.
He lowered his eyes, feeling a little heavy, and finally answered the phone: "Hello?"
There was a slight breathing sound on the other end of the phone, but no one spoke.
Yan Zheng's heart suddenly became nervous, and an idea suddenly came to his mind. Although it was ridiculous, it was also very reasonable.
As if to confirm his thoughts, the owner of the phone spoke, her voice a bit sexy and hoarse, she said: "Yan Zheng, it's me."
At this moment, all the blood rushed to Yan Zheng's brain, and the past poured out like water with a valve opened.
He had to clench his fists to endure the erosion of memory. After a moment, he slowly said, "How did you get my number?"
"As long as I'm willing, I can naturally contact you." Xu Qingyue's voice was filled with mixed emotions. "Why did you block me? Can't we even be friends now?"
"I have a girlfriend. I love her very much. I just want to live a peaceful life." Yan Zheng looked out the window. The transparent glass reflected his eyes that were darker than the night. "So, please don't contact me anymore."
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