Seeing Zhou Yuxuan's certainty, Jian Yixue didn't say anything, but ladled out a bowl and handed it to him.
Zhou Yuxuan's previously gloomy mood instantly brightened.
He quickly took the bowl and carefully tasted it.
He eagerly took a bite, but couldn't taste anything. Instead, he was burned so badly that he was flailing his arms and legs, almost bursting into tears. He gasped for air, trying to get rid of the high temperature in his mouth.
Jian Yixue, standing to the side, watched Zhou Yuxuan's series of actions, and a slight smile crept onto her face.
Is this idiot really that top-notch international medical expert with an arrogant personality?
"Slow down, no rush, I cooked a lot," Jian Yixue reminded him when she saw his expression.
Zhou Yuxuan nodded after hearing this, but he was too preoccupied with tasting the medicinal food to speak.
Then, he scooped up the medicinal food, blew on it to make sure it wasn't too hot before putting it in his mouth.
Zhou Yuxuan's eyes lit up as soon as he took a bite.
It melts in your mouth, and the aroma of medicinal cuisine envelops your lips and teeth, unlike any other food he has ever eaten.
The medicinal dishes he had eaten before all tasted bitter and medicinal.
The medicinal cuisine cooked by Jian Yixue had no bitter taste at all; instead, it had a unique sweetness characteristic of medicinal herbs after swallowing. A faint medicinal fragrance wafted from it, not pungent at all, but rather quite pleasant.
"Delicious, sister-in-law, your cooking is amazing."
Zhou Yuxuan ate several large bites and excitedly praised Jian Yixue.
Jian Yixue's lips curled up slightly. She was very confident in her cooking skills, and she was even happier after hearing Zhou Yuxuan's praise.
Perhaps no one can resist being praised for their achievements, and Jian Yixue is no exception.
"Then you should eat a few more bowls. I'll go upstairs and bring the food to Mo Han first."
Zhou Yuxuan nodded frantically, his eyes fixed on the medicinal cuisine.
As the heir of the Zhou family and a foodie, he had tasted countless delicacies. After eating Jian Yixue's medicinal cuisine, none of them were worth mentioning. After all, it was the first time he had ever seen someone make medicinal cuisine so delicious.
Upon seeing this, Jian Yixue turned and went upstairs with the prepared medicinal meal.
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"Knock knock knock~~" A knocking sound rang out on the door.
After a long while, seeing that no one responded, Jian Yixue outside the door guessed that he might be asleep, so she quietly pushed open the door and went in.
The bed was empty. Jian Yixue looked around and, not finding Ye Mohan in the room, felt a pang of anxiety.
Countless guesses flooded my mind.
Did someone take advantage of his injury and kidnap him?
That shouldn't be happening!
The entire villa was heavily guarded; with so many people watching, how could it possibly be...?
Jian Yixue suddenly noticed the bathroom next door, which seemed to be closed.
Her gaze sharpened, and she made a guess, then slowly walked over.
She pushed the door open and saw Ye Mohan, dressed in pajamas, with his back to her, ...
Jian Yixue covered her face with her hands, turned around, and hurriedly explained with a flushed face, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."
She never imagined that someone who had just woken up from a coma would go to the toilet alone.
She thought someone had kidnapped Ye Mohan and was hiding in the toilet.
This is a huge embarrassment!
Ye Mohan turned and slowly walked out of the restroom. Seeing Jian Yixue covering her face at the door, he teased, "Has Madam changed her mind?"
What? You changed your mind?
After hearing this, Jian Yixue released her hands from her face and looked at Ye Mohan with a confused expression.
When she saw the ambiguous smile on Ye Mohan's face, she immediately understood.
"No, I just couldn't find you lately and was worried you'd been kidnapped, so I..."
"That's why I opened the door. What did you see?" Ye Mohan stared at Jian Yixue, who dared not look up and meet his gaze, with a mischievous grin.
Upon hearing Ye Mohan's words, Jian Yixue recalled the scene from earlier. Her blush didn't fade; instead, it became even redder and felt almost burning hot.
Jian Yixue felt that if she continued to discuss this topic with Ye Mohan, she would probably become the first person to die of embarrassment.
"I didn't see anything! I didn't see anything!" He turned and fled, closing the door behind him and leaving the room.
Ye Mohan's deep, captivating eyes gleamed with a faint light as he watched Jian Yixue storm out of the room.
When Ye Mohan returned to the bedside and saw the medicinal food on the table, his eyes softened. It seemed that he had misunderstood her; she had indeed come to bring him food.
Ye Mohan picked up the medicinal meal and began to savor it gracefully.
It didn't taste as bad as he had imagined, nor did it have an unpleasant medicinal flavor; instead, it had a faint medicinal aroma.
Whether it was because he was too hungry or because the medicinal food was too delicious, he ate quite a bit before reluctantly putting down his bowl.
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On the other side, Jian Yixue, who had left the room, was now sitting quietly in the living room, the blush on her face completely gone.
She was filled with regret at that moment, wondering why she had run away.
How can he move around so much with all those injuries? He doesn't take care of himself at all!
Without anyone watching, he doesn't know how he'll ruin his body.
After thinking it over, she decided to swallow her pride and go up to him, since she owed him something.
As soon as Jian Yixue entered the room, she saw Ye Mohan sitting on the sofa working. He was wearing light gray loungewear, and his slender fingers were rapidly typing on the keyboard of his laptop.
Jian Yixue stared at Ye Mohan's tall and noble figure, mesmerized, and stood blankly at the door.
Ye Mohan, who was engrossed in his work, seemed to hear a noise by the door.
He looked up, his gaze shifting slightly, a half-smile playing on his lips: "Why don't you come in?"
Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue realized what was happening.
He subconsciously raised his hand and wiped the corner of his mouth.
Thankfully, I didn't drool.
Oh no, I've lost all face, and to make matters worse, he saw it.
She composed herself, feigning composure, and frowned as she said, "Why did you get out of bed? You just woke up, don't overexert yourself. Didn't Zhou Yuxuan tell you to rest in bed?"
Ye Mohan watched the girl's series of actions, his eyes not missing the changes in her facial expressions, and couldn't help but chuckle.
Hearing her caring words warmed my heart.
He waved to Jian Yixue, gesturing for her to come over.
Jian Yixue felt angry because her words seemed to hit cotton.
But she succumbed to his beauty and walked awkwardly to Ye Mohan.
Ye Mohan pulled Jian Yixue to sit beside him and straightened her trench coat collar. Seeing Jian Yixue's sullen expression, he explained, "It's alright, I know my own body. I've delayed a lot of things for the conglomerate these past few days, and I don't know how long I'll be here. I'll deal with some urgent matters when I wake up."
Jian Yixue nodded after hearing this.
She also knew that Ye Mohan, as the president of the conglomerate, was very busy every day, and that he must have many things to decide after being in a coma for so long.
Ye Mohan patted her head. He seemed to enjoy the feeling of patting Jian Yixue's head, just like petting a cat, which made him feel comfortable and then he could devote himself to his work.
Jian Yixue sat on the sofa, sometimes playing games, sometimes glancing at Ye Mohan who was working diligently.
The room had a peaceful and serene atmosphere.
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