Yan Jintang nodded, then Yan Jinqun went out and called Mo Ran in to get the food.
Mo Ran, who had been paying close attention to Yan Jintang, was finally able to interact with Yan Jintang again. He was very happy and brought in food to feed Yan Jintang.
Yan Jintang was useless and ate his meal bit by bit.
He had been lying in bed for over a month without eating, and had just spoken so much that he was already out of strength.
The meal was prepared according to Li Shiming's instructions: white porridge with a little minced meat and eggs, as well as chopped vegetables. There was only a small bowl of it, as they were afraid that his stomach would not be able to digest too much.
The porridge tasted very good, and he felt a little unsatisfied. His appetite also increased, and Fan Er became hungrier and hungrier as he ate, but he couldn't eat too much.
Not long after the meal, Mo Ran brought another bowl of black medicine soup.
He drank it in one gulp without even blinking.
He has been drinking this medicinal soup since he was a child, and he relied on this thing and nutrient solution to stay alive when he was in a coma.
Mo Ran saw him finish his meal and was about to pack up and leave when he stopped him, "Mo Ran, I'll go back to the breeding base in a couple of days when I'm almost well. You've been away for so long, and only Juzi's father is there. You can go and share the burden."
"good."
"Is your injury healed?"
"Much better, nothing serious."
"Okay, please help me get my toothbrush. I want to brush my teeth." I haven't brushed my teeth for so long that my mouth is full of medicine taste.
"OK."
Mo Ran took out a new set of toothbrushes and brought a washbasin and water for Yan Jintang to rinse his mouth.
The man sat on the bed and brushed his teeth carefully twice, even brushing his tongue clean.
After brushing my teeth, I changed the water to wash my face and hair. I wished I could finish everything while sitting on the bed.
After doing all this, Yan Jintang was out of breath. After Mo Ran cleaned up the mess, he fell asleep due to exhaustion.
The three people eating outside were quite surprised. Zhao Qi said, "Old Five finally woke up and even had the energy to wash his hair, face and brush his teeth. It seems that things from oranges are really good. I added some when I cooked."
"Well, this is good. If I recover quickly, I'll be able to take care of myself slowly, and you, mom and dad, can have a good rest too."
Zhao Qi ate slowly, "My appetite has improved a lot today. I didn't eat much during the New Year's Eve dinner."
"Old Zhao is almost 15. By then, I think Old Five will be able to move around freely. Then we can celebrate as a family."
"Well, buy some fireworks and set them off to get rid of the bad luck."
The news that Yan Jintang was sober soon spread throughout the entire circle.
Apart from the Yan family, the next happiest people were the Song family, especially Song Zhiqing.
Yan Jintang has been away for a while, and his subordinates are fed up with him. But now, Yan Jintang will be able to return to work soon, and those small fry will be able to calm down.
On the twelfth day of the first lunar month, Song Zhiqing picked a time to visit Yan Jintang. Yan Jintang was able to take a slow walk around the house. Although his face was still a little pale, he looked in good spirits.
Li Shiming finally didn't need to come to the Yan family for medical consultation every day. He would take the pulse once every three days for a prescription. Because the beef sauce shop was not open, the couple studied some prescriptions and food at home and found their own comfort zone.
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Yan Jintang was completely able to move freely.
The first thing he did after getting up was to arrange for someone to deliver a huge gift box of snacks to Li Shiming, Ling Ju and Yin Bolan, as well as a slaughtered sheep to each family.
Everyone from the three families was surprised when they received the gifts. They didn’t expect Yan Jintang to be so sincere and just give a sheep.
After receiving it, Ling Ju immediately called Yan Jintang to thank him for his gift. She also took extra care of his health and asked him to take good care of himself and return to work after he recovered.
She will go to Yan's house to see her tomorrow.
Yan Jintang listened to the sweet female voice coming from the other end of the phone and curled the corners of his mouth.
Ling Ju is his godsister? Not bad.
Ling Ju placed the huge snack box in the living room of the Song family. A group of people soon gathered around it. Looking at the huge gift box, she said it was a gift from Yan Jintang, and everyone understood.
Today, the Ling family and the Song family came back to the compound to celebrate the Lantern Festival together.
Song Zhiwei and his family of three also came from Shanghai. They were also very surprised to see a sheep hanging in the yard.
"Second cousin, where did this sheep come from?"
Ling Ju looked at Qian Yue's mouth, almost drooling, "It was sent by the Yan family! How about we grill it today!"
"The legendary roasted whole lamb? That must be delicious!"
Ling Ju nodded and instructed Song Qi to prepare the charcoal fire. "But this sheep is not too big, but not too small either. We have to divide it up and roast it separately. We don't have such a big stove at home."
"Okay, uncle will help you!" Qian Jing said as he rolled up his sleeves and picked up a knife to divide the sheep.
Ling Ju didn't expect Qian Jing to be so capable. He divided the sheep in a short time.
After lunch, Song Qi prepared the charcoal fire, and the barbecue grill that Song Wei brought back from outside was also in place. The twin brothers began to roast the lamb together.
"Let's start grilling now. We'll probably be ready for dinner tonight. Song Qi, don't use too much fire or too much charcoal, otherwise the outside will be burnt and the inside will not be cooked. Grill slowly over low heat."
Song Qi made an OK gesture.
Song Wei stood aside, looking at Song Qi's obedient appearance, and asked him in a low voice, "You said your wife is really a foodie, she can cook anything. It's as if she has eaten everything."
Song Qi didn't look at him, but patiently explained, "Cooking is a talent. If you cook more, you'll be able to imitate others. It's just like how you watched our mom run a business since you were a kid. Wasn't she also self-taught?"
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