An Yi still had to work, but he turned down as many jobs as he could to stay here and take care of her. It was only when Jin He woke up one morning that he suddenly remembered this.
"Don't you have any schedules? Are you washed up too?"
"I've already turned them all down."
"You cancelled it?! How much will the penalty be for breach of contract?"
An Yi was washing Jin He's socks in the bathroom when his voice came from inside: "It's not much money!"
"Why don't you go to work?" Jin He walked to the bathroom door in her slippers and looked at him. "You have to go out and earn money too, what's the point of always staying with me? I can't give you money anyway."
Do I look like I'm short of money?
Jin He: "..."
Well, in his mind, he was still in a situation where he wouldn't earn money if he didn't have any gigs. His recent medical expenses had all been paid by An Yi. It was probably because An Yi was so down-to-earth with him, doing all sorts of chores like eating leftovers and washing clothes, that Jin He had forgotten about him...
An Yi is actually a second-generation rich kid.
"You need to have some ambition, right? You've already signed contracts for some of your schedules, it wouldn't be good to suddenly cancel them, would it?"
How could I leave on my own?
An Yi sighed. Last time he went out to work, Jin He was bullied when he came back, looking pitiful.
"At this hour, Fang Xiaoke and the others should be preparing for the finals. You can't just leave everything to Lin Nian; you're their mentor." Jin He took the socks from her. "Go on, go to work!"
"Why!"
"Hey what? Hurry up and go."
An Yi glanced at his watch: "Then I'll call a bodyguard to keep you company in a bit? Remember to eat well. Shen Duoyuan will be here soon. You two can do whatever you want... but don't run out, understand?"
An Yi pinched Jin He's thin cheeks: "Then I'll go first. Take care of yourself. Call me if you feel unwell."
"Okay~"
When Shen Duoyuan entered, Jin He was reading a book. He had already finished reading "Harry Potter" once and was now rereading it. Seeing that Shen Duoyuan was carrying a drink bag, he casually closed the book and asked, "What did you bring?"
Seeing Jin He's longing look, Shen Duoyuan found it amusing and took out the contents of the bag—a cup of mango pomelo sago.
"For me?" Jin He pointed to herself, her eyes sparkling.
“Yes.” Shen Duoyuan nodded. “But let’s make it clear, you can only drink two or three sips. It can’t affect your meal, or if An Yi finds out, he’ll skin me alive.”
"No, it won't happen," Jin He replied casually.
An Yi had previously told Shen Duoyuan that Jin He might have some difficulty eating. Specifically, he was fussy, had a sensitive stomach, and would vomit if he didn't like a few bites. Sometimes he might also have little appetite, so they would have to be patient.
So Shen Duoyuan was already prepared to coax Jin He, and even planned to feed Jin He by hand if she really couldn't eat. He had been itching to do the same when he saw An Yi feeding Jin He.
But he soon noticed that Jin He seemed unusually obedient today.
She said she would only take two sips of the milk tea, and then obediently returned it to Shen Duoyuan. When she handed the milk tea cup back, her eyes followed it longingly, clearly indicating that she hadn't had enough.
When asked if he still wanted it, Jin He shook his head and said he didn't.
At lunchtime, when the bodyguard brought the food up, Jin He didn't need anyone to urge him. He went to wash his hands and came back to sit at the table. The whole process was incredibly smooth.
While Jin He was eating, he received a video call from An Yi. As soon as he answered, An Yi's big face was right on the screen. The makeup artist must have applied some foundation and contouring to him.
"So handsome!" Jin He never hesitated to praise him. "Handsome!"
An Yi snorted.
Jin He propped her phone up on the table and asked An Yi, "Why did you send me a video?"
"Can't I send you a video if there's nothing wrong?" An Yi thought he was being completely unreasonable, but very magnanimously didn't argue with a patient. "Have you eaten?"
"I'm eating now," Jin He said. "Today, Auntie made stir-fried kale, steamed a fish, and braised beef brisket with potatoes."
"Let me take a look."
Jin He shifted the camera to the dishes, and An Yi glanced at them and noticed that Jin He had eaten them very cleanly... physically cleanly.
I ate almost all the stir-fried kale, didn't touch the fish, and the braised beef brisket with potatoes was simply turned into braised beef brisket. The main point was to save everyone for life, without touching any meat.
"Eat at least a couple of bites. I can't go back and eat your leftovers now." An Yi was getting anxious. "Hurry up, eat at least two pieces of beef brisket."
"Oh." Jin He was quite obedient, picking up a piece of meat and putting it in her bowl, then asked An Yi, "What did you have for lunch?"
"takeout."
"I want to order takeout too." Jin He grumbled a bit, after all, he had been eating too blandly lately. He knew that people who liked strong flavors were getting tired of it. "I want to eat hot pot."
"Do I look like a hot pot?"
"Then you can only have clear soup."
“You said I could order my own food,” Jin He said. “I want to eat hot pot, I want to go to a restaurant to eat.”
Just kidding. At least An Yi can keep him in check at home. But if he really goes to the store, Jin He will be completely out of control. Who can keep him in check then?
"How about this, I'll order hot pot delivery for you tonight, you can eat it in the hospital, okay?" An Yi couldn't stand his nagging anymore, so she had to back down. "You can't go far right now, so be good and don't make me worry about you."
Jin He kept poking at the beef brisket in her bowl with her chopsticks, and after a long while she finally said, "Then I think..."
"no!"
Phrases that start with "I want..." generally won't work.
"I'll order a few more dishes so you and Shen Duoyuan can eat together at the hospital."
An Yi said, "There's no room for discussion, this is the only way. Otherwise, I'll have Aunt Shu make it for you."
"Alright then." Jin He looked quite disappointed; although he had agreed, he seemed rather regretful.
An Yi felt a pang of sympathy for his pitiful appearance, so he comforted him, "Listen to me, we'll go eat spicy hot pot together after you get better."
Okay~
"I probably won't be able to get back tonight. Will you be able to sleep by yourself?"
"Brother, I'm already twenty-five."
"Then you should call me if you're not feeling well."
"Okay~"
It can only be said that An Yi may not know Jin He very well. After receiving An Yi's promise that they could have hot pot that night, Jin He became a little restless.
He looked at Shen Duoyuan and said hesitantly, "Could you lend me your phone for a moment?"
Shen Duoyuan didn't know what he was going to do, but he still subconsciously listened to him and handed over his phone. Anyway, Jin He hadn't been trending on social media recently, so it wouldn't hurt to take a look. So Jin He opened the food delivery app, did a few things on it, and then said to Shen Duoyuan, "Come on, put your fingerprint on it."
Shen Duoyuan subconsciously reached out his hand and peeked to see what Jin He was going to do. When he saw the food delivery app interface, his pupils contracted and he quickly pulled his hand back. But Jin He was faster than him, grabbing his thumb and pressing it on the phone.
"Hey hey hey!"
Shen Duoyuan watched helplessly as the food delivery page on his phone changed to "The restaurant is preparing the food."
"I'm doomed, I'm doomed..." He scrolled through his phone, each word an accusation against Jin He, "What did you order? Hot pot base, chili peppers... Goodness, are you trying to kill me?!"
"It's alright!"
Jin He, having achieved her goal, said happily, "If An Yi asks, just say I ordered it secretly!"
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