Lu Yichen kissed her on the forehead lovingly again: "You can't sleep anymore, otherwise you won't be able to sleep at night. I made you some rice dumplings with fermented glutinous rice wine. Get up and try them to see if you like them."

Luo Qiao laughed: "I'm fine now, sorry to have made you worry."

Luo Qiao hugged Lu Yichen and explained the man's condition: "Brother Chen, this is the most shocking injured person I have ever seen since I started practicing medicine, and this is also the first patient I have not been able to save since I started practicing medicine.

He was seriously injured and started bleeding again not long after the operation. There was really nothing we could do to save him. We tried our best.”

Lu Yichen gently stroked her long hair: "Maybe this is a relief for him, or even more cold-blooded, it is also a relief for the family members, although the family members must be unable to accept the unfortunate death of their loved ones for a while and it is painful.

However, even if such a serious injury is recovered, the patient cannot take care of himself, or cannot take care of himself completely. This will be a burden and torture for the family members and the patient over time. "

Luo Qiao nodded in Lu Yichen's arms: "Brother Chen, I understand all this, but I just feel a little uncomfortable."

Lu Yichen sat up and hugged the man in his arms: "Your colleague is right, you are human, not gods. You have been too successful along the way, and you can't accept failure. But you succeeded in this operation, didn't you? As for the fact that the man was not saved, it was because he was too seriously injured, not because of your poor medical skills."

Luo Qiao nodded and said, "Yes, you are right. I was a little too picky."

Lu Yichen smiled and said, "Come on, don't think about those things, come and try the rice dumplings made by me."

Luo Qiao reached out to take the bowl, but Lu Yichen dodged it: "I'll feed you today and serve my wife personally."

Luo Qiao laughed: "Why does this sound so awkward? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?"

Lu Yichen scooped a spoonful and scraped off the excess on the edge of the bowl: "We are an old married couple, why should we be awkward? Besides, there is no one else here. Even if there is, I am happy to serve my wife and no one can interfere."

Luo Qiao opened her mouth and took a bite: "You're right, the taste is really authentic, it's even better than what you made before."

"As long as you like it, I'll cook it for you often in the future."

"Qiaoqiao, you still have a few days off these days, why don't we stay in the family quarters for a while, without the kids, just the two of us, and spend a few days alone together."

"Okay, go talk to the kids. If they don't mind, I don't mind."

Lu Yichen smiled and said, "You are such a bad boy. You let me fight five people alone."

"You were the one who proposed it, so of course you have to take responsibility for dealing with those five."

"Okay, who told me to live alone? Leave it to me. We'll live there tomorrow."

Luo Qiao ate half a bowl and didn't want to eat anymore: "I can't eat any more, you can eat the rest."

“Is it not tasty?”

"No, I don't have much of an appetite to begin with. This thing is too sweet. It's time for dinner soon, and I won't be able to eat dinner later."

After hearing this, Lu Yichen did not try to persuade him anymore and ate the remaining rice dumplings in wine in a few bites.

Luo Qiao looked at him eating so sweetly and felt touched: "Brother Chen, thank you."

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Lu Yichen put the bowl on the bedside table, a little puzzled: "Why do you say thank you suddenly?"

Luo Qiao moved her body and leaned into his arms: "I just suddenly wanted to thank you. For so many years, you have helped me finish my leftover meals and never complained."

(End of this chapter)