[69 Book Bar - www.] Lan Yifeng covered his face and cried silently for a while, then wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

What's the use of crying? Crying is the most useless thing. What's the use of praying to God? If it had been useful, she wouldn't be in such trouble with Qingcang today.

After wiping away her tears, she went to buy some snacks, pretending that she was just buying snacks, and returned to Huo Qingcang's ward as if nothing had happened.

She smiled brightly at the man on the hospital bed: "Haha, you lie down, it's so boring for me to sit here with you, so I bought some snacks to eat. Do you want to eat?"

Huo Qingcang stared at her red and swollen eyes without revealing the fact that she had cried. He curled his lips and said in disgust: "Junk food."

"Junk food is delicious. When there is a disaster on the earth someday, foreigners will die, and people in our country will not die. The antibodies are much stronger than ordinary people." Lan Yifeng tore open the bag of potato chips and said,

I ate it loudly and it tasted delicious.

Huo Qingcang stared at her red lips that opened and closed, chirping...

Finally unable to resist his curiosity, he asked: "What do potato chips taste like?"

Lan Yifeng was a little surprised and asked in disbelief: "You haven't eaten it before?"

Huo Qingcang scorned again: "Junk food!"

Lan Yifeng didn't know that Huo Qingcang had not been allowed to eat junk food since he was a child. The last time he was forced to eat instant noodles by his children was a huge challenge for him.

"A life without eating junk food is not a real life at all." Lan Yifeng sighed and handed the potato chips to his mouth: "Try them."

Huo Qingcang hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth to bite the potato chips. When leaving, he even licked her fingers with his tongue.

The way he looked at her was so ambiguous, Lan Yifeng's face immediately turned red.

This lecherous guy was so sick that he still didn't forget to tease her.

It was really the first time for Huo Qingcang to eat potato chips. As he chewed them, he felt they tasted pretty good.

He asked curiously: "What other junk food is delicious?"

Lan Yifeng thought for a moment and asked him: "Have you ever drank Coke?"

Huo Qingcang shook his head: "No."

Sure enough, how could someone who only drinks coffee and wine drink something like Coke?

"Shredded squid?"

"Seafood?"

"Where's QQ candy? Have you tried it?"

"What is this?"

In fact, she didn't eat many snacks. She used to be too poor and had no money to buy them, but later she didn't have time to buy them, so these were the only snacks she could think of.

Huo Qingcang had never heard of these snacks commonly eaten by civilians, let alone eaten them. Today he got angry and ordered: "I want to eat these, go and buy them for me."

People are dying anyway, so what’s the point of caring about food waste?

Lan Yifeng seemed to know what he was thinking, but he didn't say anything and ran out again.

There is a large supermarket opposite the hospital. After she ran in, she grabbed whatever snacks she saw, including shredded squid, QQ candy, dried tofu, pickled pepper chicken feet, chocolate, spicy enoki mushrooms...everything.

I took one and quickly filled the big shopping basket.

After paying, she came back carrying a heavy bag and dumped all the snacks on Huo Qingcang's hospital bed.

"many……"

Huo Qingcang stared at the pile of colorfully packaged bags on the bed. He didn't expect that there could be so many kinds of snacks. Without Lan Yifeng to wait on him, he first picked up the soaked chicken feet...

He had eaten this before, but it was just made by the chef. He wanted to try it, what was the difference between the pickled pepper chicken feet that cost 2 or 3 yuan a bag and the one made by the chef.

Uh... so spicy! He stuck out his spicy tongue and fanned it like a child. Seeing this, Lan Yifeng immediately unscrewed the cap of the Coke bottle and handed him the water.

Huo Qingcang took a big sip, then looked at the Coke bottle and took another sip.

"This stuff tastes pretty good." It's completely different from the wine and coffee he often drinks.

Lan Yifeng unscrewed a green bottle: "Then you often use this, this is Sprite."

Huo Qingcang felt that this look was scary, and it shouldn't be a drink at all, but he still raised his head and tasted it, "Well, this is not bad."

Lan Yifeng felt like he was coaxing a child, letting him eat this and try that, and then said by the way: "This is more food. There are so many delicious foods in the world. I used to dream about it."

Go to Sichuan and eat various snacks.”

She paused and sighed: "Qingcang, it seems we haven't traveled together yet..."

"Yes, you can't have a honeymoon even after you get married." Huo Qingcang put down the snacks in his hand, "Yifeng, I have wronged you."

"I don't want to hear you apologize anymore..." She showed a sad expression, "I don't want to hear you explain the future. I just want to grow old with you. Why don't you believe that we can grow old together?

…”

"flourishing……"

"Qingcang, didn't we agree? When we get married, you will have the surgery."

"The success rate of the operation is too low." Huo Qingcang finally expressed his worries: "Once it fails, I will never see you again. However, without the operation, I can still live for a while, and I can still stay with you.

for a while."

Lan Yifeng took his big palm and said, "But you will be fine only after surgery."

"That's why I want to make a will." The conversation between the two of them finally turned back to the right track, "I can't leave nothing behind and let you and your children live a miserable life."

Huo Qingcang looked at Lan Yifeng with a serious look in his eyes: "Yifeng, I have to arrange everything before I dare to go to the operating table. Even if I die, I have to ensure that you and the children

After the promotion."

"You don't have to, you don't have to arrange anything." He is so ill and still has to worry about her and her children. What a responsible man he is.

"Because, I believe, you will be fine." His eyes were serious, but she was determined: "We have experienced so much and have resisted, and there is no way we will lose at the last level. Qingcang, let us get through this together.

Let’s cut it, let’s make our family complete and let the children have a serious and responsible father.”

She stared at him, hoping to get an answer from him.

***I worked overtime today, so Sigma couldn’t write 6,000 words, so I wrote 2,000 words first. The difference in the number of words, Sigma will make up for as I write in the near future. So, I will update here today.
Chapter completed!