The taste... was really hard to describe. It would be an exaggeration to say that it was the most unpleasant dish he had ever tasted.

Mr. Ji has never treated his stomach badly in his life.

"Isn't it delicious?" Ning Xiaoxiao looked at him.

"...No, it's delicious. It's the best I've ever eaten." Ji Ziyuan forced himself to put the food into his mouth. As he ate, he secretly watched Ning Xiaoxiao pick up her chopsticks and prepare to eat.

.

He thought that after Ning Xiaoxiao took a bite, he would predict that the food he cooked would be unpalatable.

But apparently not.

He was a little depressed. Maybe he was sick and had a problem with his taste.

"I'm not very good at cooking." Ning Xiaoxiao suddenly said, "I don't like to add seasonings, and I don't add too much salt or oil. I think eating less of these will make my body better. I used to not be afraid of getting sick or dying, but later I

After I had a child, I felt that I couldn’t get sick, and I wanted to live longer, at least until Chaochao grew up safely.”

Ji Ziyuan's heart moved slightly, and he held her hand gently, "Don't talk nonsense, I want you to live for a long, long time. Not only can you see Chaochao grow up, but you can also see your own children and grandchildren."

"I hope." Ning Xiaoxiao raised her red lips.

"Yes." Ji Ziyuan leaned into her ear and said, "And I am a doctor. I will definitely make you and your child safe. Xiaoxiao, we have missed too much in our best years. For the rest of our lives, I

I will grow old with you until the day my hair turns gray."

Ning Xiaoxiao was startled, she didn't dare to think about something so far away.

It's just that the man's eyes are too hot.

She lowered her eyes and put some food for him, "Eat it, and talk less while eating."

Ji Ziyuan's thin lips curled up slightly, and he very obediently ate all the food cooked by Ning Xiaoxiao.

He actually had a bad appetite, but she cooked for him personally. No matter if it tasted good or not, he didn't want to waste it.

In the afternoon, Ji Ziyuan's fever subsided a little, and Ning Xiaoxiao returned to her home.

Chen Lei came up immediately and asked, "Is Ziyuan feeling better? Are you taking good care of him?"

Ning Xiaoxiao said speechlessly: "You care about him more than you care about me now. Don't worry, I have been cooling him down physically and even cooked a meal for him at noon."

"Are you cooking by yourself?" Chen Lei was stunned for a moment, then showed disgust on her face, "With your cooking skills, you don't want to make people miserable, right?"

Ning Xiaoxiao's beautiful face suddenly turned black, "Mom, why are you talking? He ate all the food I cooked and said it was delicious."

"That's definitely a lie with open eyes. Even I can't choke on the food you cook," Chen Lei teased, "Zi Yuan is the only one who can accept your cooking skills. Cherish it."

Two days later, Ji Ziyuan recovered from his illness.

Chen Lei called people over and personally gave Ji Ziyuan stewed tonic to drink. Codonopsis pilosula, soft-shell turtle, velvet antlers, and sea cucumbers. It was difficult to describe Ji Ziyuan's tonic.

If he had problems in that area, that would be fine, but he has always been quite strong in that area.

These supplements made Ji Ziyuan, who had been idle for several years, very angry.

Afraid that Chen Lei would let him continue to make up for it, Ji Ziyuan quickly decided to go to the hospital to work immediately. He could not continue to rest at home.

On the first day of work, Dean Yang came to pick him up personally. When he saw a few acnes on Ji Ziyuan's handsome face, Dean Yang looked a little strange, "Mr. Ji, what are you...

.Endocrine disorders?"

"..."
Chapter completed!