Life is a Game

Jiang Feng's hospitalization was a major event.

As the junior with the best culinary skills in the younger generation of the Jiang family, and the only officially designated successor of the old man, Jiang Feng's cooking skills and physical condition affect the hearts of everyone in the Jiang family.

Because the doctor said that he needed to supplement nutrition, Jiang Feng received the super luxurious, special grade, and super extra volume made by the old man that night. If one lunch box couldn't fit in two lunch boxes, even the most inconspicuous rice in the lunch box would It was Jiang Jiankang's fried rice with sea, land, and air pickles—the pickles were the best cans that Ji Yue's mother made last year, which Ji Yue treasured.

In addition to the dinner made by the old man himself, there are also love shortbread prepared by Ji Xia for Jiang Feng, and a strange sweet and salty pie that looks like a shortbread with meat inside. Jiang Jianguo took advantage of making fruit juice for his wife's weight-loss meals these days and made Jiang Feng a deluxe version of fruit juice. Uncle and mother squeezed a super large glass of fresh orange juice by themselves. According to Jiang Shoucheng's taste, he bought countless snacks made of beef, pork, chicken, duck, and even donkey and venison for Jiang Feng. Jiang Jianshe followed suit and bought a bunch of chocolate-like sweet and high-calorie snacks.

Wu Minqi made a pot of lotus seed and red bean paste that she learned with Ji Xue some time ago, Zhang Guanghang made a French creamy mushroom soup that looked very nice but a bit greasy, Jiang Jianshe made a stewed chicken, Jiang Zaide didn't know what to give away He went to He Yueru's shop and ordered everything that he thought was delicious, but in the end it was too much to bring He Yueru to accompany him.

These are nothing, the most amazing thing is Wang Hao, he thought that Jiang Feng had a barbecue with him last night and lived in the courtyard, so he gritted his teeth and asked Jiang Feng to borrow two hundred yuan to go to the bakery downstairs of the company to buy five. He gave Jiang Feng the expensive bread that he himself was reluctant to eat on weekdays.

When Jiang Shoucheng finished the meeting and rushed back to the hospital from school, he was dumbfounded.

He can swear that he has practiced in more than one hospital and rotated so many departments since he was an undergraduate student. He has never seen any kind of ward, but he has never seen anything like this.

Jiang Feng was sitting on the hospital bed, and the drip family had finished hanging. The bedside table next to it, which was usually used to hold water glasses and all kinds of gadgets, was filled with all kinds of lunch boxes. It's a snack, and the bread is squeezed into a corner and deformed. Jiang Zaide and He Yueru carried donkey meat to fire, donkey meat, donkey offal soup, donkey offal and a series of donkey meat products to study where to put these things.

Seeing Jiang Shoucheng coming, Jiang Zaide immediately complained: "Chengcheng, the cabinets in your hospital are too small, and you can't even put some food in there. You have to discuss with your leaders to change it, it's too inconvenient. "

Jiang Shoucheng: ...

I don't think it's a hospital problem.

"Brother De, Brother Cheng, and Sister Yueru, have you eaten yet?" Jiang Feng asked.

Now that his fever is gone, he can move, jump and run without needing someone to take care of him. Those who want to stay are all persuaded by him, and it is precisely because he has come to persuade the other that he has not eaten yet.

Jiang Feng felt that the biggest problem he faced now was not only where to start.

Among other things, the old man probably would have had enough with these two lunch boxes.

"I ate two fires." The honest man He Yueru said truthfully.

Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shoucheng had already gone to the nurse's desk to ask the nurse to borrow a chair.

For dinner, of course, start with what the old man cooked.

He Yueru was inexperienced for the first time, and seemed very reserved, while Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shoucheng were quite proficient. Jiang Feng ate first, and the two brothers didn't stretch out their chopsticks when Jiang Feng ate a lot. After Jiang Feng finished eating and started drinking orange juice, the two brothers showed their true skills. Involuntarily swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"Yueru, you can eat it too. You only eat two pieces of hot and sour octopus. Come, eat a piece of sweet and sour octopus." Jiang Zaide was very enthusiastic.

"Yes, yes." Jiang Shoucheng, who picked up a big meal for nothing, was also very generous, "You are welcome, sister Yueru, eat more. Oh, your donkey offal is delicious, but it is a pity that the takeaway is not sent to the hospital Come here."

"Aren't you going to send it?" He Yueru was stunned for a moment, "Maybe it's too far away, it doesn't matter, you can add me on WeChat, if the quantity is large, I can come over and send it to you."

Jiang Shoucheng's takeaway food was a little more abundant.

After Jiang Feng finished his dinner, he drank a glass of orange juice and a few mouthfuls of creamy mushroom soup, and was a little full. He was eating the lotus seed and red bean paste made by Wu Minqi for dessert.

"Little brother, let me tell you that I was frightened to death when I first received a call from my third uncle. Doctor Bai said that you have been working too hard during this time and are overworked. I told you that this body is yours. If you don't pay attention to your health, what will Brother De and I do in the future?" The old man's special meal was still divided by everyone, and Jiang Shoucheng was grabbing the snacks his father bought.

"Yes, little brother, you have to pay attention to your body." Jiang Zaide crazily agreed, and was eating the fruits made by his father, "I didn't think the fruits made by my father were so delicious."

"Don't be funny, when did your dad make fruit cakes for you? Hey, there are shortbreads here. Xia Xia made them. I'll eat two, brother." Jiang Shoucheng complained.

Jiang Zaide left two lines of tears.

He Yueru drank the chicken soup silently and dared not speak.

Jiang Zaide and Jiang Shoucheng stayed in the ward for more than two hours, helping Jiang Feng eat all the food that could not stay overnight, and He Yueru also helped wash the lunch box before leaving together.

"Brother De, do your sick patients have such a rich meal?" He Yueru felt that she had received a huge shock in just two hours, from her tongue to her stomach to her brain.

"No, my younger brother is probably the only one in our family who gets this treatment." Jiang Zaide didn't know how to explain, "Let's just say, this craft is passed down in my family, but in our generation only my younger brother has learned it, and Nine out of ten will be better than my grandfather."

He Yueru understood in seconds, chef, I have to make an offering.

"By the way, Brother De, the restaurant I told you about last time is already in line. Do you want to eat together tomorrow?"

"Okay, noon and night?"

"In the evening and at noon, I have to help in the store."

"Then go at night, just in time to pack something for my little brother."

Jiang Zaide and He Yueru walked into the elevator.

On the other side, Jiang Feng lay down and rested while touching his overstretched stomach.

Comfortable!

Not only is the body comfortable, but the mind is also unprecedentedly comfortable.

No more headaches, no dizziness, no invisible stone in my chest. Just after enjoying a big meal, my tongue and stomach are greatly satisfied, I am no longer nervous and depressed, I just feel refreshed, even lying on the hospital bed is very happy.

Jiang Feng was so happy that he didn't even want to look at his phone. He just wanted to lie quietly, close his eyes, and fall asleep like this.

"Hey, buddy, were those all from your family just now?" The little brother in the next bed couldn't help but ask curiously and boldly.

Jiang Feng opened his eyes and turned his head: "The fat ones are all my friends. The one who gave the soup before was my girlfriend."

The little brother in the next bed didn't even want to be sour, only envious, he sighed after a long time: "Your family is really good, and your friends are also good."

Jiang Feng smiled and closed his eyes again.

That's right, his family is really nice, and his friends are also nice.

So he needs to get better so he doesn't live up to their expectations.

he will.