How ? In September, Mo Ranran entered the prestigious university where Fu Sinian once attended and continued his studies.

After class every day, she would go to the supermarket to buy ingredients and teach mrs.smith the Chinese food she learned one by one.

Thinking about it, I knew nothing about it, but now I can still cook with others. It's really a bit funny.

The vegetables she bought on this day were still eggplant, and it was the fourth day that mrs.smith learned to be fish-flavored eggplant.

Fortunately, the first three days were not in vain. After a failure today, mrs.smith finally made a fish-flavored eggplant that satisfies him, and excitedly brought it out for Mo Ranran to taste.

Mo Ranran put down the homework at hand, took a bite with expectation, and immediately gave a thumbs up: "That's great! It's delicious!"

mrs.smith immediately smiled: "Ten years ago, a young man lived here. He loved this dish the most and often ordered takeout, which was very delicious! Now I can finally make it too!"

Mo Ranran was slightly stunned, and then she smiled.

She knew who the young man Mrs.smith was, of course, Fu Sinian.

Fu Sinian likes to eat fish-flavored eggplant the most. At the beginning, she spent a lot of time learning this dish, but fortunately she finally learned some things. Later, this dish often appeared on their dinner table, and Fu Sinian had a good appetite every time.

Thinking of this, Mo Ranran felt a little sad inexplicably, and then quickly shook her head and shook her thoughts away.

*******

At this moment, it was early in the morning. Even though the entire city was brightly lit, most places were still quiet and empty.

In this quiet and empty atmosphere, Fu Sinian, who had just left work from the company, slowly drove back home.

When he got home, he was not in a hurry to rest. Instead, he made a cup of coffee for himself, walked into the study, and continued to be busy.

In the past many days and nights, he should have been accustomed to such an atmosphere and air, but over the past period of time, this home he was once extremely familiar with has become increasingly unbearable.

Because every time I open the door of my house, there are no longer warm lights in the living room, no longer waiting for him on the sofa, and no longer the cute voice complains to him: "Uncle Fu, you are back so late!"

Fu Sinian stared at the computer screen, his fingers flew quickly. Although his thoughts were messy, some things at work had already formed conditioned reflexes.

He could no longer remember how many days and nights he had worked like this, but he knew that he had to finish these tasks quickly.

And the result of his desperate work of working day and night is-

A few days later, Song Xiyuan received a call from the hospital, telling him that Fu Sinian had been sent to the hospital.

Song Xiyuan was shocked and hurried to the hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, the doctor had already finished the examination for Fu Sinian, and Fu Sinian was lying on the bed with a pale face, reaching out to cover his stomach.

When the doctor saw Song Xiyuan coming in, he hurriedly greeted: "Mr. Song."

Song Xiyuan nodded, walked into the ward, looked at Fu Sinian, and then said, "What's going on?"

"It's acute gastritis, and the symptoms are already serious. However, we have taken treatment. But Mr. Fu must take a good rest and don't joke about his body anymore. You have to rest when it's time to rest, and eat when it's time to eat, and you can't finish your work."

When Fu Sinian heard this, he frowned slightly.

After the doctor went out, Song Xiyuan sat down beside the bed: "What's going on? What do you want to forget when you send love to work?"

When Fu Sinian heard this, he smiled faintly: "Why do you have to work on love to forget something?"

"You can still laugh?" Song Xiyuan's face slightly darkened, "Fortunately you fainted at the company. What if you fainted at home in the middle of the night? Are you alone now? When did you faint at home before someone was discovered?"

"The worst thing is that it's the next day." Fu Sinian still looked faint, "Soon my secretary will find out that I didn't go to work. If I can't find me, she will naturally call you. It's not much different from the current one."

After saying that, he reached out to grab the cell phone at the head of the bed and quickly dialed a number.

"Xiaowei, bring the laptop in my office and the three USBs in the drawer, all of which are very important, and send them to the hospital immediately."

Song Xiyuan looked at him coldly and hung up the phone: "You wouldn't have to tell me that you still have to work by this time, right? kelvin, our company has developed very well now, and you don't need to work so hard anymore. Can you calm down for the time being?"

"No." Fu Sinian suddenly smiled at him, "Because this matter is very important."

"How important?" Song Xiyuan frowned, "Leave it to me to follow up. Anyway, everything on Xi Yao has been developing very well recently, and I don't need to be in charge every day."

"No." Fu Sinian continued, "I must follow up on this matter myself."

"Damn!" Song Xiyuan immediately became angry, "Don't talk nonsense! No matter what reason you have, if you don't have good health, don't want to leave this hospital! This sentence was said by me, Song Xiyuan. If anyone has the courage to go against me, then let him release you or let you work in the hospital!"

Because Song Xiyuan issued a mandatory order and really sent someone to guard Fu Sinian's ward, everything was actually walking according to Song Xiyuan's arrangement.

Although Fu Sinian had enough ability to resist, he was a patient now and the situation outside was controlled by Song Xiyuan, so he really had the strength to use it.

When Wen Cai came to see him, Fu Sinian was sitting on the hospital bed, holding an ancient button-type mobile phone in his hand. It seemed that he could not sit in anything except the function of answering calls and sending text messages.

Wen Cai was amused at once: "Hey, your new phone is quite retro, where did you get it?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Sinian glanced at her faintly: "Your husband found it for me. Do you like it? I'll give it to you."

Wen Cai laughed out loud with a "puzzle": "Work awesome, it's for your own benefit that he changed you such a mobile phone! This is how you can ensure that you really give up your work and take a good rest."

When Fu Sinian heard this, he snorted coldly and did not answer.

Wen Cai put the soup pot in his hand on the head of the bed and said, "I stewed you a pot of soup, which will nourish your stomach, so you can drink more."

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and the nurse in the hospital also walked in with a pot of soup: "Mr. Fu, this is the soup brought to you by Miss Ye."

Wen Cai immediately raised his ears: "Ms. Ye? Which Miss Ye?"

Seeing this, the nurse looked at Fu Sinian, smiled slightly, put down the soup pot, turned around and walked out.

Wen Cai immediately turned his attention to Fu Sinian: "Is it Ye Baizhen?"

Fu Sinian didn't speak, but still frowned faintly.

Wen Cai immediately covered the lid of his soup pot with angrily and snorted coldly: "I still think that you are divorced now. I am a very pitiful person. I spent several hours at home to make a pot of soup for you. It turns out that you are already taken care of by the beauty of red pink? I am really worried! Goodbye!"

After Wen Cai finished speaking, he carried his pot of soup and turned around and walked out of the ward.

Fu Sinian looked at her back and sighed softly.

Wen Cai walked to the parking lot angrily. As soon as he got into the car, the phone suddenly rang.

She stared at the obvious foreign number on the screen for a moment before finally answering the phone: "Hey?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a moment before a light voice came from: "Sister Wen Cai, it's me."

"Ran Ran!" Wen Cai couldn't help but exclaim, "Where are you?"

Mo Ranran was silent for a moment, but did not answer her question, but said, "Sister Wen Cai, I will call you. How can you not tell anyone? Including Brother Song, don't say it, okay?"

Wen Cai paused and calmed down: "What are you going to say?"

"I want to know, how is Uncle Fu?" Mo Ranran whispered, "I heard that he was admitted to the hospital. How ?"

"He..." Wen Cai paused, then he calmed down and said lightly, "He is almost well, but he still needs rest."

"Is that so good..." Mo Ranran whispered.

"Ranran, where are you now?" Wen Cai said again, "Why is your divorce from Fu Sinian?"

"Sister Wen Cai... Sorry, I haven't explained to you for so long." Mo Ranran paused again and said, "I brought up the divorce, so don't blame Uncle Fu..."
Chapter completed!