Chapter 14 Jian Yiling's Cooking Skills

Jian Yuncheng didn't get up today, and Jian Yiling felt there was something wrong. After waiting for a while, he pushed away Jian Yuncheng's room before seeing him get up.

Seeing that Jian Yuncheng was still asleep, Jian Yiling walked over to the bed and touched his forehead.

So I knew he had a fever.

Jian Yuncheng knew that she had a fever, so if she didn't want to go to the hospital, she should take medicine obediently.

Before Jian Yuncheng stretched out his hand, the soft white hand brought the medicine to his mouth.

Jian Yuncheng opened his mouth and put the medicine in his mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Jian Yiling brought warm water with a moderate temperature to his mouth, and he could drink it with his head bowed slightly.

With the warm water, Jian Yuncheng took the medicine.

The effect of the medicine struck, and Jian Yuncheng was swept away by drowsiness.

During this period, Jian Yuncheng always felt that there was someone around him, but he did not disturb him and was very quiet.

But she could feel her changing the towel on her forehead.

Unconsciously, half a day passed, and when Jian Yuncheng woke up again, he felt a lot more relaxed.

And the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was Jian Yiling who was sitting beside his bed quietly holding a book.

Very quiet, very well-behaved, silently guarding his bedside.

Realizing that Jian Yuncheng woke up, Jian Yiling stood up.

Then left the room.

Jian Yuncheng was stunned for a moment.

After a while, Jian Yiling came back, holding a bowl of steaming scallop porridge in his hand.

Jian Yiling put the dried scallop porridge on Jian Yuncheng's bedside table, and then looked at him with bright eyes...

Is she supervising him drinking porridge?

Jian Yuncheng glanced at the dried scallop porridge, which was full of color, fragrance, and appetite.

And he is really hungry now, and he hasn't eaten anything since the morning.

Jian Yuncheng picked up the porridge and couldn't stop after taking the first sip.

This porridge is so delicious, I don't know if I am very hungry, but this ordinary bowl of scallop porridge actually tastes wonderful.

Jian Yuncheng was drinking when he saw Jian Yiling turned his head and left the room again.

After a while she came back.

He held a tray in the palm of his hand, and on the tray were eight neatly arranged small bowls, each of which contained a delicate breakfast.

A plate of pan-fried salmon; a plate of fried burdock with carrots and fungus; a plate of pickled daikon; a hot spring egg; a bowl of bonito tofu soup; a bowl of tamagoyaki; .

Each one looks exquisite and alluring.

Jian Yuncheng originally thought that he was full after drinking a bowl of porridge, but after seeing this delicate snack, his appetite came back immediately.

So the eight dishes were also swept away.

Having eaten and drank enough, Jian Yuncheng instantly felt that he was full of blood and resurrected.

The eight small bowls were eaten cleanly, and there was nothing left.

Jian Yiling took the bowl away again.

Jian Yiling didn't speak, but expressed it well with actions.

Jian Yuncheng looked at her little sister's well-behaved and demure appearance, and unknowingly, the anger against her in her heart dissipated a lot.

Following Jian Yuncheng to turn on the computer, he slept for a long time, delaying a lot of effort.

When dealing with business affairs, Jian Yuncheng still thinks about the breakfast from time to time. She doesn't know when Ansao learned the Japanese breakfast. It was delicious.

Jian Yuncheng thought about waiting for Yunnao to come back from the hospital, and also asked Mrs. An to make such a breakfast for him.

Jian Yuncheng didn't know that Mrs. An was on leave today, while Mrs. Mo was helping warmly in the hospital. There were only him and Jian Yiling at home.