Rebirth Ninety's Fat Wife Should Be Self-reliant

Chapter 45 Gastric Ulcer

Lu Changqing is hospitalized.

Aunt Lu came back from the ward to pick up something and came specifically to tell Zhou Huilan.

"Huilan, my aunt can ask you for a favor, okay?"

Zhou Huilan was stunned and said, "Auntie, you don't need to ask for anything. If you have anything to do, just give me your orders."

Zhou Huilan has lost her mother since she was a child, and her brother is not close to her. The only person she is close to is Hu Xiaoyue, who is a white-eyed wolf. After divorcing Wang Jianye in her previous life, her life was difficult and all she encountered were the dark side of society, so on Songbai Street, she had no reservations when meeting her.

Grandma Duan, and the warm-hearted Lu Fengxia.

Her kindness can be responded to when she releases it. This feeling is particularly precious to Zhou Huilan.

"Changqing was rolling on the ground with stomachache this morning. When we got to the hospital, the doctor said it was a gastric ulcer, which scared me."

"Stomach ulcer? How could he get such a disease?"

"He, if he is hungry and full, he will eat hard when you bring him food, and he will stay hungry when you don't bring him food, or he may go to a state-owned restaurant to buy some soy milk and come back. I have said several times that I want to bring it to you.

, he always stopped me and refused to give in, and it ended up like this today, how can I explain to the old man!"

Mr. Lu has been away for several days, and Zhou Huilan also knows about this.

"It's okay. Stomach problems depend on taking care of yourself. If you take good care of yourself, you'll be fine soon."

"The doctor in the hospital also said the same thing. He said that this disease can be cured. He insisted on going home because he said he could cure it. I couldn't persuade him. However, it didn't matter whether he treated it himself or asked the doctor in the hospital to treat it.

"I don't know," Lu Fengxia sighed, "I don't know if it's because he's naughty or because I'm clumsy. You taught me how to cook so many dishes, but he doesn't even eat them. Now that he's sick, he can't spend so much time anymore."

, I was just wondering if I could trouble you to come over and cook for a few days to help him take care of himself, and my aunt will give me money! I will definitely not let you do it in vain!"

Lu Fengxia grabbed Zhou Huilan's hand in panic, but Zhou Huilan was stunned for a moment, but she smiled, "I thought it was such a big deal. You took it so seriously, but you scared me to death!"

"ah?"

"It's no trouble, Dr. Lu has helped me so many times. It's right to take care of him, but there is one thing, don't talk about money or not. We are neighbors. I don't treat you as outsiders, and you don't follow me either."

I'm out of touch."

"Is this... going to wrong you?" Lu Fengxia knew that Zhou Huilan's soy milk sales were particularly good recently, and she also went to a state-owned restaurant to fight. The battle was like attending a temple fair every day.

"No, besides, taking advantage of this opportunity, I can ask for some more medicinal recipes from Dr. Lu, so I can make more money!" Zhou Huilan was already fair, but her smile made her eyebrows crooked, which made her facial features more lively.

Lu Fengxia was stunned when she saw it.

When Chow Huilan first came here, with a body like a black bear and a body full of flesh, was she still the same person as the plump and beautiful girl in front of her?

This man has lost weight and the change is really huge!

Lu Fengxia took some daily necessities, a change of clothes from Lu Changqing, found a thermos for Zhou Huilan, and hurried to the hospital again.

Stomach problems depend on nourishment, but when Lu Changqing is feeling uncomfortable, what can he eat?

Zhou Huilan depressedly looked through the medicinal diet prescriptions written by Lu Changqing to her, and also copied part of the Xu family recipes. After thinking about it, she decided not to do those complicated ones.

Just make a pot of millet porridge, steam the steamed buns, and stir-fry a refreshing vegetarian dish.

The millet at home was ready-made. Thinking that Lu Changqing was sick and uncomfortable, Zhou Huilan took the rice into the space and washed it clean before pouring it into the pot.

It's hot now, and the steamed bun noodles are getting faster. She went to the canteen and weighed two kilograms of brown sugar and put it in when mixing the noodles. She originally thought about adding some red dates and walnuts, but she thought that Lu Changqing shouldn't eat those brown sugar if she had an upset stomach.

It’s easy to digest, just brown sugar steamed buns.

In the space, the water spinach that Zhou Huilan had cut a few days ago had grown again. She quickly pinched it again, heated the pan with cold oil and added some minced garlic and stir-fried. The aroma soon spread throughout the small courtyard.

The insulated lunch box was divided into compartments, and she wanted Lu Fengxia to eat together. Zhou Huilan stuffed every compartment to the brim, and also wrapped two brown sugar buns in a handkerchief and put them in her handbag.

"Mother-in-law, you eat first and don't worry about me. I'm going to the hospital to see a friend and I'll be back later." She explained while serving the rice to Grandma Duan.

The mother-in-law nodded, "Have you eaten? Eat as much as you like, don't rush it now."

"I already ate a brown sugar steamed bun when I was making it. I can't eat any more. Mother-in-law, you can leave it alone after you finish it. I'll clean it up when you get back."

Lu Changqing was carried to the hospital by neighbors, which is located at the Central Hospital just two streets away.

When Zhou Huilan arrived, Lu Fengxia was not there. Lu Changqing, the triple room ward, was in the one farthest from the window. The sunshine at noon was very good. The window was open and the curtains were not drawn. The warm sunlight filled his body, and along with that

His face also looked much softer.

But if you look closely, you can see that Lu Changqing's thinness and paleness cannot be concealed at all.

Recently, Zhou Huilan has been busy with soy milk in state-owned restaurants, and has not studied medicinal diet anymore, and has not delivered meals to the Lu family for a long time.

She originally thought that what Aunt Lu was talking about was anorexia, that is, a picky eater with a picky mouth, but she didn't expect that he really wouldn't eat anything without what she liked.

"Lu..." There were other people in the ward. Thinking that it would be a bit embarrassing for a doctor to come to see others when he was sick, Zhou Huilan changed her tune, "Lu Changqing, get up and eat quickly."

Feeling uncomfortable with the smell of the hospital's disinfectant, Lu Changqing suddenly smelled a fresh fragrance. He straightened up subconsciously, and then he heard Zhou Huilan calling him by his first and last name.

This tone made him a little confused. He looked confused as Zhou Huilan opened the thermos box, millet porridge, garlic water spinach and steamed buns. She actually came to deliver food to him?

The flattered Lu Changqing originally wanted to ask about the situation, but the garlic smell of water spinach was too fragrant. He took the chopsticks handed over by Zhou Huilan and took a chopstick directly.

"Okay, delicious!" He grabbed a steamed bun and took a big bite, then took another sip of yellow millet porridge from the bowl, and then took a bite of water spinach. He felt that this was the end of life.

Lu Changqing's arrogant eating posture obviously frightened Zhou Huilan. She quickly grabbed Lu Changqing's chopstick hand, but he gnawed the steamed bun with his other hand.

"Doctor Lu, you have an upset stomach. You can't eat so fast. You have to eat slower."

"Uh-huh, got it."

Lu Changqing agreed readily, but as soon as Zhou Huilan let go, he immediately started gobbling it up again, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it from him. In the end, he almost finished the meal for two by himself, if Zhou Huilan hadn't grabbed two of them.

Lu Changqing will definitely have to eat a steamed bun.

Zhou Huilan looked at the lunch box with a suspicious look on her face, and then at Lu Changqing, who was full of oil, "Doctor Lu, are you really sick? You're not lying, are you?"

(End of chapter)