t two or three hours, and she woke up completely.she picked up her phone and looked at the time. It's almost five o'clock.she breathed a sigh of relief. After a while, you can get up.at 07:30 in the m...Chapter 2661
the doctor saw that rilla was asleep, so he whispered to Jin Si-nian, "are you numb with your hands up"
"OK."
two people come out of the bedroom.
"is she still hanging needles tomorrow" Jin Si-nien moved his wrist and asked.
"look at her status tomorrow. If you don't throw up tomorrow, you won't have to hang up the needle. You can get better if you take the medicine. " The doctor replied, "the important thing is that you must eat a light diet and stop eating." It will return to normal after a week or so of rest. "
"do you want to rest for a week"
"mm-hmm. You have to eat a light diet all week, preferably porridge or noodles that are easier to digest. "
the doctor's words silenced Jin Si-nien.
rilla said she would go home on Friday to cook for her family, but I'm afraid there's no way to go back.
the next morning, rilla woke up with a dry mouth and was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back.
she lifted the quilt and tried to find water.
the moment she went to the ground, she felt as if her body was floating, and her center of gravity was unstable at any time, and she was about to fall.
so she leaned against the wall and came out of the bedroom.
who knows, a fragrance wafts.
is not the smell of big fish and meat, and now she can't eat big fish and meat at all. It's porridge.
"Hey." Rilla saw Jin Si-nien busy in the kitchen and opened her mouth.
"are you awake" Jin Si-nien brought green porridge to the table and went to help her. "how do you feel now"
"hungry, thirsty, tired." Rilla sat down with his help.
Jin Si-nien's vegetable porridge is particularly delicious.
rilla smelled the fragrance and cried out in her stomach.
"didn't you say you can't cook" She had a slightly sour nose and stirred it in the porridge with a spoon to dissipate the heat.
"it takes no skill to cook porridge." Jin Sinian gave himself a bowl of porridge and sat down opposite her. "are you still sick today"
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"not disgusting for the time being. Let's see if you feel sick after eating breakfast. " Rilla scooped a spoonful of porridge and blew it gently.
"regret moving out" Jin Si-nien saw that she was still pale and haggard, and had never seen her like this before.
"there is nothing to regret. It's not like he's terminally ill. " Rilla put the porridge into her mouth, the taste is neither salty nor light, the porridge is very bad, very delicious.
"Don't say such unlucky things."
"Thank you for last night! If you hadn't brought the doctor, I wouldn't have kept it from my family. " Rilla's words reminded Jin Si-nien.
"the doctor says you need to rest for a week to get better. For the next week, you have to eat a light diet. " Jin Si Nian, "you might as well tell your family!"
rilla suddenly panicked.
after eating the porridge, she made a decision: "then I won't go back on Friday."
"your parents will ask you why. What do you say"
"I asked my best friend for help." Rilla took out her phone and sent a message to Yaya.
about an hour later, Yaya came.
"rilla, why are you so haggard" Yaya took rilla by the hand. "would you like to go to the hospital"
"I'm all right. The doctor came to see me last night." Rilla sat by the bed, feeling better than she had just got up. "all you have to do is lie for me. I'm afraid my parents are worried. "
"this is no problem!" Yaya said, glancing out of the corner of her eyes at Jin Si-nien standing aside, "Jin Si-nien" Is it really you "
Yaya also wants to say that you are much more handsome than the picture in person.
and can't tell his true age at all.
No wonder rilla is so fascinated.
"mm-hmm. You guys talk, I'll go shopping. " Jin Si-nien turned and left.
Yaya immediately asked rilla excitedly, "you two." Are you ready "ds a concert and the lyrics all have a teleprompter. Must be something wrong with the teleprompter!."Honey, some netizens said that there might be something wrong with the teleprompter when our daught...