Mo Xiu stayed in the hospital for three days.

Ning An also stayed in Jiang Ci's department for three days.

On the third day, Ning An cooked a bowl of yellow rice porridge and sent it to Mo Xiu.

Mo Xiu was sitting on the bed with his laptop on his lap and looking at the screen with a pair of sharp eyes.

"ink……"

Just as Ning An spoke, Mo Xiu's cell phone rang.

He answered the phone and it was his assistant calling.

They were basically discussing with him the design, endorsement and consumption positioning of a batch of jewelry. Mo Xiu answered them one by one, and the two chatted for more than ten minutes.

Ning An was holding the thermos cup. When he finally hung up the phone, he said, "I cooked some yellow rice porridge for you. You can try it."

She lowered her hands and lowered her head, with an innocent and gentle expression on her face, so quiet.

Mo Xiu stared at her for a long time. He was about to say, "Aren't you going to fly away? Why are you coming back?", but he swallowed the words again.

There's no need to argue with her.

"Bring it here." He said slowly.

Ning An received permission, then walked slowly over, placed the thermos box next to the table, and took out the bowl.

The porridge is still hot and very fragrant. As soon as you open it, the aroma fills the room.

She moved very slowly, so Mo Xiu simply took the bowl from her hand and took the spoon himself.

Mo Xiu took a spoonful, and the white heat mixed with the aroma of yellow rice porridge swirled around.

Mo Xiu's hand paused slightly.

"Does it taste okay?" Ning An asked cautiously.

"I'm afraid you'll poison me."

"Why are you like this?" Ning An's face changed instantly, "I cooked porridge for you with good intentions. Do you know how long it takes to cook this yellow rice porridge? If you don't want to eat it, you won't eat it. Why do you say this?

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A mouthful of cold warm porridge was fed into her mouth.

The yellow rice porridge is slightly sweet and has a light fragrance. It seems to melt in your mouth, not thick or thin, just right.

Ning An swallowed the porridge and looked at Mo Xiu with wide eyes.

She couldn't see Mo Xiu's expression, but she could see that Mo Xiu was also looking at her.

He took back his hand, dug out another spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and ate it himself.

Ning An froze on the spot and didn't say a word for a long time.

Mo Xiu ate a bowl of porridge very slowly, finishing it one bite at a time.

Ning An forgot to leave.

She didn't come back to her senses until Mo Xiu finished eating, put the bowl in the thermos box, and handed it to her.

"The taste is okay. I'll cook another bowl at noon."

Ning An took the thermos box and wanted to refute, but thinking about what Jiang Ci said, he finally swallowed all the refutations and only replied with three words: "I understand."

Mo Xiu opened the drawer, took out the little golden pig pendant and put it in her hand: "I'll give you the little thing I picked up on the road."

Ning'an couldn't see it clearly, he only knew it was a small thing, like gold.

In order not to argue with Mo Xiu, she kept the little thing.

Anyway, she would return the things he gave him intact after leaving, and the things she picked up would also be returned to him.

Mo Xiu's cell phone rang again, it was his assistant again.

Ning An knew that he was busy with work and wisely left the ward.

She wanted to see what the little thing Mo Xiu gave her was, so she struggled to hold the pendant up to the sun.

Unfortunately, after looking at it for a long time, it was still blurry and she couldn't see anything clearly, so she had to give up and put the pendant away.

The only thing she can do now is to cooperate with Jiang Ci's treatment, take medicine on time, and strive to get better soon. After she gets better, she can return to New York.

She stood by the window, closing her eyes slightly, enjoying the warm spring sunshine.
Chapter completed!