After interacting with Mother Xie, everyone could hear Student Xie’s lesser-known side, revealing part of the veil.
"When her dad and I were busy at work and occasionally couldn’t co ho, she cooked by herself at ho. She’s not very good at cooking," Sun Rongfang explained to her daughter. "There wasn’t much food at ho for her to cook. She’d fry a couple of eggs, mix them with leftover rice and lard. Anyway, she and her brother were hungry, and they thought it was delicious."
Hearing his mom talk about his sister, Xie Youtian nodded, able to recall the taste of his sister’s fried rice from back then. He was even younger at the ti, drooling while watching his sister skillfully toss the fried rice in the pan.
"Auntie," Tao Zhijie pointed to Cao Yong across from them, "When it cos to fried rice, he’s the expert."
Sun Rongfang looked again at the handso young man beside her: Could such a handso man really know how to make fried rice?
"Auntie, if you don’t believe it, tomorrow he can make so for you," the group at the table teased, eager to stir things up.
Xie Youtian quickly lifted his little head to look at Brother Cao: Can Brother Cao’s fried rice taste better than his sister’s?
Despite a bunch of little fools wanting to play matchmaker for him but lacking the skill, Cao Yong still asked her mother, "Auntie, what kind of fried rice do you like? I’ll go to the market tomorrow to get so ingredients."
She figured the handso guy was joking with her. Sun Rongfang burst into laughter and said, "If you’re capable, make a seafood fish rice."
Seafood fish rice is hard to fry; it easily carries a fishy sll.
This was the first challenge from his future mother-in-law. The group at the table internally laughed, ready to watch the fun.
Cao Yong remained calm and composed and replied confidently to her mother, "Sure."
It was already late, not a good ti to make fried rice for her. Cao Yong stood up to find the hotel staff to take so other snacks for her.
The adults ate. Xie Youtian, as his mother forbade him from eating more, sat on the couch in the private room to play puzzles by himself. As he played, he lay down on the couch.
"He seems tired," Wu Lixuan turned around and noticed her buddy’s little brother seed to be sleeping.
Yin Fengchun heard her words, glanced over, and imdiately noticed the child’s unusual sleeping posture.
Seeing her boyfriend get up to check on the child, Wu Lixuan rembered the previous incident and said, "He felt sleepy in the car and wanted to sleep."
"Let him sleep, it’s okay, you eat," Sun Rongfang followed.
Unexpectedly, their words didn’t get Yin Fengchun back to the table to eat, but instead caused everyone else at the table to put down their chopsticks.
Returning to the private room, Cao Yong saw that the child was in trouble. He hurried to the couch, reached out to touch the child’s head, and asked, "Tell brother, is your stomach hurting?"
A doctor’s eyes are the sharpest; seeing the child curled up like a shrimp, it was obvious he was cold and his body hurt sowhere.
Hearing that his son had a stomachache, Sun Rongfang stood up and said, "I happened to leave his dicine in the luggage bag."
"What dicine is he taking, Auntie?" A few doctors heard and asked her.
Sun Rongfang said, "A few days ago, he had an upset stomach and got so dicine from the local clinic by our ho. Maybe today being excited, he overate."
The parent’s remarks indicated that the child’s illness wasn’t just a recent issue.
The doctors realized the situation was sowhat serious. The entire Hepatobiliary Surgery team left the table and ca over. After all, Hepatobiliary Surgery is part of the digestive system branch. Tao Zhijie took the lead and asked, "Is he running a fever?"
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