Chapter 393
Liu Taiyi's departure, and did not let the Meng family care, simply Meng Heyun can wake up, it has been thankful.
Meng zhantang patted Meng Heyun on the shoulder and said: "don't worry, being a father will never hurt you in vain. When you are cured, you must ask Pei Guogong's wife to give you an explanation."
"You guys, take good care of the third young master. Remember what Dr. Liu said. You can only drink porridge. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand." Meng Heyun's maids bowed one after another.
"Well, the rest of the people are gone. Let he Yunhao have a rest."
Leave such a sentence, people have left.
Meng Heyun is lying on the bed. It's OK not to move. As long as he moves a little, he will feel that his whole body is falling apart.
Slight movement will affect the wound, so that he can't breathe in pain.
He couldn't figure out why the bodyguard next to Pei Guogong's wife suddenly started, and didn't even give him a chance to react.
In the end, in front of all the people in the Meng family, I felt that I had lost face.
These are not the things that make him feel the most broken down. The most broken down thing is to drink porridge.
On weekdays, he is not happy without meat. His greatest wish is to taste all the delicious food in the world.
It's better to kill him than to drink porridge.
Jin Xiaoxiao has long known from Enron that Meng Heyun's habits and hobbies.
In the 21st century, he must be a top ten gourmet blogger.
Because of this hobby, Meng Heyun is much fatter than other brothers.
To deal with people like him, we need to use some special methods.
In a twinkling of an eye, it was time for lunch. Not surprisingly, the maid came to Meng Heyun with a bowl of porridge.
Meng Heyun's subconscious eyebrows slightly frowned, and his slightly greasy face was full of unhappiness: "are you sure you can only drink porridge? At least some small dishes will do
The maid put the porridge in front of him and shook her head helplessly: "third young master, this is the master's order, and you are injured now, so you can only be wronged."
Meng Heyun pondered for a long time and then shook his head helplessly: "it's really fatal. I know you can go down."
The maid bowed down. He looked at the porridge in front of him. Although he hadn't drunk it, he was disgusted.
But if you don't even drink this bowl of porridge, you have to go hungry.
His life creed is that no matter how badly beaten or angry he is, he can't be hungry.
Meng Heyun plucked up his courage, dug some porridge with a spoon and slowly put it into his mouth. He kept thinking about the delicious food he had eaten.
I thought I could easily swallow this bowl of porridge if I thought about delicious food, but I didn't think about it. On the contrary, it formed a very strong contrast, which made the porridge more insipid.
"Clang..."
"Hiss..."
Meng Heyun felt that the porridge was hard to swallow, so he knocked the bowl to the ground, and the violent action also affected the wound, so he took a cold breath.
He really wanted to smash everything in front of him, but he was powerless.
A little move, can let him pain to death, but don't dare to act rashly.
Suddenly, a food box in the corner caught his attention.
This is the food box that Dr. Liu seems to have accidentally dropped.
Meng Heyun got up slowly, tried not to move too much, and came to the food box slowly.
Suddenly a strong fragrance floated to his nose, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva uncontrollably.
He forbeared the pain and slowly bent down to lift the food box in his hand, even though his facial features were twisted in everything.
In front of delicious food, no one can imagine how strong Meng Heyun's perseverance is.
He looked around and yelled to the maid at the door, "I want to take a nap. No one is allowed to come in without my order, you know?"
"Third young master, have you finished your porridge? If not, I'll help you clean up your desk. How about going to sleep? "
"No, I'm very tired now. Don't disturb me."
Meng Heyun opened the food box carefully, and the fragrance just smelled floated out again.
There are four or five dishes neatly placed in the food box. Although the weight of each dish is not much, it is enough to make Meng Heyun move his fingers.
The next layer is white rice. He didn't think about who left the box here.
At this moment, he completely lost his mind, what the doctor's advice, what Meng zhantang's warning, have left behind.
He picked up the porcelain bowl on the ground, poured out all the porridge, and began to eat the rice.
This lunch satisfied Meng Heyun. Even though he had tasted all kinds of delicious food in Beijing, the dishes in front of his eyes brightened his eyes.
"Burp..."
Meng Heyun sat in a chair with a burp and rubbed his stomach as if she had been pregnant for many months, with a look of enjoyment.
He decided to find out who made these dishes, and he must meet this person well in the future.
Just as he was wandering, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, even more serious than the pain that affected his ribs.
Just in the blink of an eye, his forehead had oozed fine beads of sweat, and his face was as pale as a paper, and he slowly fell to the ground.
"Come... Come on, come on..."
"Ah..."
Hearing his cry, a group of maids rushed in one after another, looking at him on the ground and the food box on the table, completely at a loss.
The maid in charge was the first to come back to her senses. She rushed to Meng Heyun's side and squatted down. First, she slowly lifted him up. Looking back, she yelled to a group of maids: "where did this food box come from? Who is so bold? "
The maids looked at each other. No one knew where the food box came from.
"By the way, when Dr. Liu came to see the young master, didn't he bring a food box with him? Could it be Dr. Liu... "
"I can't manage that much. Go and tell the master that you'll ask Dr. Liu to come." The lady in charge anxiously ordered her to go down.
The rest of the people tried their best to support Meng Heyun on the bed. His mellow and heavy body now shrank into a ball, and he couldn't bear the pain in his abdomen.
The wailing in the mouth made the maids uneasy, but they didn't dare to blame him as a young master.
It's only because they didn't find the food box in advance. It's only because they didn't take good care of Meng Heyun.
But Liu Taiyi did not forget the food box here, but Jin Xiaoxiao told him to do so in advance.
All the dishes in the food box are made by her own hands. By using the principle of mutual restriction of food, Meng Heyun is even more ill.
Since we want to revenge, we must be ruthless and get all the previous grievances back. There will be no pleasure at all.
Meng zhantang patted Meng Heyun on the shoulder and said: "don't worry, being a father will never hurt you in vain. When you are cured, you must ask Pei Guogong's wife to give you an explanation."
"You guys, take good care of the third young master. Remember what Dr. Liu said. You can only drink porridge. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand." Meng Heyun's maids bowed one after another.
"Well, the rest of the people are gone. Let he Yunhao have a rest."
Leave such a sentence, people have left.
Meng Heyun is lying on the bed. It's OK not to move. As long as he moves a little, he will feel that his whole body is falling apart.
Slight movement will affect the wound, so that he can't breathe in pain.
He couldn't figure out why the bodyguard next to Pei Guogong's wife suddenly started, and didn't even give him a chance to react.
In the end, in front of all the people in the Meng family, I felt that I had lost face.
These are not the things that make him feel the most broken down. The most broken down thing is to drink porridge.
On weekdays, he is not happy without meat. His greatest wish is to taste all the delicious food in the world.
It's better to kill him than to drink porridge.
Jin Xiaoxiao has long known from Enron that Meng Heyun's habits and hobbies.
In the 21st century, he must be a top ten gourmet blogger.
Because of this hobby, Meng Heyun is much fatter than other brothers.
To deal with people like him, we need to use some special methods.
In a twinkling of an eye, it was time for lunch. Not surprisingly, the maid came to Meng Heyun with a bowl of porridge.
Meng Heyun's subconscious eyebrows slightly frowned, and his slightly greasy face was full of unhappiness: "are you sure you can only drink porridge? At least some small dishes will do
The maid put the porridge in front of him and shook her head helplessly: "third young master, this is the master's order, and you are injured now, so you can only be wronged."
Meng Heyun pondered for a long time and then shook his head helplessly: "it's really fatal. I know you can go down."
The maid bowed down. He looked at the porridge in front of him. Although he hadn't drunk it, he was disgusted.
But if you don't even drink this bowl of porridge, you have to go hungry.
His life creed is that no matter how badly beaten or angry he is, he can't be hungry.
Meng Heyun plucked up his courage, dug some porridge with a spoon and slowly put it into his mouth. He kept thinking about the delicious food he had eaten.
I thought I could easily swallow this bowl of porridge if I thought about delicious food, but I didn't think about it. On the contrary, it formed a very strong contrast, which made the porridge more insipid.
"Clang..."
"Hiss..."
Meng Heyun felt that the porridge was hard to swallow, so he knocked the bowl to the ground, and the violent action also affected the wound, so he took a cold breath.
He really wanted to smash everything in front of him, but he was powerless.
A little move, can let him pain to death, but don't dare to act rashly.
Suddenly, a food box in the corner caught his attention.
This is the food box that Dr. Liu seems to have accidentally dropped.
Meng Heyun got up slowly, tried not to move too much, and came to the food box slowly.
Suddenly a strong fragrance floated to his nose, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva uncontrollably.
He forbeared the pain and slowly bent down to lift the food box in his hand, even though his facial features were twisted in everything.
In front of delicious food, no one can imagine how strong Meng Heyun's perseverance is.
He looked around and yelled to the maid at the door, "I want to take a nap. No one is allowed to come in without my order, you know?"
"Third young master, have you finished your porridge? If not, I'll help you clean up your desk. How about going to sleep? "
"No, I'm very tired now. Don't disturb me."
Meng Heyun opened the food box carefully, and the fragrance just smelled floated out again.
There are four or five dishes neatly placed in the food box. Although the weight of each dish is not much, it is enough to make Meng Heyun move his fingers.
The next layer is white rice. He didn't think about who left the box here.
At this moment, he completely lost his mind, what the doctor's advice, what Meng zhantang's warning, have left behind.
He picked up the porcelain bowl on the ground, poured out all the porridge, and began to eat the rice.
This lunch satisfied Meng Heyun. Even though he had tasted all kinds of delicious food in Beijing, the dishes in front of his eyes brightened his eyes.
"Burp..."
Meng Heyun sat in a chair with a burp and rubbed his stomach as if she had been pregnant for many months, with a look of enjoyment.
He decided to find out who made these dishes, and he must meet this person well in the future.
Just as he was wandering, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, even more serious than the pain that affected his ribs.
Just in the blink of an eye, his forehead had oozed fine beads of sweat, and his face was as pale as a paper, and he slowly fell to the ground.
"Come... Come on, come on..."
"Ah..."
Hearing his cry, a group of maids rushed in one after another, looking at him on the ground and the food box on the table, completely at a loss.
The maid in charge was the first to come back to her senses. She rushed to Meng Heyun's side and squatted down. First, she slowly lifted him up. Looking back, she yelled to a group of maids: "where did this food box come from? Who is so bold? "
The maids looked at each other. No one knew where the food box came from.
"By the way, when Dr. Liu came to see the young master, didn't he bring a food box with him? Could it be Dr. Liu... "
"I can't manage that much. Go and tell the master that you'll ask Dr. Liu to come." The lady in charge anxiously ordered her to go down.
The rest of the people tried their best to support Meng Heyun on the bed. His mellow and heavy body now shrank into a ball, and he couldn't bear the pain in his abdomen.
The wailing in the mouth made the maids uneasy, but they didn't dare to blame him as a young master.
It's only because they didn't find the food box in advance. It's only because they didn't take good care of Meng Heyun.
But Liu Taiyi did not forget the food box here, but Jin Xiaoxiao told him to do so in advance.
All the dishes in the food box are made by her own hands. By using the principle of mutual restriction of food, Meng Heyun is even more ill.
Since we want to revenge, we must be ruthless and get all the previous grievances back. There will be no pleasure at all.