Ye Yun smiled wryly, rubbing his ear, and kicked Ye Qi, "You brat, I'll deal with you later."
Ye Qi: "..." The world where only I am hurt is achieved.
Ye Qi sighed and followed Ye Yun into the ward, only to see Madam Ye, who had been furious moments ago, change her expression the moment she entered.
She placed the two insulated pots on the table and said with concern, "Xiao Mu, does your wound still hurt? Mom made you corn and pork rib soup."
Ye Yun also twitched his mouth. If his ears weren't still hurting, he would have thought the person inside and the person outside were two different people.
Seeing Madam Ye arrive, Cecil stood up and whispered to Luo Qi, "Dad bought a house next to your school. Send me a message when you have free time."
Luo Qi nodded obediently, already accustomed to his father's extravagant habit of buying wherever he went. Since Cecil said so, it must have been arranged.
"Goodbye, Dad." Luo Qi waved his hand.
Cecil stood up, gave Madam Ye a slight nod as a greeting, and left the ward.
Madam Ye breathed a sigh of relief. She had only met Cecil a few times, and although Cecil had always treated her with respect, she didn't know why she always felt an involuntary fear.
She considered herself an ordinary person, and being in the same room as a prominent figure like Cecil put too much pressure on her.
Only after Cecil left did she sigh with relief, sit by the bedside, open the insulated pots, and as she lifted the last layer, the aroma of corn and pork rib soup filled the entire room.
Madam Ye brought two small bowls and served a bowl to Luo Qi and Ye Mu each.
The milky white soup was clear and bright, with glistening corn kernels floating on top. Luo Qi also saw a few goji berries and red dates floating on it, and the oil had been carefully skimmed off, making it not greasy at all.
Luo Qi took the small bowl, and the heat of the soup transferred to his hands through the bowl. His eyes flickered, and he lowered his head and said softly,
"Aunt Ye, I..."
Madam Ye smiled and handed Luo Qi a spoon, "Talk after you eat. I brought other food too."
Luo Qi had to swallow his words and took a sip of the soup with the spoon.
Madam Ye smiled gently, opened the upper layer of the insulated pot, and took out a small plate with four or five small steamed buns on it.
"There are also small buns, with carrot and shrimp filling. You can't eat greasy food when you're injured."
This time, she didn't give any to Luo Qi, as he didn't particularly like carrots.
Ye Mu took the small plate and ate the small buns one by one, followed by a bowl of soup, and he was almost full.
Madam Ye smiled gently at Ye Mu, "Are you full, Xiao Mu? Does your wound still hurt?"
Ye Mu shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore, Mom. Don't worry. Thank you, Mom."
Madam Ye sighed, rubbed Ye Mu's head, and suddenly repeated, "Xiao Mu, you can't eat too greasy food after getting injured."
Ye Mu asked strangely, "I know. What's wrong, Mom?"
Madam Ye blinked her eyes, took over another insulated pot, and said as she opened it, "So, these are for Luo Luo, which I made incidentally (emphasis). Xiao Mu, don't be angry, and don't be sad.
Mom will make them for you after your injury heals."
Ye Mu slowly formed a "?"
Luo Qi looked blankly at Madam Ye opening the insulated pot in front of him, and the aroma of the food easily overpowered the smell of the corn and pork rib soup.
As the insulated pot was opened, Luo Qi looked down to see braised pork with rice powder, West Lake vinegar fish, stir-fried beef strips, and crab roe lion's head – all his favorites. Each dish was a small portion, just enough for Luo Qi to eat his fill.
The dishes, meticulously prepared with rich seasonings, had an aroma that made one's mouth water. Luo Qi looked at the insulated pot, then at the bowl of soup in his hand, and suddenly felt that the corn and pork rib soup was no longer fragrant.
Ye Mu, who had eaten soup and buns that were completely overshadowed by comparison: "..."
Madam Ye gently squeezed Luo Qi's hand, which was wrapped like a bun, and said with concern, "Does Luo Luo's hand hurt? It's a small wound, you need to eat something good to nourish it. Aunt Ye made it herself. Do you want Aunt Ye to feed you?"
Luo Qi looked at Ye Mu, who was lying on the bed unable to move, and then at his own hand, which, although bandaged like a bun, did not affect his movement at all. He tactfully refused Aunt Ye's offer to feed him:
"Thank you, Auntie. I can do it myself."
Madam Ye regretfully put down her hand, then took out a small bowl of rice, laid out the dishes on the table, and handed the small spoon to Luo Qi.
As for Ye Qi and Ye Yun, the father and son standing beside them, Madam Ye acted as if she didn't see them. Not only did they not get any delicious food, but they didn't even get a bite of the pork rib soup.
She looked around and saw the small table, letting out a disdainful "tsk." She looked as if she wanted to drag Ye Mu up and give his bedside table to Luo Qi.
Ye Mu: "..." Should I get up?
Luo Qi also felt a little embarrassed, his hand holding the small spoon tightening, and he said to Madam Ye with a red face:
"Thank you, Auntie, but I'm not seriously injured. Thank you for making so many dishes for me."
Madam Ye's heart melted. She pinched Luo Qi's cheek, wanting to pinch him here and there whenever she saw him, like a little kitten.
"It's nothing," she said, glancing at Ye Mu, and then deliberately said loudly, "Oh, I was making soup for Ye Mu, and I made this for you too. It didn't take much effort."
Ye Mu: "...It's okay, Mom. I won't be angry."
Madam Ye breathed a sigh of relief and winked at Luo Qi, "See? He's not angry."
Luo Qi: "..."
The ward door opened, and the insect generals sent by Cecil to buy snacks and porridge returned.
Luo Qi put down his spoon, obediently took the snacks and porridge from the insect general, and thanked the insect general uncle.
He walked over and handed the porridge in his hand to Ye Mu, whispering, "Um, the pumpkin porridge is very delicious. Ye Mu, are you still hungry?"
Ye Mu: "..."
He felt so angry that his injured back ached. He took the porridge from Luo Qi's hand, "It's okay, you eat quickly. I'm not hungry."
Luo Qi carefully observed Ye Mu's expression. Seeing that the smile on his face was not forced, but rather indulgent and not angry, he picked up his spoon and started to eat.
Luo Qi was truly hungry and ate heartily, finishing all the food in the bowl. He then wiped his mouth and looked at Madam Ye.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Madam Ye looking at him with satisfaction. After eating his fill, a belated sense of guilt washed over him. Luo Qi curled his fingers and then said,
"Aunt Ye, it was my carelessness that caused Ye Mu to get injured. I'm sorry."