Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Chapter 117 President Mu is cooking

"He wants to be discharged from the hospital today after being admitted?"

Luo Jiushuai was about to explode after hearing this. He rolled up his sleeves and sneered, saying, "Now that he is in my territory, I will let him out of the hospital before he is completely cured. I, Luo Jiushuai, will take his last name!"

Mu Qingyuan walked upstairs again and said, "That's what I meant."

The two looked at each other, without any tacit understanding at all. They still disliked each other in their eyes, but their goals were the same.

Let’s cooperate for once!

Mu Qingyuan said the biggest problem he was facing at the moment, "To be honest, Zhizhi doesn't want to see me at all now."

Luo Jiushuai looked at him with disdain and said bluntly, "A man who cheats on his wife and then abandons her is a shame to look at. Zhinian is right. You'd better stay away from him and don't bother him."

Mu Qingyuan's eyes suddenly became sharp when he looked at Luo Jiushuai...

Luo Jiushuai was not afraid at all, and said, "What are you looking at? Am I afraid of you? Leave his hospitalization to me. If you want to get close to him, do it on your own."

After saying that, Luo Jiushuai slapped Mu Qingyuan on the back of his head and strode upstairs.

Mu Qingyuan was injured internally, but there was nothing he could do.

He then returned to the outside of the ward but did not dare to go in, for fear of upsetting Jian Zhinian again.

Luo Jiushuai was in there and was much more useful than that useless PhD student. With just a few words, he forced Jian Zhinian to be hospitalized first.

Mu Qingyuan waited for Luo Jiushuai to come out.

Luo Jiushuai ignored him and sat down in the office. Opposite him, there appeared a huge Buddha statue.

He wrote quickly on a piece of paper and threw it to Mu Qingyuan.

"He is malnourished and has chronic stomach problems. He also has irregular eating habits and unbalanced diet. Although I have asked his assistant lecturer to supervise him, the results are average... His immunity is also poor. Let's not talk about that for now. Let's take it step by step..."

"This is where you need to pay attention to your diet. Find a nutritionist to come up with a recipe..."

Luo Jiushuai raised his hand and glanced at the time, and said, "It's three o'clock in the afternoon now. Can we have dinner before six o'clock?"

"can!"

Mu Qingyuan was not stupid. Luo Jiushuai taught him step by step. He immediately stood up and walked to the door. He turned around and said sincerely -

"Thank you!"

Luo Jiushuai rolled his eyes coldly and said, "Hurry up and get out!"

As soon as Mu Qingyuan got out of the elevator, he dialed Jiang Shaoqing's number and the call was quickly connected.

"Give me the phone number of the nutritionist you hired for me before."

Jiang Shaoqing was buried in various plans and documents to be approved. He turned on the speakerphone and jokingly asked, "Did you meet Teacher Jian? You're living in your own little world so soon, and you're asking someone to cook for you?"

Mu Qingyuan felt a lump in his throat and said, "Shut up and send it over quickly."

Jiang Shaoqing felt miserable because he was destined to be a hard worker. The boss was just a hands-off manager and he had to be busy on both ends alone.

Jiang Shaoqing complained while sending a message: "Boss, hurry up and finish the matter over there and come back..."

"Dudu..."

Jiang Shaoqing's face turned black. Before he could finish his words, Mu Qingyuan actually hung up the phone!!!

After Mu Qingyuan received the call from the nutritionist, he quickly dialed the number, navigated to a nearby large supermarket, and started the car.

It would be a shame to ask a nutritionist to come today, so he had to do it himself.

Mu Qingyuan picked out fresh ingredients, quickly returned home, and began to process the ingredients under the remote guidance of a nutritionist.

His cooking skills are not that good, and he has cooked even less in the past two years. It is inevitable that he is in a rush when suddenly having to do these things.

The weather in autumn is still a bit dry, and the cooling in the kitchen is not as good as that in the living room. After a while, Mu Qingyuan had a layer of sweat on his forehead, and the shirt on his back was soaked.

The front of the shirt wasn't soaked, but it was also mottled with water stains.

Pumpkin millet porridge is relatively simple. He washed the rice, added water according to the instructed proportions, and cooked it directly on the fire.

Shiitake mushrooms and cuttlefish need to be shredded, Mu Qingyuan cut them into strips...

We can only keep working hard and break through one by one...

He almost cut his finger accidentally, but luckily he reacted quickly and only made a cut on the back of his finger...

When the Codonopsis and Cuttlefish were finally stewed, Mu Qingyuan suddenly admired his father for being so comfortable in the kitchen...

……

At 5:20, Mu Qingyuan finally packed the three small thermos buckets, breathed a sigh of relief, and prepared to go out. When he changed his shoes, he accidentally looked down and found that his shirt was already stained with oil. He seemed to remember something and raised his hand to sniff his clothes...

Suddenly his whole face turned black.

But at this time, it was rush hour after get off work, and the traffic in front of the hospital was even more congested. The villa where he lived was at least half an hour away from the hospital. If he didn't go out now, he would miss the dinner at six o'clock.

Mu Qingyuan didn't care about anything else and went out with the thermal bag.

Mu Qingyuan arrived at the hospital five minutes early with great anticipation. He suddenly stopped at the door of the ward and heard Jian Zhinian's gentle voice from inside.

"It's so late, you should go back earlier. There's no need to come to see me specially..."

"Teacher Jian, please don't chase us away. I have completed today's experimental task ahead of schedule."

"That's right, Teacher Jian, since you are already in the hospital, let us take this opportunity to take a break. Please, please let us go..."

"Hahaha... Teacher Jian, look at Xiao Xu, he just slacks off all day long. Give him more tasks later!"

"..."

Students in college can always easily liven up the conversation and make people laugh.

In the relaxed atmosphere, Mu Qingyuan could imagine the warm and doting smile on Jian Zhinian's lips.

Although Jian Zhinian has a cold temperament, he has always been a gentle person...

After a while, Jian Zhinian urged again, "Go back, don't worry, it's getting dark, be careful on the way back. Yuanwu, take them with you, and send me a message when you get to school."

They chatted for a while, told Jian Zhinian to take good care of his health, and then left reluctantly...

Luo Jiushuai had just returned to the office after making rounds when he saw Mu Qingyuan standing against the wall. He looked around and sneered.

"What are you doing sneaking around? Is the meal ready?"

Mu Qingyuan pointed to his desk, where there was a thermal bag in the corner.

Luo Jiushuai raised his eyebrows and said, "Send it over when it's done. Why leave it here with me?"

Mu Qingyuan was silent for a moment, then said, "Please help give it to Zhizhi. If I send it to him, I'm afraid he won't eat it."

Luo Jiushuai raised his eyebrows and glanced at Mu Qingyuan, with an expression that said, "You deserve it," and said, "Okay, I get it, you can go."

Mu Qingyuan sat there motionless.

Luo Jiushuai was too lazy to chase anyone away, so he got up and went to the ward with the thermos bucket.

Mu Qingyuan simply sat on a chair in the corridor.

From a distance of a wall, I can peek into the world inside...

In the ward, Jian Zhinian took over Luo Jiushuai's thermos bucket and opened them one by one. The cuttlefish stewed with Codonopsis pilosula, pumpkin and millet porridge, and stir-fried purple cabbage were all still warm.

Mu Qingyuan heard Jian Zhinian's voice casually and gently——

"You're not on duty this afternoon? Why did you go to my mom's place?"

Luo Jiushuai was a little slow to react, and said, "Ah? Oh, I was on the night shift today, so I took a detour. I drove very fast."

"Uh? Why is there only one pair of chopsticks?"

Jian Zhinian looked for a while but couldn't find a second pair, and there was only one spoon...

Outside the ward, Mu Qingyuan's heart tightened. Is there anything wrong with a pair of chopsticks?