Chapter Seven Hundred and Eighty First Big Temper

Just because of what the little nurse said yesterday, Qiao Dongliang thought about it all night.

He suddenly realized that not only did he have to harden his heart towards Ding Jiayi, but he also had to change his attitude towards Qiao Zijin, his daughter.

Of course he hopes that his daughters are the cutest, kindest and best daughters in the world, but facts are facts.

With so many things going on, even if Qiao Dongliang still has a loving father's heart, he can no longer treat Qiao Zijin as a very innocent child who has not been out of society.

Back then, when he got into a car accident, he had already seen Qiao Zijin's philistinism, but at that time he just didn't want to admit it.

"Hello, are these Comrade Qiao and Ms. Ding?"

"Hello." Seeing that the other party was also a nurse in the hospital, Qiao Dongliang stood up, his attitude was not as blunt as when facing Ding Jiayi, which made Ding Jiayi feel sour.

The little nurse smiled: "This is something from your daughter, take it and eat it quickly."

"Thank you." Qiao Dongliang took the lunch box from the little nurse.

Ding Jiayi, who was still languid a second ago, felt as if she had been beaten to death when she heard this: "See, I told you that Zijin is the best child in the world. What happened yesterday must be a misunderstanding , that woman is definitely not Zijin's. No, Zijin sent food to us directly!"

Unlike that dead girl Qiao Nan, who only has one father in her heart, she is dead when she is her mother.

"It wasn't her who came to the hospital yesterday, how could she bring food to your ward today? You were hit that day, probably because of your brain?" Such contradictory words can also be said, the brain is really "Watt up".

As soon as he opened the lunch box, Qiao Dongliang smiled: "Qiao Zijin was raised by you so that her ten fingers do not touch the spring water. Even if she gets rid of that problem later, few of the dishes she cooks are edible. This craftsmanship, Only Nan Nan has it."

There are two kinds of lunch boxes sent by Qiao Nan, one is white porridge, the other is rice with meat, vegetables, and a poached egg.

Undoubtedly, Qiao Nan must have prepared food, vegetables, and meat for Qiao Dongliang. As for the tasteless white porridge, it must be for Ding Jiayi.

"Hey, this smells really delicious. You are so lucky. The little girl looks cute and polite, and she speaks very politely. I didn't expect that she can cook so well at such a young age." Smelling the smell of rice, the little nurse I'm really hungry.

but,

She was also embarrassed to share the patient's food, so she hurriedly left and went to the cafeteria to get food.

Smelling the smell of food, Ding Jiayi wanted to give Qiao Zijin extra points against his conscience, but it also depended on how capable Qiao Zijin was.

After taking a few deep breaths, Ding Jiayi became angry: "Isn't it just to deliver a meal, and to trouble others, did she have a broken arm or a broken foot, or was she like me, lying on the bed in a car accident and couldn't move? You still say that Joe Nan, what's the good thing, why didn't I see it?! There is no rule at all. I don't know if the little nurse just now was blind. Such a child who has no rules is called polite? She is She has never seen Zijin, but after seeing Zijin, she knows what is the best child in the world."

"Oh." Qiao Dongliang was too lazy to argue with Ding Jiayi about the length of the tongue, whoever is blind knows it in his heart.

Qiao Dongliang brought the porridge in front of Ding Jiayi. Ding Jiayi broke her ribs, not her hands, so Qiao Dongliang just set up the small table on the bed for Ding Jiayi, and then put the porridge and spoon on it. After that, he didn't care about it at all. Ding Jiayi is sick, let Ding Jiayi eat by herself.

After "finishing" Ding Jiayi, Qiao Dongliang returned to his seat, opened the lunch box, and took a big mouthful of rice and vegetables, which was delicious.

In the first three days, Qiao Nan was in the college entrance examination, and Qiao Dongliang just bought some food to cope.

Ding Jiayi was seriously injured, and she couldn't leave her side. Qiao Dongliang was the only one in Qiao's family who could look after Ding Jiayi, so even if Qiao Dongliang went to buy food, he didn't dare to go too far, and went directly to the canteen of the hospital. The food was expensive. Another bad meal.

In the past three days, Qiao Dongliang suffered a lot, suffering from physical to psychological torture.

Eating the familiar taste of the food, Qiao Dongliang's spirits lifted, and he felt like he was alive.

Qiao Dongliang ate happily, but Ding Jiayi's face was pulled down more and more because of mouthfuls of porridge.

It is undeniable that even if it is white porridge, Qiao Nan cooks it very deliciously, it is fragrant and thick, and it is not comparable to that sold in the hospital cafeteria.

But people are not satisfied.

Even though she was still eating porridge like dog food two days ago, the quality of her food was improved a little today, but she was still dissatisfied.

All that could be smelled in the nose was the aroma of the food Qiao Dongliang was eating, especially the aroma of that piece of braised pork, which made Ding Jiayi's salivation intensify and her eyes were so greedy.

Compared with Qiao Dongliang's delicious box lunch, my bland porridge is nothing but rubbish.

Ding Jiayi, who was so hot, just took a few mouthfuls, clapped her hands, and knocked the porridge to the ground: "What the hell is this made, is it starving me to death? As for the chicken porridge that was agreed, just take this cheap one I am a mother who does not care about me. She really does not have a mother like me in her heart. Old Qiao, you go back and tell Qiao Nan immediately that even if I can’t eat, I want to drink shredded chicken porridge. I have suffered so much. The injury, shed so much blood, I want to mend it well, let her do everything for me!"

She wanted all the treatment that Old Qiao received in the hospital back then!

Qiao Dongliang didn't say a word. After finishing his meal, he went to wash the lunch box.

Ding Jiayi held back her temper, thinking that after Qiao Dongliang finished eating and washing, he must listen to his own words and order Qiao Nan, right?

She is an injured patient, she was hospitalized, and now, she is the eldest of the Qiao family!

Ding Jiayi waited quietly for Qiao Dongliang to come back, but who knew that when the door opened again, it was not Qiao Dongliang who came in, but the doctors and nurses who made rounds at noon.

As soon as the doctors and nurses came in, they saw the porridge that Ding Jiayi had splashed all over the floor. They were dumbfounded and blinked, not understanding what was going on.

Qiao Dongliang didn't enter the ward until this time: "I'm kidding you, she has a bad temper and doesn't like our youngest daughter either. This porridge is made by the youngest daughter. Don't worry, I'll clean it up right now. "

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To have a younger daughter means to have an older daughter.

Oh, it was spread in the hospital today, that girl who called her own mother an aunt, said she wanted to see her, ran away halfway, and gave her mother's medicine to others?

What a real thing!

This is how much you don't like the little girl, and throw the porridge that the little girl worked so hard on the ground, what a big temper.