"I've already eaten! This is prepared especially for you guys!"
Ji Shuanglin: "..."
Ji Chuan took a bite of the dish Yan Huan cooked, but it got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't swallow it. He thought about it for a moment and finally spat it out.
"What? Doesn't taste good?" Yan Huan looked at him.
"Let's just say... others charge for their meals, but yours is life-threatening!" Ji Chuan said slowly.
"What? Life-threatening? How is it life-threatening?"
"Couldn't swallow it!"
Yan Huan: "..."
"Darling, don't cook from now on. I'll take care of the cooking!"
Yan Huan: "..."
...............
In the blink of an eye, Ji Chuan's parents had been in Nancheng for half a month, and Ji Chuan's injury was getting better day by day.
The hospital had already approved a new house for the two of them. The elderly couple went to check the condition of the house and were quite satisfied with it.
