[MTL]My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Chapter 85: 085

Rong Ting is also unwilling to tear through his father and emperor, especially if his mother-in-law is still present.

So he could only sigh in silence and shut the refrigerator as if he hadn't seen it.

They all say that when they are drunk, why do their fathers worry?

Song Yuan looked at the medical record card hanging at the end of Rong's bed. Although she still couldn't understand the doctor's words as usual, she still understood the two words fever and cold, and she felt relieved a lot. He is really just a common cold and fever, but because he had suffered a serious injury before, the doctor may be afraid of his condition, so he will be hospitalized for observation, which makes sense.

She would also agree with his decision to be hospitalized. After all, he is an ancient man. In the ancient times, he may have a simple cold and fever, and if he did not handle it properly, he would lose his life. It is correct that he be cautious.

"How can you suddenly catch a cold and fever?" Song Yuan asked him.

Rong Hong's voice was hoarse. He looked very thin in his sick suit, but his face was still so mild. "Maybe I didn't sleep well the other two days, or maybe I'm cold. I know my body. These two days will be all right. It's okay, don't worry. "

"Well." Song Yuan was sitting in front of the hospital bed. She had been taking care of her grandfather before. She was very experienced at the moment and asked, "Do you eat apples? I bought some apples."

Rong Ye really enjoyed her tenderness at the moment, and nodded, "That's troublesome for you."

Song Yuan turned his head and asked Rong Ting, who was watching a video on the sofa with an Ipad, "Coo, do you eat apples?"

"Eat. But I don't want to eat skin."

"Row."

Song Yuan also had to lament that Sun Qiming was attentive, and even the fruit knife was ready.

She is sitting on a chair and is cutting an apple with a fruit knife.

She wouldn't have cut an apple, and during this time she was trained by Rong Ting's request for no skin.

Rong Hong looked at her tenderly. Such a moment only appeared in dreams in those five years, and he can still sit with her now. How could he just be a passer-by?

His sight was so strong that Song Yuan could not feel it. She couldn't help sighing. If she didn't know that he wasn't the kind of person who would hurt her body, she really had a little doubt that he had deliberately made him have a cold ...

At the dinner time, Sun Qiming bought Song Yuan and Rong Ting. It is a very famous restaurant nearby. Three dishes, 1 soup and desserts are all in the heart. Rong Ting is the driver. Is very meticulous and thoughtful.

Rong Huan ate the sickness rice. The sickness rice in this hospital is also very good, but it has less oil and less salt, and looks healthy and nutritious.

Sun Qiming came out of the ward and smiled, remembering his wife joking when he was joking, saying that he was more and more like the **** ...

Alas, who said no?

Song Yuan was kind of embarrassed. Obviously they came to see the doctor. As a result, his driver arranged so well and prepared meals ...

Rong Ting was very fragrant. He drank a bowl of soup and a bowl of rice. He had a full stomach.

Song Yuan glanced up at Rong Hong. He was not a food-loving person, and he was slow at eating. From his expression alone, it was difficult to distinguish his preferences.