v3 Chapter 594： diet
The news of Sun Guanyun's death Jiang Feng knew it at 6 o'clock in the morning on the 16th for no reason. When Sun Jikai called and informed Jiang Weiguo, Jiang Feng was sitting next to Jiang Weiguo for breakfast.
Jiang Weiguo is a man who believes in eating well during his illness. The five brothers Jiang Jiankang most hoped for when he was a child is sick, because during the illness, they can make any request about eating.
As long as the doctor allows the old man to do it, they can eat their dreams in the stomach.
The third brother is ill, how can Jiang Weiguo have the heart to let Jiang Weiming eat the hospital's meal or the **** health love meal? Jiang Weiming's three meals in this special period naturally belong to him.
Jiang Feng is the best choice for food delivery.
Jiang Weiguo's face was not so good when he answered the phone, and he looked dignified even after hanging up the phone. Jiang Feng noticed the change in grandpa's mood as soon as possible.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Jiang Feng asked Jiang Weiguo to make hot soy milk with sweetened sugar in his hands, and chewed Granny Jiang's love pancake in his mouth.
"Old man left last night." Jiang Wei National Road, put down his chopsticks.
Jiang Feng stunned, then responded: "Is ... Grandpa Sun Guanyun?"
There was a silence in the dining room.
"What's the matter, why are your grandpas and grandpas looking like that? Yes, I've packed the breakfast. Don't give it wrong when Xiaofeng waits to be taken to the hospital. The white lunch box is your grandpa's breakfast. The blue lunch box is for Mr. Zhong's breakfast, and the other light yellow lunch box is for you, Mr. Jiang. Don't mix things up. "Grandma Jiang came out holding a bowl of rice.
Seeing the two still not talking, Grandma Jiang asked, "What the **** is going on? A sonar, don't be scary, what's the matter?"
Jiang Feng swallowed, and it was difficult to digest the news: "Grandpa Sun Guanyun left early this morning."
Grandma Jiang froze and couldn't speak, stood for a long time with the rice bowl on her back before taking a step back to the dining table and taking a look at Jiang Weiguo, but she didn't say anything.
Sitting at the table for a while, and sitting on the rice bowl, no longer hot, Grandma Jiang said, "Old man, everyone has his own life, don't think about it."
"Don't think much about eating." Jiang Weiguo started to eat again and glanced at Jiang Feng. "Hurry up and go to the hospital to give you three grandpa meals."
"Oh." Jiang Feng started eating cakes with a big mouthful, almost choking himself.
After gorging on his breakfast, Jiang Feng rushed to Renren with three lunch boxes.
When he arrived at Jiang Weiming's ward, Zhang Guanghang introduced him to the nurse who had taken care of Xia Muzhen before, and was organizing things. Jiang Sanitary was also in the ward, his face was shiny, and the whole person didn't look very good. Obviously, he didn't sleep much last night.
"Bo Jiang, I'm here to bring you breakfast. You can wash your face and go to the rental house next to you to sleep after breakfast. Keep up your spirits and come back." Jiang Feng advised.
"Yes, Mr. Jiang, I can take care of it here, you can go back to rest first," the caregiver echoed.
Jiang Hygienic nodded and agreed, and got up and went to the bathroom to wash.
After half a day of care, he was deeply aware that he had no talent for taking care of people at all. Such things as taking care of Master personally have to be handed over to professionals, such as a caregiver, such as his wife who can't buy an air ticket, and bought a train ticket to arrive at night.
The young man in the next bed was awake and having breakfast, and his hospitalization made him a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early.
"Aunt Zhu, this white lunch box belongs to my third grandfather, and the light yellow one belongs to Bo Jiang. Please take care of it." Jiang Feng took the lunch box out of the plastic bag and turned to look at him lying in bed early in the morning Jiang Weiming, who was watching TV around his neck, "Three grandpas, I'll go to the emergency department to deliver meals to Director Zhong, and I'll come up later."
"Well." Jiang Weiming said, staring intently at the TV.
"Grandpa Jiang, who do you think the murderer is? I think it should be that red-haired." Jiang Feng was about to go out when he heard the guy next to the bed suddenly speak.
"It's not her, it's the man who started playing the game first." Jiang Weiming said.
"Men?" The guy was still holding buns on his mouth, and turned his head to Jiang Weiming with a look of shock, just to see Aunt Zhu opened the white lunch box to expose the oatmeal inside, and swallowed unconsciously.
"Impossible." The man tried to look away from the oatmeal, took a bite of buns, and the cabbage buns with little oily water and a little salty made him look back, "He looks like a soy sauce."
"That's him, I've watched this show." Jiang Weiming was mercilessly spoiled, and was helped by Aunt Zhu to sit and prepare for breakfast.
"Oh." The boy was not angry after being spoiled, staring at the share of oatmeal in front of Jiang Weiming, muttering in his heart.
Strange, it ’s not oatmeal. Baibula has no taste at first glance. Why does it look so delicious? It feels much better than the bun in his mouth.
It's weird. Is it that you want to drink oatmeal recently? Why not eat buns tomorrow morning and switch to oatmeal?
When Director Jiang Feng arrived at the emergency department, Director Zhong had just arrived, holding a glass of soy milk in his hand and carrying a bag of buns, apparently preparing for breakfast.
"Director Zhong!" Jiang Feng stepped forward with a lunch box.
"Xiaojiang, how is your grandpa's health now, hasn't any adverse reaction occurred?" Director Zhong asked with a smile.
"Very good, just have no strength to get out of bed and can only lie down." Jiang Feng said.
"Normal, this will be the case these days, just two days later." Director Zhong nodded.
"I'm here to deliver meals to my grandpa. My grandpa said that this time my grandpa could be rescued. Thanks to you, you are my grandpa's life-saving benefactor. We have nothing else to thank, so my grandpa I made an extra copy for breakfast when I brought it to you. During this time, as long as you are in the hospital, you do n’t have to go out for dinner. I will deliver all three meals to you. Smiled.
"How sorry, that's really bothering you." Director Zhong said with a polite expression, but the body honestly put down soy milk and buns.
He is very clear about Jiang Feng's craftsmanship. He knows the situation of the Jiang family more or less. If Jiang Feng sends other things, he will definitely not accept it, but he will deliver three meals.
If his brain does not accept it, his tongue and stomach do not agree first.
"Xiaojiang, your third grandfather is also here. According to the current situation, the rescue is timely and there are no obvious sequelae, but this must be paid attention later. The elderly must be careful in all aspects. Also pay attention to diet, so let's make a list for you, and pay attention to your meals when you deliver them. "
"Especially salty, must not eat, usually put less salt when cooking and cooking, myocarditis is very important after healing, and must not be sloppy." Director Zhong said.
Jiang Feng nodded, and immediately thought of Jiang Jie's hibiscus egg last night, and decided to wait for him to go back and make sure to remind Jiang Weiming, even if he encouraged his apprentice, he could not take his life to encourage him.
"Excuse me," Jiang Feng said.
Jiang Feng stayed in the emergency department for a few more minutes. After getting the list given by Director Zhong, he returned to the inpatient department and was planning to talk with Jiang Weiming before leaving.
On the way, he received a WeChat from Jiang Yong. The whole family booked a flight ticket from Modu to Peiping at 8 am this morning, and it is expected that they will reach the hospital at noon.
Xu Cheng gave Jiang Yong a long vacation to concentrate on taking care of Jiang Weiming, but Jiang Xiaoran and Lin Juan no longer had such a generous boss. They only asked for two days and had to go back tomorrow.
When news of Sun Guanyun's death, Jiang Feng wasn't planning to tell Jiang Weiming now, and he would tell him two days later. Jiang Weiming has just returned from Guiliguanli. Even if he and Sun Guanyun are not familiar with each other, they have some intersection. Suddenly, he will be hit by news of his death.
The state of Jiang Weiguo at the dining table this morning made Jiang Feng realize that the death of the elderly may be just the death for them. But for the elderly like Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiguo who are close to death or even face-to-face, the departure of the elderly is a reminder.
It is a blow.
No matter what the reason, they will think more and worry more than Jiang Feng.
Jiang Weiming is not fit to receive any blow now.
In my heart, I would like to say something to Jiang Weiming. Jiang Feng went into the ward and saw Jiang Weiming was drinking porridge silently, and the guy next to him in the bed didn't know why he was staring at the oatmeal in his bowl.
The look and expression are very familiar.
"Grandpa, how does the oatmeal taste? Is it okay? Is it cold?" Jiang Feng asked to scan the ward and found that Jiang Sanjie had left, and the pale yellow lunch box had been washed and put on the table. on.
"It's not cold, it's warm, just right." Jiang Weiming said, "your grandpa cooked this porridge today?"
"Yes, Grandpa said, he will be responsible for your three meals in the future." Jiang Feng took out from his pocket the list written by Director Zhong just now and showed it to Jiang Weiming. "Grandpa, this was written by Director Zhong deliberately. A reminder about eating over time. "
"You see, here is a special emphasis on not eating more salty, so you better eat light in the future." Jiang Feng said.
Jiang Weiming squinted and glanced at the place pointed by Jiang Feng ~ www.novelhall.com ~ nodded, there was no special reaction.
"Do not eat salty!" Jiang Feng euphemistically reminded, Jiang Weiming still did not respond.
Seeing Jiang Weiming's reaction failed, Jiang Feng could only go straight into the subject: "For example, the hibiscus egg that Jiang Bo made for you last night, you must not eat salty. Of course, Jiang Bo is not intentional, he must be When he was doing it, he was fascinated or what it was. I also knew his usual craftsmanship, and he would definitely not make such a dish. But even to encourage Bo Jiang, you ca n’t eat it. No matter what your body is, All things should be based on physical health. "
Jiang Weiming froze and nodded: "Oh, I will pay attention."
Then continue to bow down to drink porridge.
When Jiang Weiming said this, Jiang Feng was relieved, and then said other things.
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Jiang Weiguo is a man who believes in eating well during his illness. The five brothers Jiang Jiankang most hoped for when he was a child is sick, because during the illness, they can make any request about eating.
As long as the doctor allows the old man to do it, they can eat their dreams in the stomach.
The third brother is ill, how can Jiang Weiguo have the heart to let Jiang Weiming eat the hospital's meal or the **** health love meal? Jiang Weiming's three meals in this special period naturally belong to him.
Jiang Feng is the best choice for food delivery.
Jiang Weiguo's face was not so good when he answered the phone, and he looked dignified even after hanging up the phone. Jiang Feng noticed the change in grandpa's mood as soon as possible.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?" Jiang Feng asked Jiang Weiguo to make hot soy milk with sweetened sugar in his hands, and chewed Granny Jiang's love pancake in his mouth.
"Old man left last night." Jiang Wei National Road, put down his chopsticks.
Jiang Feng stunned, then responded: "Is ... Grandpa Sun Guanyun?"
There was a silence in the dining room.
"What's the matter, why are your grandpas and grandpas looking like that? Yes, I've packed the breakfast. Don't give it wrong when Xiaofeng waits to be taken to the hospital. The white lunch box is your grandpa's breakfast. The blue lunch box is for Mr. Zhong's breakfast, and the other light yellow lunch box is for you, Mr. Jiang. Don't mix things up. "Grandma Jiang came out holding a bowl of rice.
Seeing the two still not talking, Grandma Jiang asked, "What the **** is going on? A sonar, don't be scary, what's the matter?"
Jiang Feng swallowed, and it was difficult to digest the news: "Grandpa Sun Guanyun left early this morning."
Grandma Jiang froze and couldn't speak, stood for a long time with the rice bowl on her back before taking a step back to the dining table and taking a look at Jiang Weiguo, but she didn't say anything.
Sitting at the table for a while, and sitting on the rice bowl, no longer hot, Grandma Jiang said, "Old man, everyone has his own life, don't think about it."
"Don't think much about eating." Jiang Weiguo started to eat again and glanced at Jiang Feng. "Hurry up and go to the hospital to give you three grandpa meals."
"Oh." Jiang Feng started eating cakes with a big mouthful, almost choking himself.
After gorging on his breakfast, Jiang Feng rushed to Renren with three lunch boxes.
When he arrived at Jiang Weiming's ward, Zhang Guanghang introduced him to the nurse who had taken care of Xia Muzhen before, and was organizing things. Jiang Sanitary was also in the ward, his face was shiny, and the whole person didn't look very good. Obviously, he didn't sleep much last night.
"Bo Jiang, I'm here to bring you breakfast. You can wash your face and go to the rental house next to you to sleep after breakfast. Keep up your spirits and come back." Jiang Feng advised.
"Yes, Mr. Jiang, I can take care of it here, you can go back to rest first," the caregiver echoed.
Jiang Hygienic nodded and agreed, and got up and went to the bathroom to wash.
After half a day of care, he was deeply aware that he had no talent for taking care of people at all. Such things as taking care of Master personally have to be handed over to professionals, such as a caregiver, such as his wife who can't buy an air ticket, and bought a train ticket to arrive at night.
The young man in the next bed was awake and having breakfast, and his hospitalization made him a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early.
"Aunt Zhu, this white lunch box belongs to my third grandfather, and the light yellow one belongs to Bo Jiang. Please take care of it." Jiang Feng took the lunch box out of the plastic bag and turned to look at him lying in bed early in the morning Jiang Weiming, who was watching TV around his neck, "Three grandpas, I'll go to the emergency department to deliver meals to Director Zhong, and I'll come up later."
"Well." Jiang Weiming said, staring intently at the TV.
"Grandpa Jiang, who do you think the murderer is? I think it should be that red-haired." Jiang Feng was about to go out when he heard the guy next to the bed suddenly speak.
"It's not her, it's the man who started playing the game first." Jiang Weiming said.
"Men?" The guy was still holding buns on his mouth, and turned his head to Jiang Weiming with a look of shock, just to see Aunt Zhu opened the white lunch box to expose the oatmeal inside, and swallowed unconsciously.
"Impossible." The man tried to look away from the oatmeal, took a bite of buns, and the cabbage buns with little oily water and a little salty made him look back, "He looks like a soy sauce."
"That's him, I've watched this show." Jiang Weiming was mercilessly spoiled, and was helped by Aunt Zhu to sit and prepare for breakfast.
"Oh." The boy was not angry after being spoiled, staring at the share of oatmeal in front of Jiang Weiming, muttering in his heart.
Strange, it ’s not oatmeal. Baibula has no taste at first glance. Why does it look so delicious? It feels much better than the bun in his mouth.
It's weird. Is it that you want to drink oatmeal recently? Why not eat buns tomorrow morning and switch to oatmeal?
When Director Jiang Feng arrived at the emergency department, Director Zhong had just arrived, holding a glass of soy milk in his hand and carrying a bag of buns, apparently preparing for breakfast.
"Director Zhong!" Jiang Feng stepped forward with a lunch box.
"Xiaojiang, how is your grandpa's health now, hasn't any adverse reaction occurred?" Director Zhong asked with a smile.
"Very good, just have no strength to get out of bed and can only lie down." Jiang Feng said.
"Normal, this will be the case these days, just two days later." Director Zhong nodded.
"I'm here to deliver meals to my grandpa. My grandpa said that this time my grandpa could be rescued. Thanks to you, you are my grandpa's life-saving benefactor. We have nothing else to thank, so my grandpa I made an extra copy for breakfast when I brought it to you. During this time, as long as you are in the hospital, you do n’t have to go out for dinner. I will deliver all three meals to you. Smiled.
"How sorry, that's really bothering you." Director Zhong said with a polite expression, but the body honestly put down soy milk and buns.
He is very clear about Jiang Feng's craftsmanship. He knows the situation of the Jiang family more or less. If Jiang Feng sends other things, he will definitely not accept it, but he will deliver three meals.
If his brain does not accept it, his tongue and stomach do not agree first.
"Xiaojiang, your third grandfather is also here. According to the current situation, the rescue is timely and there are no obvious sequelae, but this must be paid attention later. The elderly must be careful in all aspects. Also pay attention to diet, so let's make a list for you, and pay attention to your meals when you deliver them. "
"Especially salty, must not eat, usually put less salt when cooking and cooking, myocarditis is very important after healing, and must not be sloppy." Director Zhong said.
Jiang Feng nodded, and immediately thought of Jiang Jie's hibiscus egg last night, and decided to wait for him to go back and make sure to remind Jiang Weiming, even if he encouraged his apprentice, he could not take his life to encourage him.
"Excuse me," Jiang Feng said.
Jiang Feng stayed in the emergency department for a few more minutes. After getting the list given by Director Zhong, he returned to the inpatient department and was planning to talk with Jiang Weiming before leaving.
On the way, he received a WeChat from Jiang Yong. The whole family booked a flight ticket from Modu to Peiping at 8 am this morning, and it is expected that they will reach the hospital at noon.
Xu Cheng gave Jiang Yong a long vacation to concentrate on taking care of Jiang Weiming, but Jiang Xiaoran and Lin Juan no longer had such a generous boss. They only asked for two days and had to go back tomorrow.
When news of Sun Guanyun's death, Jiang Feng wasn't planning to tell Jiang Weiming now, and he would tell him two days later. Jiang Weiming has just returned from Guiliguanli. Even if he and Sun Guanyun are not familiar with each other, they have some intersection. Suddenly, he will be hit by news of his death.
The state of Jiang Weiguo at the dining table this morning made Jiang Feng realize that the death of the elderly may be just the death for them. But for the elderly like Jiang Weiming and Jiang Weiguo who are close to death or even face-to-face, the departure of the elderly is a reminder.
It is a blow.
No matter what the reason, they will think more and worry more than Jiang Feng.
Jiang Weiming is not fit to receive any blow now.
In my heart, I would like to say something to Jiang Weiming. Jiang Feng went into the ward and saw Jiang Weiming was drinking porridge silently, and the guy next to him in the bed didn't know why he was staring at the oatmeal in his bowl.
The look and expression are very familiar.
"Grandpa, how does the oatmeal taste? Is it okay? Is it cold?" Jiang Feng asked to scan the ward and found that Jiang Sanjie had left, and the pale yellow lunch box had been washed and put on the table. on.
"It's not cold, it's warm, just right." Jiang Weiming said, "your grandpa cooked this porridge today?"
"Yes, Grandpa said, he will be responsible for your three meals in the future." Jiang Feng took out from his pocket the list written by Director Zhong just now and showed it to Jiang Weiming. "Grandpa, this was written by Director Zhong deliberately. A reminder about eating over time. "
"You see, here is a special emphasis on not eating more salty, so you better eat light in the future." Jiang Feng said.
Jiang Weiming squinted and glanced at the place pointed by Jiang Feng ~ www.novelhall.com ~ nodded, there was no special reaction.
"Do not eat salty!" Jiang Feng euphemistically reminded, Jiang Weiming still did not respond.
Seeing Jiang Weiming's reaction failed, Jiang Feng could only go straight into the subject: "For example, the hibiscus egg that Jiang Bo made for you last night, you must not eat salty. Of course, Jiang Bo is not intentional, he must be When he was doing it, he was fascinated or what it was. I also knew his usual craftsmanship, and he would definitely not make such a dish. But even to encourage Bo Jiang, you ca n’t eat it. No matter what your body is, All things should be based on physical health. "
Jiang Weiming froze and nodded: "Oh, I will pay attention."
Then continue to bow down to drink porridge.
When Jiang Weiming said this, Jiang Feng was relieved, and then said other things.
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