Chapter 2187
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Call me honey again.
In the afternoon, with the doctor's permission, they started to feed Kaman and Dorrans a small amount of water.
Moreover, he could start eating now. It was just that he hadn't eaten for a few days since he had fainted, so he could only eat light food now.
However, the Italian food here was obviously not suitable for patients.
Gu Weiwei asked the doctor in detail about the dietary taboos and nutrition that needed to be supplemented, so he asked Kaman Dorrans who was lying on the hospital bed.
"Can I have porridge?"
Kaman Dorrans nodded slightly.
Yuan Shuo looked at the look of anticipation and joy on his face. Even if she gave him soil to eat, as long as she brought it over, he would say that it was soft, fragrant, and tasted good, let alone plain porridge.
Seeing that he agreed, Gu Weiwei said.
"Then I'll go back to the apartment and cook some. I'll send it over later."
Kaman Dorrans could barely speak and thanked him weakly.
Fu Hancheng accompanied Gu Weiwei out of the hospital and went back to the apartment to check the ingredients in the fridge. He then drove her out to find a place to buy rice and vegetables.
It was not easy to buy Hua's rice and ingredients in Italy. Fortunately, they managed to buy them after more than an hour.
After returning to the apartment, Gu Weiwei called Lady Fu and asked her how to make soup. He also asked Lady Fu to send him some Chinese herbs to make soup.
Then, as she cooked porridge for Kaman and Dorrans, she prepared lunch for herself and Fu Hancheng.
Seeing that she was in a much better mood because of Kaman and Dorrans, Fu Hancheng went to work on the computer in the living room.
After more than an hour, Gu Weiwei called out from the kitchen.
"Hubby, it's time for dinner."
Fu Hancheng raised his eyebrows in surprise when he heard her call him husband.
Although they had always lived together, she rarely called him so intimately, especially when there were elders at home.
He closed his laptop and went to the kitchen to hug Gu Weiwei, who was scooping soup.
"Call me again."
"What?" Gu Weiwei turned to look at him.
"Call me husband." Fu Hancheng said.
Gu Weiwei could not help laughing, but he still satisfied his request and called out gently.
"Hubby."
Fu Hancheng was satisfied and took the plate to the dining table.
Gu Weiwei washed his hands and went to the dining room to have a meal with Fu Hancheng.
"I'll go by myself in a while. You should continue with your work."
Fu Hanzheng did not insist on accompanying her. If she went over and delivered Cayman Dorrans, the two of them would talk to each other. If he went over, he would only be able to watch. He was not someone who would join in the conversation.
The two of them ate, and Fu Hancheng took the initiative to wash the dishes.
Gu Weiwei filled the bowl with porridge and kissed the man who was washing the dishes before he left.
"Hubby, thank you for your hard work. I will be back soon."
Fu Hancheng chuckled and watched her leave. He finished washing the dishes and went back to the living room to deal with the rest of the work.
Gu Weiwei carried the porridge to the hospital and said as she scooped it into a bowl, "You haven't eaten anything for a long time.
"Because you haven't eaten for many days, I only put some vegetables and salt. I can make soup for you tomorrow or the day after."
Kaman Dorrans nodded with a smile. "Thank you."
His rationality told him to reject her and Fu Hancheng's care and ask them to go back to take care of his two children as soon as possible.
But deep down, he yearned for the father-daughter time that he had missed for so many years, even if it was just for one more minute.
Gu Weiwei fed him a spoonful and asked, "How is it?"
"How is it?"
"Delicious." Kaman Dorrans laughed weakly.
Actually, after being in a coma for so many days, his taste buds had gone numb.
(End of the Chapter)
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