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Chapter 1150

Zhao's mother was afraid of Ye Chen's embarrassment, so she sighed and said, "You young people's affairs can be handled by yourself."

The reason why Ye Chen didn't speak was because he didn't want to deceive the old man, and now his feelings for Zhao Ziwei were indeed not the kind between a man and a woman.

The reason why I said that to Zhao's mother yesterday was because I wanted Zhao Ziwei to go back to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible.

After all, this incident was caused by Ye Chen, so he must cure Zhao Ziwei so that he won't feel guilty.

"Okay, Ye Chen, there is a lot of oily smoke here, you should wait outside." Mother Zhao said with a smile.

Ye Chen walked out of the kitchen, sat on the sofa and looked at his phone.

He suddenly heard a bang, and he hurried into the kitchen to see Mother Zhao sitting on the ground in pain, and the dishes next to her were knocked over on the ground.

Ye Chen carefully helped Zhao's mother onto the sofa, and asked her to sit down and rest.

Seeing Mother Zhao's face pale as paper, Ye Chen asked anxiously, "Auntie, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, Ye Chen, I just have a small problem, I'll be fine after a while." Mother Zhao said with a forced smile.

At this moment, Mother Zhao's forehead was covered with beads of sweat due to the pain.

"Auntie, how long have you been like this, you have to go to the hospital." Ye Chen said hastily.

Seeing that Zhao's mother had been holding her appetite and the pain was so severe, Ye Chen suddenly became a little anxious.

"Isn't it the same when you look at it? People will always have problems of one kind or another when they are old. It's okay."

Suddenly she looked at Ye Chen and said: "Ye Chen, don't let Ziwei know about this matter, I'm afraid she will be anxious, now she is still living in the hospital, you must have a good mood to make the wound heal quickly stand up."

"Don't worry about this, I won't tell Ziwei, but your illness can't be delayed." Ye Chen frowned and said.

Mother Zhao didn't speak, but sat there panting heavily.

Ye Chen could think that Zhao's mother must be in great pain at this moment, and wanted to endure the pain.

Seeing Zhao's mother thinking so much about her daughter, Ye Chen was also moved.

This is really pitiful for parents in the world.

After a while, Mother Zhao stood up from the sofa, and then walked towards the kitchen again.

Seeing Mother Zhao's actions, Ye Chen hurriedly stopped her and said, "Auntie, you should rest well, let me do it."

Although I don't know how good Ye Chen is at cooking, Mother Zhao really doesn't have the energy to cook anymore.

"Okay, Ye Chen, I'll trouble you then." Mother Zhao said apologetically.

Ye Chen walked into the kitchen and put the scattered vegetables on the ground back into the basin, then rinsed them with water.

After washing and chopping the vegetables and meat, Ye Chen started to cook the vegetables.

Zhao's mother was sitting on the sofa, looking anxiously at the busy figure in the kitchen.

In Zhao's mother's impression, young people know how to cook too little.

She originally wanted to cook a meal for her daughter, but her old problem got upset again, and she was really anxious and angry.

After a while, a scent wafted from the kitchen.

This aroma actually made Zhao's mother salivate.

Ye Chen put the fried vegetables on the plate one by one, and brought them out.

Looking at the delicious dishes, Zhao's mother also showed a surprised expression on her face.

There are very few young people who can cook nowadays, and there are really very few who can cook so well.

Zhao's mother really likes Ye Chen more and more.

The dishes on the table include sweet and sour pork ribs, chicken meatballs, stir-fried lotus root, tomato egg and seaweed egg soup.

Four dishes and one soup, with meat and vegetables, it can be seen that Ye Chen cooked it with heart.

If Ye Chen was her daughter's boyfriend, then she would be relieved.

"Ye Chen, your cooking skills are too good, just like a chef in a big restaurant. Did you learn it outside?" Mother Zhao asked.

"No, I just do it by myself at home sometimes." Ye Chen scratched his head and said.

He, Ye Chen, has a god-level cooking skill, not to mention this kind of home cooking, even western food is a piece of cake for him.

"Very good, very good, young people like you rarely know how to cook." Mother Zhao looked at Ye Chen and smiled.

Then she put the dishes into the lunch boxes separately, and said, "Ye Chen, let's go."

"Auntie, don't go if you are not feeling well now, so as not to worry Ziwei." Ye Chen persuaded.

What Ye Chen said was indeed reasonable. Zhao's mother was also worried that her daughter would see her ugly face, but Zhao's mother was aware of her physical condition, and it could be said that her life was getting shorter every day.

She is going to see her daughter anyway today.

"Ye Chen, I have nothing to do. You go downstairs and drive first, and I will walk downstairs slowly." Zhao's mother looked at Ye Chen and said.

"Aunt, or I'll carry you downstairs." Ye Chen said hastily.

"No, no, it's not that I can't walk, I just need to walk slowly." Mother Zhao waved her hand and said.

After all, Ye Chen was not her uncle, so how could he bother someone to carry her downstairs? Mother Zhao still had some sense of propriety in her heart.

Seeing that Zhao's mother insisted on refusing, Ye Chen no longer insisted, so he had to go downstairs and drive according to her wishes.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Mother Zhao came down from upstairs.

Probably because of the pain, her clothes were already wet with sweat.

"Auntie, let's go." Ye Chen helped Mother Zhao into the car and said.

Ye Chen drove the car towards the hospital.

After parking the car, Ye Chen was going to support Zhao's mother, but Zhao's mother waved her hand.

Helpless, he could only let Zhao's mother walk in front, and he followed behind in case Zhao's mother was not feeling well.

In this way, Mother Zhao came to the door of the ward with difficulty. She straightened her somewhat messy hair, took a while, and walked in.

Seeing her daughter lying there, Mother Zhao felt distressed: "Ziwei, how do you feel today?"

"Mom, why are you here again? Didn't you not be allowed to come?" Zhao Ziwei said with a distressed expression.

"No, I'm here with Ye Chen. I'm thinking about you at home. Why don't you go to the hospital to feel more at ease." Mother Zhao said while stroking her daughter's head.

"By the way, Ziwei, Auntie made your favorite dish for you." Ye Chen took out the lunch box while talking.

As soon as it was opened, an aroma of food wafted out.

"It smells so good, my gluttons are coming out soon, and I feel a little hungry now." Zhao Ziwei stuck out her tongue and said.

"Then hurry up and eat it while it's hot." Mother Zhao said with a smile.

Zhao Ziwei just took a bite, suddenly her eyes widened and she said: "Mom, you are good at cooking, and cooking is getting better and better now."

Hearing her daughter's praise, the smile on Zhao's mother's face disappeared. This meal was not made by her but by Ye Chen.

If I let my daughter know, I will definitely worry about her again.

"Yeah, Ziwei, look at how hard your aunt is, and even went to the vegetable market to buy vegetables to cook for you. You should respect her well." Ye Chen looked at Zhao Ziwei and said.

At this moment, Zhao's mother's face became a little ugly, Zhao Ziwei didn't notice it, but Ye Chen did.

(End of this chapter)