After the successful divorce, Ms. Zhong regretted it!

Chapter 21 Pumpkin, Yam and Millet Porridge

The two of them just exchanged words back and forth, and the atmosphere was much better than usual.

Zhong Chuyao didn't notice this invisible change, but Lin Yuzhou felt it, and felt warm in his heart. It seemed that Zhong Chuyao had changed.

Although the price paid for this change is higher.

However, everything should not be rushed. Lin Yuzhou did not stay in the kitchen for too long, and he was happy that he did not have to make breakfast. He should go and wake Lin Siyuan up!

I'll take a look at the condition of his hand. If it doesn't work, I'll take two days off and rest at home for two days.

Lin Siyuan had already gotten up and put on all her clothes. When she heard the door open, she immediately looked up and shouted sweetly: "Dad!"

"Why did you get up just now? Are your hands still uncomfortable?"

Lin Siyuan moved her wrist, and then looked at Lin Yuzhou seriously, "It's okay, Dad, it doesn't hurt anymore."

"Then do I still need to take leave to rest at home?"

Lin Yuzhou told Lin Siyuan about asking for leave on the way home last night, but Lin Siyuan was in a bad mood last night and didn't answer, so now he asked again.

Lin Siyuan tilted his head and thought for a moment, then finally shook his head.

Although he didn't know why the woman wanted to live in their home, he couldn't change this matter, and he couldn't afford to avoid the trouble by going to the kindergarten.

Of course, it was impossible for Lin Yuzhou to know this idea.

Lin Siyuan still had illusions about Zhong Chuyao after he had done so much for so many years, and Lin Yuzhou was indispensable. But now Lin Siyuan has grown up, has his own thoughts and judgments, and can accept the fact that his mother doesn't like him.

Besides, it doesn't matter if he doesn't like her, he doesn't like her anyway.

Watching her father go to the bathroom, Lin Siyuan went downstairs without waiting.

The entire first floor was empty. Except for three bowls of scooped porridge and a plate of steamed buns on the dining table, no one was seen.

Lin Siyuan didn't think much about it and just thought it was the breakfast prepared by his father. Although it was a little shabbier than usual, he was not a picky eater and would eat everything.

So I climbed onto the dining chair, picked up a small spoon and started eating seriously.

At the entrance, Lin Siyuan's eyes lit up. Although the millet porridge didn't look very good, it was extremely delicious.

Lin Siyuan couldn't help but speed up eating porridge.

Zhong Chuyao, who was hiding in the dark, felt a lot less guilty when she saw Lin Siyuan eating sweetly.

She actually didn't want to hide, but when she heard Lin Siyuan's footsteps going downstairs, her body reacted one step ahead of her brain and she sneaked out from the side door of the kitchen.

Now it seems that she did something right. Otherwise, if she were in there, that brat would probably not even move a spoon if he knew that she made breakfast.

Don't ask her how she knows, just ask intuitively.

Zhong Chuyao saw that he was eating well, so she didn't disturb him and quietly walked around to the side door of the villa and went upstairs.

I have to say that Zhong Chuyao's intuition is accurate.

If she knew it was made by her, Lin Siyuan would definitely not eat it.

But why does the more I eat this porridge, the more itchy my mouth becomes?

Lin Siyuan's chubby little hands vigorously scratched the itchy area around her lips. The child's hands and feet were not heavy, and within a few strokes, the corners of her mouth that had started to turn red turned red, making her look somewhat scary.

But this didn't satisfy Lin Siyuan, and he didn't know if it was an illusion. Why did he also start to feel itchy?

Lin Siyuan, who had never encountered such a situation before, simply thought that scratching the itch would be enough and it was not a big deal, so she did not ask Lin Yuzhou to go downstairs.

But the itching on his body became more and more severe, and his breathing became rapid. When he felt something was wrong and wanted to call his father, he fell off the chair and fainted.

The sound of the heavy object falling was not small. Lin Yuzhou, who had just stepped out of the room, also heard it, but didn't think much about it and just thought it was something falling to the ground.

He even walked slowly to Lin Siyuan's room to get his small schoolbag before going downstairs.

As soon as he walked into the restaurant, Lin Yuzhou was reading the documents sent by Zhou Zheng. Without raising his head, he called out, "Listen, are you ready? Once you're done, let's go."

After waiting for a few seconds, there was no response as expected, so Lin Yuzhou looked up suspiciously.

It didn't matter. It frightened Lin Yuzhou directly. He didn't even know when Lin Siyuan's small schoolbag fell to the ground.

Lin Yuzhou can be considered a calm person. He only regained consciousness after being stunned for a few seconds. If the hand that pressed 120 hadn't been shaking, he might not have been able to feel his panic.

After accurately describing the child's condition and address, the phone hung up.

Lin Yuzhou did not dare to turn over Lin Siyuan at will, so he could only kneel beside him and kept calling the child's name, trying to wake him up.

The ambulance came very quickly. In less than five minutes, the medical staff arrived at Lin's house.

Just looking at the child who was red all over and short of breath, I probably made a judgment, "The child has a serious allergic reaction, go to the hospital first!"

Zhong Chuyao went downstairs when she heard the noise. When she saw a group of medical staff at home, she was still confused. It had only been a few minutes since she went upstairs. What could happen?

But before she could think about it, she saw Lin Siyuan lying on the hospital bed and being pushed out.

She was startled and quickly took Lin Yuzhou's hand, "What's going on? Wasn't it fine just now?"

Lin Yuzhou was anxious and said in a bad tone, "Severe allergies."

After saying that, without waiting for Zhong Chuyao to react, she pushed her hand away and was about to leave, but she grabbed her tightly again.

"Allergy? How could it be? I just went upstairs while I watched him eat breakfast. There was nothing wrong with him when I went upstairs..."

"Breakfast?" Just now Lin Yuzhou was just anxious and didn't think about it. Now when Zhong Chuyao said this, he realized something was wrong, "What did you put in your porridge?"

"Millet, pumpkin, and yams."

Looking at Lin Yuzhou's iron-black face, Zhong Chuyao's voice gradually became quieter, but Lin Yuzhou still heard it clearly.

"Yam? Hey~ I heard you are allergic to yam."

At this moment, Lin Yuzhou did not blame Zhong Chuyao. After all, she had never taken care of him. It was normal not to know about these things.

The problem still lies with him. He didn't explain it immediately, and he didn't ask about it when he saw the pumpkin porridge. This led to the current consequences.

Lin Yuzhou sighed with self-blame and followed the doctor into the ambulance.

Seeing the ambulance speeding away, Zhong Chuyao stood there blankly, neither following nor staying. She stared blankly at the direction in which the ambulance disappeared, and for a moment she didn't know where to go.

How come you are allergic to yam?

By the way, her mother is allergic to yams and can't even touch them, let alone eat them.

This time she was really careless.

However, Zhong Chuyao did not choose to go to the hospital. Instead, she called her cousin.

If she remembered correctly, this was the hospital where her cousin worked.

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