Chapter 212 Medicine

Su Jian sat on the bed motionless, her tone very cold, "I don't have any appetite."

Zhou Lu's tone was as gentle as jade, "Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, even if you don't have an appetite you should eat a little."

He walked to the side of the bed, personally helped her put on her coat, and like a puppet, she let him fuss over her, then he led her out.

Zhou Lu had the chef prepare a feast according to Beijing's New Year's Eve dinner standards, and it even included Su Jian's longed-for pounded meat.

Pounded meat wasn't from Beijing's cuisine, but a unique specialty from her mother's hometown.

Zhou Lu thoughtfully served her a bowl of pounded meat soup, softly saying, "This is a specialty from your mother's hometown, try it and see how it tastes."

Su Jian looked at him with a slightly complex expression, "How did you know about this dish?"

"I asked around," he replied truthfully.