217 The fee for changing one's statement cannot be less

Ji Chu had never eaten Gu Chen's cooking, only knowing that he had some pretty good stuff in his hands.

She nodded half in belief and half in doubt, "Okay!"

Just give it a try.

After all, the worst-case scenario wasn't that bad.

After all, her brother-in-law was doing it for her father's sake.

Maybe there would be some improvement, who knows?

Once their chat was nearly done, they returned to the hospital room, holding Tangtang who had finished an entire cotton candy.

Ji Guangsheng had already cleaned out the box of Matsutake Porridge that Gu Chen brought.

However, he truly couldn't agree with that kimchi.

Just the smell alone was enough to put him off eating it.

What a weird taste.

Neither sour nor salty, and it looked so ugly, it didn't resemble kimchi at all.

At that moment, Uncle Guang was tidying up the empty lunch box, about to wash it when he saw Ji Chu and Gu Chen come back.

Seeing the lunch box in his hands, Ji Chu was taken aback, "What's this?"