Chapter 160: One hundred sixty I also want a husband who is so good at pampering people_1 Chapter 160: One hundred sixty I also want a husband who is so good at pampering people_1 But soon after, he caught a whiff of a faint and elusive fragrance.

He sniffed carefully, and then touched his stomach.

“What’s that smell? It’s really nice!”

Ji Pianran was already awake by then. In fact, she hadn’t felt sleepy at all that afternoon, having claimed to be tired just to put Gu Chen at ease so he could go about his business.

As the clock on the wall pointed to six, Ma Xiaolan on the bed next door was getting hungry.

She lay half-reclined on the hospital bed, casting a sideways glance at her husband, who was still grinning foolishly at his phone, and complained.

“It’s six o’clock already, and you haven’t moved a muscle for hours, just staring at your phone. Don’t your eyes hurt?”

At her words, Ma Xiaolan’s husband finally looked up, seeing her looking upset, he immediately restrained the smile on his face.

He glanced at Ma Xiaolan with some impatience in his tone.

“You always have something to say — if I don’t keep you company, you complain; if I do, you complain about my phone!”

After finishing his sentence, he too looked at the clock on the wall. “It’s mealtime, how about we both go to the cafeteria?”

On hearing this, Ma Xiaolan’s eyes widened, and she became instantly enraged.

Were these words even spoken by a human?

She had just been wheeled out of the operating room that morning, and he was suggesting they go to the cafeteria together?

What a great man indeed!

No consideration for her feelings whatsoever!

She took a deep breath, swallowing her anger.

“I’d rather not go, you go ahead, but remember to bring me back something to eat.”

After all, she was just a full-time mother, not earning a penny, with all the household expenses borne by her husband. No matter how dissatisfied she was, she had to tolerate him a little for the sake of money.

After speaking, she glanced at Pian Ran sitting quietly beside her. “What would you like to eat? I’ll have my husband bring a meal back for you, too.”

In the end, they were fellow patients, sharing a bond of empathy!

Ma Xiaolan, with good intentions, didn’t want Pian Ran to go hungry.

Pian Ran was sitting propped up by pillows on her bed when Ma Xiaolan addressed her. She smiled politely in response.

“It’s okay, I’m not hungry yet. I won’t be eating tonight.”

Truth be told, she did feel a bit hungry.

But Pian Ran didn’t like to trouble others.

She figured that if she became hungry later, it wouldn’t be too late to eat then.

After hearing this, Ma Xiaolan pursed her lips, looking at Pian Ran with a knowing air.

“Girl, let me tell you, this hospital’s cafeteria gets incredibly crowded. If you wait too long, the good food will be gone. If you want to eat, you really need to buy it early.”

Pian Ran had just been admitted that afternoon and was completely unfamiliar with the hospital cafeteria.

However, upon hearing what Ma Xiaolan said, she blinked and hesitated again.

What if there was no food left later?

She was supposed to have surgery tomorrow and definitely wouldn’t be able to eat then. She worried that if she didn’t eat tonight, she might not have the strength to endure.

Pian Ran thought for a moment, then gave Ma Xiaolan another shimmering smile before she softly spoke.

“Thanks, but once this IV bag is finished, I’ll just go down and eat by myself.”

Her voice was gentle, yet it carried an underlying, resolute determination.

It was a kind of ineffable strength that felt very comforting to others.

When he heard her voice, Ma Xiaolan’s husband couldn’t help but take another look at Pian Ran.

Now, that’s a good woman!

She’s beautiful and understanding, never bothers anyone with anything.

Then there’s my own wife, it’s as if “always complaining” is written all over her face.

There’s a saying that the uglier one gets, the more troublesome they become, and this couldn’t be more true.

This woman is not only gorgeous and well-figured, but she’s also sensible. She knows money doesn’t come easy to her man and let him go home early.

Then, look at my own wife — acting like she’s the most aggrieved in the whole world, never satisfied with anything, a handful in herself, yet insists I take time off work to keep her company.

Even taking time off doesn’t satisfy her, and then she complains about me playing on my phone.

Sitting around with nothing much else to do, I’m just keeping her company; what else am I supposed to do if not look at my phone?

Everyone else can go downstairs and eat on their own, but Ma Xiaolan is so delicate she needs me to fetch her meals. And the food brought up can never be as good as what’s freshly made!

With these thoughts, he couldn’t help but cast a glance at Ma Xiaolan.

Who knew that his gaze would meet Ma Xiaolan’s slightly raised, phoenix-like eyes at that very moment.

This time, Ma Xiaolan was not happy.

“What’s the matter? Just because you fetch some food you look at me with disdain, what’s up with that?”

She had been holding her tongue for a long while now. Not only does he show no sympathy for her, but he even dares to glare at her. There’s absolutely no love left!

“No, Ma Xiaolan, are you sick or something? These days, I’ve been doing whatever you ask. Yet, I haven’t heard a single word of appreciation. I can’t do anything right in your eyes. Why are you so hard to please?” Her husband was not yielding to her at all.

Ma Xiaolan, looking at his indignant expression, nearly burst out laughing.

She widened her eyes and pointed at herself.

“I’m hard to please? Where have I been hard to please? Think about how I took care of you when you were hospitalized!”

When he was in hospital, she was by his side without a wink of sleep, attending to his every need.

She would peel an apple immediately when needed, wishing she could feed him the meals bite by bite.

Yet, when it came to her, all he did was play with his phone, complaining bitterly about even the slightest thing, more nagging than the old ladies in the market.

Ma Xiaolan’s husband, after hearing this, looked helplessly frustrated.

“I admit I’ve been good to you, but haven’t I been good to you as well? For our family, I leave before dawn and come back by night, face the cold shoulder of others. Have I ever complained? When you were hospitalized, I took care of everything you needed. What more do you want?”

“Your father borrowed five thousand yuan from someone last time, didn’t I pay it back? Ask yourself, where have I been lacking in my care for you?”

Ma Xiaolan crossed her arms, “Fine, Mr. Tao, so you’ve finally spoken your true feelings, haven’t you? In the end, it’s all because I don’t earn money, right? Don’t forget who was the one begging me to stay at home and look after the children years ago. If it weren’t for the kids, I, Ma Xiaolan, would have never stayed at home to be a housewife!”

“And I certainly wouldn’t let you criticize me over a few thousand yuan!”

The couple were in the midst of stating their own justifications, laden with grievances, arguing back and forth heatedly.

Just then, they saw Gu Chen, travel-weary, entering from outside. He’d wrapped the food in his embrace to keep it warm, guarding it with his body.

A sliver of silver peeked out from the half-revealed stainless-steel box, glinting in the light.

Ji Pianran saw Gu Chen and paused, then hurriedly flipped off the blankets, placing her feet in slippers as if to get up.

She said with concern, “Didn’t I tell you that you didn’t have to come today?”

She truly didn’t want Gu Chen running back and forth like this; it was too exhausting.

Gu Chen smiled, took out the lunchbox from his embrace and said, “Stay down, don’t move, you’re still hooked up to an IV.”

After placing it on the table, he then added, “I was worried you wouldn’t eat well. Hospital food can’t compare to what’s made at home.”

Gu Chen opened the box and put the spoon he had brought from home into the creamy Matsutake Porridge.

Then he handed it to Ji Pianran with a casual yet tender voice.

“I made this specially for you. It’s good for your health and helps fight cancer. Try it and see. The temperature should be just right, not too hot.”

With the lunchbox carefully in her hands, Ji Pianran looked at the tender and sweet porridge inside. Her eyes, moist and beautiful, were filled with indescribable emotion.

He had always been so good to her.

So good that Ji Pianran had nearly forgotten all the misfortunes of her past life.