Rebirth: My Dear Little Wife Is So Scheming

Chapter 1029: Chapter 1029: Cooking Porridge

"Xiaoxiao!"

"Hmm!"

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao!"

"Hmm, hmm!"

"Bai Xiao!"

"Hmm!"

"Doctor Bai!"

"......"

Bai Xiao didn’t want to pay attention to An Zhiyuan anymore. This conversation had repeated countless times already. noveldrama

It seemed like An Zhiyuan’s intelligence had devolved into a child’s game of question and answer.

Yet he found joy in it.

It was simply insulting to her intelligence.

"I’m thirsty!"

"Thirsty, wait, right, you’re also hungry! I’ll give you some water first, then get you something to eat." An Zhiyuan frantically rushed to the table, poured her a glass of warm water, and eagerly held it to her lips.

He meant to feed her.

Bai Xiao reached out, took it, but An Zhiyuan stubbornly refused to let go, "I’ll feed you!"

She relented.

An Zhiyuan treated her like the apple of his eye, afraid she’d fall if held in his palm, melt if placed in his mouth.

One breath, and she coughed loudly, directly choking Bai Xiao.

"Bai Xiao, Bai Xiao!"

An Zhiyuan hurriedly patted her back.

Dr. Xue almost stumbled as he rushed in with a dozen doctors and nurses, tripping over the cabinet at the door, nearly falling to the ground.

A few doctors and nurses were startled, but quickly and skillfully caught and supported him.

Everyone looked at the smiling and coughing Bai Xiao, marveling at the miracle of creation.

This was a living example.

They had just checked; she had no breath, and now, she was lively again.

It was truly unbelievable.

From the day before yesterday until today, she had been declared dead for more than a day, yet she lived again.

This was truly a miracle.

"Teacher, why are you here?"

She had been in a coma for a few days and had no idea what had happened since she lost consciousness.

She had just woken up to find An Zhiyuan by her side, crying with joy, at that moment unable to care about anyone else.

It took Bai Xiao a while to realize she had just died, and she had been dead for a day.

Moreover, that death was in the literal sense as she understood it.

No breathing, no heartbeat.

Even now, Bai Xiao didn’t understand what had happened to her.

But now, she had come back to life.

"Bai Xiao, it’s good that you’re alive, it’s good that you’re back. I truly regret letting you come here in the first place. I’ve never been so regretful in my life, it’s all my fault," Dr. Xue said, tears streaming down his face.

Bai Xiao was speechless too.

She just saw her man crying, and now Dr. Xue was crying.

She only took a big sleep, yet it made so many people cry.

It was impossible not to feel moved.

An Zhiyuan was different; they had a deep emotional bond, but the teacher-student relationship between Dr. Xue and Bai Xiao wasn’t that deep yet.

After just a few months, a deep feeling isn’t possible.

But for her teacher to be this happy over her revival, it was enough to show Dr. Xue’s genuine affection for her.

"Teacher, please don’t say that."

Dr. Xue suddenly remembered, how could they delay?

"Quick, quickly give her a full body check-up."

Dr. Xue was particularly afraid it was her final spark of energy.

In Dr. Xue’s anxiety, all the doctors and nurses started a comprehensive examination.

After a series of checks, blood was drawn.

Bai Xiao was a bit weak; although she had special abilities, she was quite drained after waking up and being immediately tended to.

The main issue was that she hadn’t eaten or drunk for days, her body was deprived of nutrients, and her stomach was growling with hunger.

An Zhiyuan had already noticed his wife’s hunger, left for a while, and took advantage of the many people currently caring for Bai Xiao to handle some matters.

He stepped out of the tent, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand.

He called over the armed police on guard at the entrance.

"Hello, comrade!"

A standard military salute.

"Alright, I know this is a restricted area, and we shouldn’t walk around freely. Comrade, could you please go to the cafeteria and ask them to make a pot of porridge? It should be soft and easily digestible; Doctor Bai just woke up and hasn’t eaten in days, she needs something to eat. I really appreciate it." An Zhiyuan took money out of his pocket.

The armed police smiled and returned the money to him.

"Chief, Doctor Bai is a doctor here and has special privileges. Meals are free. Don’t worry, I’ll notify them now to hurry and make some for her. Please have Doctor Bai wait just a little longer."

Saluting once more, the armed police quickly ran to the cafeteria.

Entering the cafeteria, panting, the head cook who was also in the military’s cooking squad, was busy stir-frying and couldn’t even take off his gas mask to wipe his sweat, due to the intense heat of cooking added to the thick protective gear.

The dining hall was bustling, and yet someone had leisure time to come in.

He said unfriendly, "It’s not meal time yet, we have no food."

Xiaohuang laughed, "Chef Liu, could you please make a pot of white porridge, well-cooked and soft, Chief An is waiting for it!"

He understood Chef Liu’s feelings, cooking in such heat while wearing thick protective gear was tough, it must feel as if they’re sweating buckets.

Chef Liu rolled his eyes, "I don’t care whether it’s Chief An or not, can’t you see we’re busy cooking? Where’s the time?" He was most annoyed by those in authority ordering subordinates around.

They never considered if others were in deep water already.

Once inside, no rank mattered, everyone was the same; facing the virus, no one was exempt.

If it weren’t for the protective gear, regardless of rank, everyone would succumb equally.

Xiaohuang smilingly said, "Chef Liu, please don’t say that. Chief An’s wife finally woke up after being in a coma for so long, surely starving. Please help out, pitch in, and start another stove to cook a pot of porridge."

Chef Liu paused, then suddenly widened his eyes and asked Xiaohuang.

"Isn’t Chief An’s wife the one declared dead yesterday, Doctor Bai? Or am I mistaken?"

"No mistake, no mistake, it’s that Doctor Bai."

"Then why do you need porridge? Wasn’t she declared dead yesterday? I heard she had been dead for over a day already. It’s the first time I’ve heard of feeding porridge to the dead." Chef Liu was a bit unfriendly.

Xiaohuang laughed, "Chef Liu, your news is outdated. Latest update, Doctor Bai has woken up, not just awake, she’s almost as good as new, calling out she’s thirsty and hungry. So I rushed over for patient food."

Chef Liu was shocked, "Is that possible? Wow, that’s impressive. Alright, don’t worry. Just for overcoming such a grave challenge and miraculously coming back to life, I’ll make sure to cook this porridge right.

I heard she didn’t eat or drink in days, just for that, come back in an hour for the porridge!"

Xiaohuang readily agreed and left.

Chef Liu mumbled to himself, "Everyone has it tough. A doctor who got infected trying to save patients just short of dying, for this doctor’s spirit alone, I’ll make sure to cook a good pot of porridge. Not because of Major General An’s rank."

The other two cooks working with him laughed.

The three of them cooked while gossiping.