Here Comes The Lady Chef

Pushing open the door of the inner room, Ren Yue was helped to sit on a strange chair.

The chair is strange because it's wider than an ordinary chair, and even more like a slump.

"It's been a long time, let me look at your injury first." Nangong Xue couldn't help but said, pulled another small stool directly, sat in front of Ren Yue, gently held up Ren Yue's left leg, and removed it with ease Ren Yue shoes and socks.

"Hey, it's impossible!" Ren Yue still wanted to stop, but his injured foot was already exposed under the sight of Nangong Xue.

"Dangdang." There was a crisp knock outside the door.

"Miss, are you back?" Jade's voice.

"Emerald, come in." Nangong Xue answered.

Emerald came in through the door. Although he often followed Nangong Xue, he was used to wounds, bloodstains, and various diseases. However, he was really shocked when he faced Ren Yue who was in the room!

It's not because of the wound on Ren Yue's foot, but such a free-spirited handsome boy who was in the lady's inner room during the day.

"Good son!" Emerald courtesy.

"Do you recognize me?" Ren Yue was curious.

"Of course, don't the son remember? The son had a headache and high fever and coma in those few nights. Girl Wen came to my lady for help. The lady rescued the son. Did the son forget?" Jade said quickly.

"Headache? High fever? Coma?" Ren Yue was said to be dizzy. Why are these words again? Why can't I remember at all, have I really done this before?

"Yeah, Ren, your foot ..." Jade said as he stepped forward and saw a suture-like foot injury. Although Nangong Xue's stitching was very delicate, it was still obviously ugly on Ren Yue's feet. Scar.

"Jade, talk more and hurry up, get my first aid kit!" Nangong Xue said.

It was the magical and exquisite little box again. Nangong Xue took out some things Ren Yue had never seen before, and Jade was a familiar assistant. Mali's smearing and bandaging changed the medicine.

"Fortunately, the recovery is good, and the wound did not continue to infect. It seems that Sister Rou took good care of you. Yes, I want to come to you and have finished taking the anti-inflammatory medicine. I live in peace today, and I still have The last board, presumably until you are cured, it should be able to support it! "Nangong Xue smiled lightly, a kind of kindness flashed in his eyes.

"Miss, you are really ... that medicine is gone ..." Emerald muttered, reluctantly.

"Jade, let's cook. It's mainly light. Ren Gongzi stayed for two days, and you will clean up the room." Nangong Xue opened the jade and now she and Ren Yue are left in the room.

"Miss Nangong, this ... what the **** is going on here? Ren Yue wants to hear the details!" Ren Yue set his fist.

"Do you really don't remember?" Nangong Xue saw Ren Yue with a serious expression, not as if joking. But I confirmed it again.

"Ren Yue didn't know." Ren Yue answered.

"Well, if Sister Rouer is right, according to her speculation, you will know tonight." Nangong Xue didn't explain, just slowly said.

At this moment, in the courtyard of Mr. Song Tao, Sheng Yaoshan flew off the horse. Tuck horizontally, take a gentle, stride meteor kick all obstacles, go straight to his room.

Sheng Yaoshan was really anxious this time. When I thought of the gentle room, there was nothing, even the bedding was extremely thin and simple. Subconsciously, he gently placed the gentleness on his bed.

"Brother." Sheng Jiao Xue heard the noise and thought it was an unexpected visitor at home. As the sound went straight to Sheng Yaoshan's room, he lifted his eyes and saw the tenderness of the coma in the bed.

Sheng Jiaoxue exclaimed, her heart was extremely angry!

This **** cook! Why isn't she dead yet! Duan Qi this waste! Don't think of a foothold in Beijing in the future!

"What are you doing! Don't go to the doctor yet!" Sheng Yaoshan roared so loudly for the first time!

Half anxious, one side is angry!

Ren Yue personally said that her sister was also involved in the capture of Girl Wen. Now my sister is right in front of her. Girl Wen is unconscious, and Sheng Yaoshan's heart is like a bee!

"No need to ask a doctor, the old man is here!" At this moment, a loud voice, Mr. Song Tao walked in with a spirit.

Followed by Liu Xian, he still had a medicine box in his arms.

"Brother Yaoshan, is Sister Wen sick?" Liu Xian asked in a worried voice.

"No, Girl Wen is just too tired, just rest for a while!" Although Sheng Yaoshan was extremely sad and angry, he could see Liu Xian's big eyes of innocence and kindness, but he was patient and comforted with a good lie.

Mr. Song Tao sat quietly in front of the gentle bed, reaching for his gentle pulse, thinking silently.

Sometimes his eyebrows are tightened, sometimes he is surprised!

This girl has suffered so much before! Why is the pulse like this! Broken in the heart, as if going through life and death!

"Sir! Sir!" Sheng Yaoshan looked at Mr. Song Tao's clouded face, worried.

"Oh! No problem, the girl has a low temperature coma. Quickly, go and cook some hot soup and hot water, take the girl and take a bath." Mr. Song Tao hurriedly said.

Linglong has been with Shengjiao Xue all the time. Naturally, she suddenly appeared in surprise and gentleness again. However, after hearing Mr. Song Tao's order, she still reluctantly shuffled to the kitchen, and Sheng Jiao Xue also followed.

"Ah!" Screamed in the kitchen.

Upon hearing the sound, Mr. Song Tao rushed over, but saw that Linglong was standing in front of the stove with **** hands, throwing a blood-stained kitchen knife on the ground, half of the **** segments were thrown on the ground, and the other half was lying on a chopping board.

"Sir, Linglong **** it, Linglong only thought about worrying about the life of Girl Wen, but she cut her hands when she was in a hurry." Linglong fell on the ground in fear, and couldn't help confessing her hoe.

"Sir, Linglong's hands have been injured like this. I'm afraid this soup can't be done. I take Linglong to the doctor and say goodbye." Sheng Jiaoxue pulled coldly from the side, and immediately lifted Linglong on the ground, using her arms. Pa Zan covered her hand that had been bleeding and bleed, and hurried out.

"Oh!" Mr. Song Tao sighed.

On the bed, Gentle was still in a coma, and Sheng Yaoshan clearly heard a choppy chop sound from the kitchen.

That scream just now, Sheng Yaoshan is already a little distracted, and now it is such a rusty and inconsistent knife sound, Sheng Yaoshan is still determined to find out.

"His Royal Highness Nine, take care of it here and call me for something! Ink and ink, you are also waiting!" Sheng Yaoshan swiftly explained. Quickly rushed into the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Mr. Song Tao's gray hair, his erect waist plate, his back was carefully cutting away from the doorway.

Blood on the ground.

"Sir!" Sheng Yaoshan exclaimed.

"Oh. Yao Shan is here! Only before Linglong cut her hand accidentally, your sister took her to the doctor, you take care of that girl, the old man came to cook a bowl of **** tea to warm the girl!" Mr. Song Tao said, some Looked awkwardly at the **** that was cut to pieces.

"Sir, here is entrusted to Yao Shan, you know medicine, or go back and take care of Girl Wen!" Sheng Yao Shan said, grabbing the kitchen knife in the hands of Mr. Song Tao.

"It's okay, that girl just froze and my husband stayed here to help you. Two people will be busy faster!" Mr. Song Tao refused, and insisted to stay.

Therefore, Sheng Yaoshan Mali cut the finely chopped **** powder, filtered it into **** juice, and burned and boiled water. I boiled another pot of hot tea, Mr. Song Tao assisted them, and the two put all the **** juice and brown sugar in, and waited until the water boiled a few times. The thick warm aroma came. This bowl of thick **** juice Even if the brown sugar tea is done!

"I can't think of Yao Shan as Wu Zhou of Da Zhou, there is such a hand!" Mr. Song Tao praised with a bow.

"Mr. Awards. It ’s just that it ’s hard to lead a soldier to fight a war, and it ’s inevitable that he will encounter the snow, cold and wind, so he and the military medical team did this trick!" Sheng Yaoshan smiled arrogantly and came out with a bowl of thick brown sugar **** tea.

Liu Xian has been lying on the gentle side, looking at the gentle pale face. And those scarlet lips, Liu Xian's young heart scratched his heart.

"Sister Wen, what's the matter with you? Wake up quickly! Xianer is still waiting for Sister Wen to prepare food! Sister Wen, Sister Wen!" Liu Xian shouted softly and stretched herself out Fat little hand. Gently help gently rub the cold hands.

From time to time, I put my gentle hand on my red lips, and gently sighed the heat.

At this point, Liu Xian ’s younger child had only one wish in mind, and that was to make Sister Wen wake up.

Ink and ink stood aside, wanting to help, but fearing that men and women are different, and whether or not to give or receive, Liu Xian, a child, is naturally innocent, but he has indeed passed the ritual year, and can only stand on the side and worry.

When Sheng Yaoshan came in with hot soup and tea, Liu Xian was still gentle and warm.

Sheng Yaoshan looked, and there was a sour sweetness in his eyes.

His Highness has grown up, and he is no longer the ignorant little child. Beyond the shape of Rende's heart, he knows how to observe the people and care about the people!

"His Royal Highness Nine." Sheng Yaoshan yelled.

"Brother Yaoshan, is the hot soup ready? Let Sister Wen take it, and Sister Wen will be fine soon." Liu Xiantian smiled innocently ~ www.readwn.com ~ to make room.

"Hi lord, go out with your husband. Don't make a noise for Rou's rest. Let's buy some evening meals. Let's let Rou rest well tonight!" Mr. Song Tao reached out and took Liu Xian, and the ink went out immediately.

If you want to come, Mr. Song Tao has a good understanding of the gentle situation. If it's frozen and faint, you can wake up to keep warm. The rest is nothing but the old injury of that girl ... Mr. Song Tao left the door full of doubts.

At this time, in the entire courtyard and room, only Sheng Yaoshan was left, facing the gentleness of the bed unconscious.

Sheng Yaoshan got up to sit on the bed, gently lifted his gentle body to rest comfortably in his arms, grasping the still coma with one hand, and slowly pulling the square table with the tea bowl in one hand, using a small spoon Slowly simmer, then put it on the mouth and gently blow it, measuring the temperature is appropriate, and then slowly into the gentle mouth.

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