"Ah, is it true?" Cheng Peng was wearing a chef's hat, helping to chop vegetables in the back kitchen, and when he received this call, his happy kitchen knife almost fell to the ground and cut off his toes.

Qiao Yujun was startled on the side: "Be careful, what should I do if I cut off my toes?"

Cheng Peng was already so happy because of the child's awakening, he gestured to Qiao Yujun and asked about the child's situation.

"Now Dr. Nie and they are doing a comprehensive examination of Haohao, and they can go to the general ward today. Cheng Peng, thank you very much, you saved Haohao, and it also greatly reduced the financial pressure on our family a lot. Peng Xiaoyan was so excited that her tongue was knotted, and she said words of thanks over and over again.

Cheng Peng laughed: "You're welcome, you should hurry up and see the child, and when I have time to go to the hospital to see him." ”

"Mm-hmm, see you then. Peng Xiaoyan said.

After hanging up the phone, she stood at the window holding her mobile phone, her mood indescribable. She fantasized about Cheng Peng's appearance when she came to the hospital, and she was a little looking forward to it, and she couldn't even wait to see him again.

"It's incredible, this child's cervical and spinal injuries have healed seventy percent. A middle-aged man's voice came from the consultation room, it was the director of the county hospital, "It seems that the medical level of our hospital is very good!"

"Dean, I think there's something strange about this matter...... Nie Feiyang said.

"Oh Doctor Nie, don't be modest, go and prepare, write a report to me, our hospital is expected to be rated now, haha!"

Nie Feiyang frowned, as a world-class medical school graduate, she knew this patient's situation too well. The hospital tried all its means to keep him alive, but it couldn't revive him, so why did he wake up all of a sudden?

There is only one explanation, and that is miracles. But what if there was any other explanation? She remembered the child's grandmother, who was very similar to him. The cynical-looking young man that night became clearer and clearer in her mind.

……

After clarifying the matter, Junlintian's business got better again. Even because of the previous two posts, the popularity has now increased greatly, from the previous niche, to now there are groups to try it.

The price of a private restaurant is, of course, not affordable for the general public, and it is just a taste. Most people can only grit their teeth and enjoy it once, but the delicious taste will always be in their memory.

The decoration of the shop is elegant, the proprietress is gentle and beautiful, the dishes are unique and delicious, and everything is gathered into four words - Jun Lin Tian.

The so-called a few happy and a few worried, Cheng Peng and they were happy for the bad luck of the store and the arrival of the prosperous days, but Shen Tingchao's mood was terrible.

He never thought that the person he spent money to find would actually be planted. Although he used money to gag the mouths of these three people, he was reluctant to lose. He couldn't figure out how the other party found the person who posted it?

Endless troubles, a misty future, and an almost paranoid love for Qiao Yujun forced him to find other outlets. Wrestling training is an excellent outlet.

Business is booming, Xiao Gao, Xiao Mei and Cheng Peng are so busy that their feet don't touch the ground, and the days pass by quickly in busyness.

Before you know it, the time is at the end of June, and there are only three days before the match day between Cheng Peng and Shen Tingchao. His training is also coming to an end, and his free time is gradually increasing. In this way, Cheng Peng has more time to study his mirror.

When he is focused, Cheng Peng often delves into the mirror world and meditates there. He felt that it was a kind of cultivation. Every time he calms down, Cheng Peng can feel the magical connection between himself and the mirror world, which is getting closer and closer.

On this day, he entered the mirror world again. The day was too busy to stand until his feet were sore, and as soon as he entered, he couldn't wait to lie down on the lawn by the river.

The air is so fresh, the grass is fragrant, and even the earthy smell is so small and fresh. Alas, it would be nice if he could stay here for the rest of his life, Cheng Peng said secretly in his heart.

The tiredness of many days has been swept away here. Cheng Peng looked at the blue sky and the ethereal white clouds, and his mood became more and more relaxed, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

He still couldn't understand what the concept of the soul entering a state of sleep was, but Qiao Yujun was frightened.

It was half past twelve at midnight, Qiao Yujun entered the room from the courtyard, looked up, and was startled by the scene in front of her.

Cheng Peng sat cross-legged on the sofa, grinning and squinting, his saliva drooping two feet long, and his expression was like a two-foot expression. It was an extremely relaxed expression, and those who watched it couldn't laugh or cry.

"Cheng Peng, Cheng Peng~" Qiao Yujun called softly twice, but did not get an answer. She tiptoed over and probed his finger under his nose with her finger and breathed a sigh of relief. Phew, it's okay, it's alive.

This guy is really strange, like Erha is settled, what are you doing? Qiao Yujun looked at him carefully for a long time, and suddenly remembered one thing—the day was coming.

She knows Cheng Peng's purpose in the county, although he is a young man from the countryside, he is not a simple worker. In the city, Cheng Peng only settled temporarily, and after the day of July, he was about to leave.

Qiao Yujun was a little stunned, during this time, she was used to Cheng Peng by her side, and she could be almost on call. Although she didn't come back until midnight, there was such a man downstairs, and she slept very steadily. The most important thing is the sauce prepared by Cheng Peng, which is simply versatile with various ingredients. Now she uses a little bit of that sauce for almost every dish in her shop.

If Cheng Peng is gone, who will prepare the sauce?

Qiao Yujun also asked Cheng Peng about the recipe of the sauce, and Cheng Peng didn't hide it, and told it - of course, she didn't mention the Lingzhu, but she couldn't make the same taste anyway, it was always a little worse. And that is the soul of the sauce.

Without a soul, no matter how gorgeous the appearance is, it is illusory. Qiao Yujun sighed, turned around and climbed the stairs, hugged the pillow, and couldn't sleep for a long time.

"Cheng Peng~Cheng Peng~"

The ethereal call was faintly captured by his ears. Cheng Peng squinted, agreed in a daze, got up and wanted to find the source of the sound, but found that the voice had disappeared.

Suddenly, a little light flashed in the upper reaches of the river, just like the temptation of pop candy to children, which deeply attracted Cheng Peng.

He got up, deep and shallow, and walked to the place where the light flickered, wondering what was flickering.

Thundered!

Without warning, a rolling thunderbolt slashed down from the blue sky, causing him to jump and dodge. The thunder rumbled and exploded at his feet, scorched earth.

Cheng Peng shouted in fright, trembling for a moment, and opened his eyes, the surroundings were still the same.

"Phew, I'm scared to death, it turned out to be a dream!" he muttered to himself, wiping the sweat from his head.