Cheng Hao had a dry cough all night, and it was not relieved until almost early in the morning. This is an old problem left over from school in the UK, every time I am anxious and nervous, I haven't done it again for many years after returning home, he thought it would be better a long time ago, but he didn't expect it to happen again last night.

By the time he got up and went to the restaurant to eat, it was already noon. The pain in the forehead, back and even limbs was unbearable not only in the lungs, but also in the forehead, back and even limbs, and it was time to see a doctor.

"Drink this. He sat at the dining table, walked over to Xiaoyuan and placed a glass of dark brown water in front of him.

Cheng Hao picked up the cup and smelled it, there was a faint smell of Chinese medicine.

"What is this?" Cheng Hao frowned.

Xiao Yuan put out the lunch one after another, and said as he put it out: "Let you drink, you will drink." It's not hard to drink!"

Cheng Hao drank the water at this time, his eyes lit up, and it was really not difficult to drink. It is sweet with a hint of Chinese herbal flavor.

"What the hell is this!" Cheng Hao looked at the bottom of the empty cup and was puzzled.

Xiaoyuan couldn't stand it because of him, so he had to tell him: "Licorice, Chuanbei stewed pear!

"You...... Cooked?" he asked cautiously.

Xiao Yuan nodded: "Well, the herbs I bought at the pharmacy in the morning were stewed." However, she misunderstood Cheng Hao's meaning a little, and added: "I won't let you reimburse, I'll ask you to drink!"

Cheng Hao was stunned for a moment, didn't say anything, and a trace of guilt welled up in his heart.

Xiang Xiaoyuan handed him the rice: "I have to drink it in the afternoon and evening, there is a big pot in the refrigerator, I will bring it to the unit tomorrow as water to drink, and I must drink enough for three days." ”

Cheng Hao was a little embarrassed: "Thank you." ”

Xiao Yuan shook his head: "No, this is my job." ”

After saying that, she thought about it and said, "To be honest, I'm not afraid that you don't like to listen." I know that people of your status have seen all kinds of good things, and have eaten all kinds of expensive things, but sometimes the expensive ones are not necessarily haode. Don't look at turnips and cabbages, but those are all good things. Eat on time and on time, think about eating a meal, can't remember being hungry for a long time, and the iron body can't stand it!"

Cheng Hao bit his chopsticks and listened quietly, Xiao Yuan looked at him and thought that he had said too much, like a chattering old woman, so he hurriedly stopped talking and didn't say any more.

Xiang Xiaoyuan served him a bowl of soup, and all her words were paving the way for this bowl of soup: "If you don't want to eat cabbage and pig lung soup, you must finish it!"

Sure enough, Cheng Hao frowned when he heard that it was pig lungs.

"I washed all morning, and it was very clean! This is a medicinal diet for the lungs!"

Cheng Hao had no choice but to use chopsticks to clip a little, but the strange thing was that it was not as unpalatable as he imagined. The pork lungs are soft and glutinous, there is no fishy smell at all, the cabbage is crisp and refreshing, and the soup is also very clear. He dispelled his worries and gulped down.

Xiang Xiaoyuan held his cheeks and stared at Cheng Hao, who was gobbling up, Cheng Hao raised his head: "You eat it too, why don't you eat it?" and then added in a low voice as if he remembered something: "Xiexie......"

Xiang Xiaoyuan sighed: "It's useless to eat only once or twice. I'll cut the lungs and leave the soup for you, can you insist on eating cabbage stew every day!"

Cheng Hao stared at her again.

Xiao Yuan said angrily: "If you really want to thank me, don't waste the fruits of my labor, even if you want to eat once a day!"

Cheng Hao nodded, seeing that he agreed to Xiang Xiaoyuan, he picked up chopsticks and ate lunch.

Back in the dormitory, Xiaoyuan threw himself on the bed, I don't know that Weishenme felt exhausted, and he didn't feel like this after doing so much work in the past. Tired - tired.

Cheng Hao's scolding language is like taking root in his heart, is he really that kind of person in the eyes of others? how can he do that, how can he ride on Xue Cheng, you must know that even the boy's hand Xiaoyuan has never held.

But it seems that once, when I was in secondary school, when I was dancing in a group dance, my impression was already very vague......

Cheng Hao, that guy doesn't know if he will insist on eating the pig lung soup he left behind.

So young people have lungs in their seventies and eighties. If you don't cherish your own body, it's useless for others to hold it in the palm of your hand as a baby.

Xiaoyuan thought about a lot of messes, and his brain hurt when he thought about it. Zhong Yuan's guy must have gone on a date, Leyi and Panpan must be enjoying the shade in the street garden now, the empty dormitory is so boring, so boring......