As soon as Chen Yuanyuan returned to the apartment, after putting down the ingredients, he took anti-inflammatory drugs and warm water soaked with spiritual spring water to Shen Yichen.

"The jungler on the opposite side is squatting on the road, and I'll come over after I finish fighting blue."

"Hurry up, I'm big."

As soon as Chen Yuanyuan entered the room, he saw two men playing in the dark, and they were having a good time.

"Yuanyuan, you're back." Shen Yichen said.

"Do you want to help cook? I'll go down after this fight. Zheng Jiayu took the mobile phone, looked at Chen Yuanyuan and continued to play.

"No need, just cook it simply, and remember to take the medicine after beating this." Chen Yuanyuan put anti-inflammatory drugs and warm water on the bedside table, and went downstairs to prepare a beef meal.

Chen Yuanyuan first washed the rice and put it in a rice cooker to stew, then sliced the pork liver and soaked it in cold water to soak the blood water, and then marinated it with chopped green onions, minced ginger, cooking wine and a little salt to taste.

Boil another pot of boiling water, add some salt and olive oil, and cook the spaghetti for later use.

Wash the beef tenderloin you just bought, cut it into beef sticks, add an appropriate amount of salt, sugar, light soy sauce, pepper, and starch, and stir well.

Stir-fry the green and red peppers and shredded onion over medium heat until they are broken, then add the beef fillet to the black pepper sauce and stir-fry.

On the stove on the other side, Chen Yuanyuan stir-fried the pork liver until it was half-cooked, then added to the porridge and cooked over low heat for 15 minutes.

After the beef wicker is fried until fragrant, then pour in the pasta and shredded vegetables and stir-fry well, and put them on two plates.

When Chen Yuanyuan brought the black pepper beef fillet pasta to the table, he happened to see Zheng Jiayu helping Shen Yichen downstairs.

"Doesn't your wound hurt? Why don't you eat upstairs? Chen Yuanyuan asked worriedly.

"It's a lot better today, let's get moving." Shen Yichen felt that the wound in his abdomen was basically not painful, but the knife wound on his right hand was still a little painful.

"It's so fragrant, what did you cook?" Zheng Jiayu asked when he smelled the fragrance.

"The two of us ate beef tenderloin pasta, and Yichen he ate pork liver porridge. The porridge is almost ready, so sit down first. Chen Yuanyuan said that, and went into the kitchen to bring the pork liver porridge to the bowl.

"Yuanyuan, your skills are good." Zheng Jiayu, who tasted Chen Yuanyuan's craftsmanship for the first time, was full of praise.

When Chen Yuanyuan lived alone, he often opened a small stove at home, so he cooked easily.

Shen Yichen was eating hot pork liver porridge while looking at the pasta.

"Well, you can't eat beef if you have a wound." Chen Yuanyuan said when he saw Shen Yichen's gaze.

After lunch, Zheng Jiayu took the initiative to wash the dishes, and Chen Yuanyuan and Shen Yichen watched TV in the living room.

"I have to leave tomorrow." Shen Yichen said.

"So fast? Are your injuries healed? Chen Yuanyuan asked.

"Tomorrow, I guess I'll be able to walk on my own... Shen Yichen closed his eyes and lay down on the back of the sofa, as if he was preoccupied.

"Are you still in Xiangcheng?" Chen Yuanyuan didn't know what Shen Yichen was going to deal with, but he still didn't want him to return to the United States in his heart.

"Go back to the capital in advance." Shen Yichen said.

"That's good." Chen Yuanyuan looked at his side face and said.

Shen Yichen is in trouble now, and it is also beneficial to go to the capital, after all, Shen's father also has a certain amount of power in the capital.

"I won't go back to the United States." Shen Yichen turned his face slightly sideways, opened his eyes and stared at Chen Yuanyuan quietly.

"Uh, it's good to spend more time with my uncle and aunt. I'll disinfect your wound later. Chen Yuanyuan hurriedly looked away and changed the topic.

"Still want to see it?" Shen Yichen chuckled.

"Brother Chen, what do you see? Do you know how to play games? Zheng Jiayu asked after washing the dishes.

"Later." After flirting with Chen Yuanyuan was interrupted by Zheng Jiayu, Shen Yichen was speechless.

After Shen Yichen and Zheng Jiayu opened the dark in the morning, the two became familiar with each other, and sure enough, the man was a teenager until he died.