He slowly retracted his gaze, but he couldn't help but look at him, but unexpectedly, this look, he happened to collide with the young man's eyes.

The young man's eyes were as indifferent as water, and there was a wisp of confusion in his clear eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Jing Zhao hid his emotions in a panic, "You...... You've got blood on your sleeves, go wash it. He gestured to Anin's hand sleeve.

The boy didn't make a sound, but obediently turned around and went out, closing the door by the way.

Inside the house, Jing Zhao poured a bowl of water for Ah Fu, "You drink some water first, and I'll find something to relieve pain and share it with you later." ”

Ah Fu's light gray eyes stared at him, "Is this young man your apprentice?" He's so handsome. ”

"It's not." Jing Zhao replied. For some reason, he didn't like the way the man spoke, as if every sentence meant something.

"Thank you for saving me." Ah Fu said again.

"The person you should thank is A-Ning, he cleaned the snake venom for you, and I didn't do anything."

Ah Fu's eyes flickered, and he smiled lightly, and there was a small pear vortex at the corner of his mouth on both sides, which looked harmless to humans and animals. "I'll thank you."

"Where is this?"

Jing Zhao moved a stool and sat on the edge of the bed, introduced his identity, and told him how he came to his store with Shandan and them.

After listening to this, Ah Fu said: "Patriarch Shandan is a good person. Tears welled up in his eyes again.

"But ......" Ah Fu raised his head, staring at Gu Jingzhao with light gray eyes, "Little boss, you know, I am a doctor, how can a doctor be poisoned?" ”

This was said with deep meaning, Jing Zhao frowned, "What do you mean?" ”

Ah Fu suddenly smiled again, "Little boss, you are a good person, and the Shandan patriarch is also a good person." I'm lucky to have met you. ”

As he spoke, he untied the gourd he had tied to his body and shoved his severed finger into it.

Ah Fu pointed to the place where his truncated foot was wrapped in cloth, "Little boss, do you have sheep's heels, jasmine roots, angelica, and calamus here?" ”

"What is this?"

"Herbs, painkillers."

Jing Zhao thought to himself, although he didn't have it, he could find the system to ask for some. But he pretended to be a little embarrassed, "I run a restaurant, and I'll ask people to go to the hospital for a while, but they may not be able to buy it." ”

Ah Fu sighed lightly, "Thank you little boss, where will it hurt me to death." ”

Jing Zhao: ......

Jing Zhao wants to hurt you to death!

But seeing that his face was pale and oozing some sweat, there was more unbearable pain on the good-looking baby's face, which made people feel a little distressed. I guess the pain of this severed finger is very difficult. Jing Zhao couldn't bear it in his heart.

"You rest first, I'll go and ask someone to buy you medicine."

Ah Fu nodded lightly: "The little boss is really a good person." ”

Jing Zhao: ......

Jing Zhao didn't leave in a hurry after going out, turned around and leaned on the crack of the door to look inside.

I saw Ah Fu take out a small black pill from his arms, throw it into his mouth, chew it twice, and swallow it.

After taking the medicine, he hugged his foot with his thumb amputated and hummed for a long time, and secretly cursed: "The turtle cut off the brain!" ”

Jing Zhao guessed that what he fed himself should be an antidote to snake venom. It's like he said, he's a doctor, how can he poison himself?

He originally prepared an antidote for himself, but he never thought that he would meet A-Ning, and directly stabbed him, no wonder he looked like an enemy to A-Ning just now. At this time, it is estimated that the intestines are repentant.

Jing Zhao hated in his heart and said: You deserve it!

Jing Zhao wouldn't let him die of pain, so he went back and entered the system, swapping out the few medicinal herbs that Ah Fu said, and replacing some mountain ginseng, pork ribs, beef, mutton, such nourishing dishes, and thinking about making soup for the patient upstairs tomorrow.

After packing up the ingredients and taking care of Ah Fu, he fell asleep after drinking the pain-relieving decoction, and the sky also darkened.

Jing Zhao returned to the kitchen and opened the cupboard, and the pimple soup in the cabinet had already cooled down and put it in the bag.

Jing Zhao trotted all the way to the door of A-Ning's room, and was about to knock on the door, but his movements stopped.

A young man suddenly appeared in front of him holding a dagger, and he was stabbing steadily and accurately, which was not something ordinary people could do.

Jing Zhao pursed his lips, thought for a moment, and decided to find an opportunity to ask the words clearly when he was eating for a while.

He knocked softly on the door, "Did you sleep?" ”

In a moment, the wooden door opened, and the thin figure of the young man was stretched by the moonlight, and the young man stood in the door, standing against the light. The cuffs of the burlap garment, those few drops of bright blood had been washed away.

He looked at Jing Zhao lightly: "What's wrong?" ”

"Hungry?"

"Brother will make you supper!"

Jing Zhao said and dragged A-Ning to the kitchen, the stove was bright, and the kitchen was warm and bright.

A Ning has been busy greeting Shandan and the others, and later helped Gu Jingzhao deal with Ah Fu's snake venom, so he didn't care about eating at all. But it was not uncommon for him to be hungry and full in his old days. Eating one less meal didn't make a difference to him.

Goo Goo –

The two sudden noises in the silent kitchen, Jing Zhao heard them clearly. He's damned! Patronizing the praise coupon, why did you forget such a big event as calling A-Ning to eat!

Gu Jingzhao felt guilty in his heart, "Wait a minute, it'll be fine right away!" ”

A-Ning said: "You do it slowly, I'm not hungry." "I just don't know why, today's stomach is not angry, screaming!

Ah Ning sat down next to him, followed Jing Zhao's example, took a bamboo tube and blew air into the stove, and after a while, the stove burned red, and the water boiled in the pot immediately boiled.

Jing Zhao put the freshly rolled out wide noodles into the pot, and after the noodles were cooked and served, he smashed an egg, cut some shredded lean pork and bean sprouts, stir-fried the toppings and put them on the noodles, and a bowl of fragrant noodles was ready.

Jing Zhao returned the bowl of pimple soup he had made for A-Ning to heat it again, his food was pitiful, and he really didn't want to waste it, although the taste was a little worse, but it tasted good.

Two people in the light of the light and dark, one holding a large clay bowl, sat side by side on the threshold, sucking and pulling up. The sound of cicadas chirping outside, and the house was peaceful.

In a moment, a large bowl of noodles was empty.

"What are you eating?" A-Ning glanced at the food in Jing Zhao's bowl that was completely different from his own.

Jing Zhao responded casually: "Mushy." He took a big gulp.

A-Ning stared at him directly, "What is the paste?" ”

Jing Zhao made a move, and this guy looked at himself with the look in his eyes completely greedy for the contents of his bowl. Jing Zhao handed the bowl to Ah Ning, "Do you want to taste it?" ”

Ah Ning was not polite, took the bowl and drank the remaining half bowl of pimple soup from Jing Zhao in two sips.

"Delicious." After eating, he gave a high evaluation.

"Eh......" Jing Zhao's eyes widened, it's empty, it's empty! He hasn't eaten yet! It's just a taste, how can this be empty for yourself in one bite!