Peach Fortune Ring

"Of course you come out, I have something to tell you." When he came back to the ward, Song Yan called Zhang Ziran to the corridor outside the ward.

"Boss." Zhang Ziran looked at Song Yan with some trepidation, his eyes flickering even more.

"The relationship between Su Xiaoyou and I is not what you think. She just asked me to help with something yesterday, so don't think too much about it." Song Yan explained directly.

Naturally, Zhang didn't expect Song Yan to explain it to him, and he felt a little moved and felt guilty: "I'm sorry boss, I misunderstood you because of my wild thinking."

"Okay, we are all brothers, if you have something to say, just say it." Song Yan patted Zhang Ziran's shoulder.

"Well, I know boss."

After staying with Zhang Ziran and the others in the ward for a few hours, Song Yan went back to the dormitory and continued to search for knowledge of Eastern Medicine on the Internet.

It's just that although there is a lot of knowledge about Eastern medicine on the Internet, it is a bit messy, and there are even many mistakes.

Because of the supernatural power of mastery, he can master almost all the knowledge of Eastern medicine that he has read, which is why he can distinguish right from wrong.

"Go to the library tomorrow and see if you can find some medical classics!"

At two o'clock in the morning, Song Yan lay cross-legged on the bed and began to practice the "Pei Yuan Jing". He found that since he became a congenital warrior, his energy was particularly strong. Even if he only slept for two hours a day, he could still be full of energy the next day. .

At 09:30 the next morning, an international flight landed at Shuanghe Airport, the capital of Tianhe Prefecture.

A tall and handsome blond white man walked out of the airport, took a taxi and headed straight for Xiangcheng.

two hours later.

The blond man came to a forest on the outskirts of Xiangcheng. Then, he took out a mobile phone and stared at the image on the screen, then quickly walked to a place in the forest, took out a dagger and started digging.

After a while, he dug out a black bag, opened the bag, and inside was a rotten head emitting a stench.

But the blond man didn't seem to smell the rotten smell at all. He stared at the head for a few seconds before he murmured, "Stupid Hans, you still died at the hands of Xueguigui after all. What I don't understand is that Xue Meigui was seriously injured, how did she kill you?

Are you really stupid than a pig, but no matter what, you are still my younger brother, and I will use the head of a black rose to honor you. "

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In a blink of an eye, it was time to leave school again, Han Sha said to Song Yan with a serious expression: "Song Yan, come to the office."

When he came to the office, Song Yan looked at Han Sha suspiciously. He seemed to be very honest today and didn't do anything.

"Song Yan, did you forget the agreement with me?" Han Sha said seriously.

"What agreement?" Song Yan asked subconsciously, but as soon as he said the words, he immediately remembered that he seemed to have promised Han Sha to cook a meal for her in three days. He thought Han Sha was just talking casually, but now it seems that But seriously.

"Why, do you want to go back on your word?" Han Sha stood up excitedly, staring at him viciously.

"Ha, how come, I'm going to buy vegetables right now." Song Yan said quickly.

"Stop." As soon as he turned around, Song Yan was stopped by Han Sha.

"Cha, what else do you want to tell the villain?"

Han Sha couldn't help being amused by Song Yan's appearance, and said with a smile: "No need to buy vegetables, I have already bought them."

[Author's digression]: Mosquito has to criticize a few book reviewers here. Since they are planning to write book reviews, why not write something useful, such as complimenting the author on how handsome he is.

For example, praise how awesome the next book is written.

Maybe, when the mosquitoes are happy, they will suddenly add ten or eight more.

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Chapter 93 Do it every two days

Inside Han Sha's bachelor apartment.

Song Yan opened the refrigerator, looked at the vegetables and all kinds of meat stuffed in the refrigerator, and couldn't help but look at Teacher Han Sha in a daze: "Mr. Han, why did you buy so many vegetables, can you finish them?"

"I can't finish eating today, tomorrow...you can eat again tomorrow." Han Sha's expression was a little embarrassed. Ever since she ate the dishes made by Song Yan and then ate other meals, she felt like swallowing chaff, so I was thinking in my heart, buy more vegetables, ask Song Yan to cook more, freeze them if I can't finish them, and eat them later.

"That's a good idea." Song Yan joked with a half-smile.

For a while, Han Sha became even more embarrassed, and quickly changed the subject: "I'll do the dishes."

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An hour later, the table was filled with all kinds of dishes, all exuding attractive aromas.

"Let's start." Song Yan smiled.

"Then I'm welcome."

Han Sha, who couldn't wait, quickly picked up a piece of roasted beef with bamboo shoots, put it in her mouth, chewed it a few times, her eyes narrowed into crescents: "It's so delicious, woohoo, I finally ate this delicious food again .”

Song Yan smiled, picked up a piece of Coca-Cola chicken wings, tasted it, and nodded secretly. It was sweet but not greasy, with crispy skin and tender meat. It was definitely the best chicken wing he had ever eaten. Originally, he thought that the skill of a super chef was very weak. It still looks good now.

At the same time, he felt quite complacent looking at Teacher Han Sha who was devouring the food. However, even so, Teacher Han Sha's appearance was still so beautiful.

Four 10 minutes later.

Song Yan and Han Sha ate up nearly twenty dishes. Han Sha had no image, touched her belly with satisfaction, and sighed: "I'm so full!"

Suddenly, she seemed to think of something, and quickly glanced at the leftovers on the table, and said dissatisfiedly to Song Yan: "Hey, why are you so good at eating? Originally, I planned to save some for tomorrow."

Immediately, Song Yan's face turned dark: "Mr. Han, it seems that you eat no less than me. Besides, I should cook this dish."

"No, you have to pay me, otherwise I won't have anything to eat tomorrow." Han Sha said viciously, and then complained: "Who told you that the dishes you cook are so delicious, I can't swallow them anymore Other dishes."

"So it's all my fault?" Song Yan pointed at his nose speechlessly.

Han Sha nodded seriously: "That's right, it's your fault. Anyway, I don't care, you have to make another table of dishes to compensate me."

"What if I don't?"

"Hmph, dare you, otherwise I won't allow you to ask for leave in the future!" Han Sha threatened.

"Then I won't ask for leave." Song Yan said with a playful smile.

"...You...!" Han Sha was furious, thinking about how to get Song Yan to submit, but it seemed that there was nothing to threaten except asking for leave.

Seeing Han Sha's tangled appearance, Song Yan couldn't help but smile triumphantly: "Of course, it's not impossible to let me cook another table of dishes, but I have one condition."

"What conditions?"

"If you allow me to arrange my school time freely, I will cook a table for you every two days." Song Yan smiled and told his conditions. Since he had the idea of ​​forming his own power, he began to think about how to do it. implement.

After some research, he believes that in order to form a force, one must have a certain economic foundation.