I thought my husband was dying

After leaving Cyril's room, Zhou Yu couldn't care less about eating, and immediately went back to his room to sleep.

So when he woke up again, it was almost eleven o'clock.Seeing that the time for the second medicine feeding was approaching, Zhou Yu quickly jumped out of bed. This time he took a little silver flower before going to bed, and his body no longer had the limp feeling before, and what he had consumed in the morning was well absorbed. Made it up.

He rushed all the way to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator with his growling stomach in his hands... a row of green nutrients, the color of which hadn't even changed, was neatly arranged, with fangs and claws.

Zhou Yu took a deep breath. It was hard to imagine how long the Clinton family had eaten this, and it was even more difficult to imagine how many days he would have no choice. After all, he really didn't have time to make delicious food for himself now.

So the facts were in front of me, and I had to make compromises. Just as I was about to reach out, my eyes suddenly turned and fell on something... that looked like an egg in the corner of the refrigerator. Zhou Yu blinked, looked at it for half a second, and immediately took out the fermented egg After a special search, I found that this thing is the egg of the flame chicken.

Well, no matter what chicken's egg it is, as long as it is not poisonous.Zhou Yu ran back to the room and brought back some leafy grass.

This is also what he read from the book yesterday, saying that leaf edge grass has a slight effect of strengthening the body, and the last thing is that it is very suitable for seasoning!

The so-called seasoning is for eating, so leaf grass is one of the common materials used in medicinal diet.But herbal cuisine is complicated to make. The only thing in Clinton’s garden that can be used for seasoning is blade edge grass. It’s too much to make a herbal diet, but if you just make a steamed egg, it’s more than enough.

Zhou Yu in his previous life liked this thing very much. After making up his mind, he took a bowl. There were not many suitable small bowls in Clinton's house, so he had to find a relatively medium one, and then found two sticks to get rid of it. After eating the eggs, sprinkle the juice of the blade grass in the bowl, and then cut the remaining blade grass into pieces and put it aside.

Putting the bowl into a cylindrical instrument, I searched for the instruction manual of this thing, and after studying for a while, Zhou Yu pressed the option of 2 minutes.

Then he went back to the room and took out the cup containing the potion, and added some herbs by the way. He was worried that it would take longer the second time, so he wanted to simply stay in Cyril's room and wait to observe his reaction. Don't waste time, or you won't have enough for tonight.

It just so happened that he was the only one in the Clinton Palace at the moment. Mrs. Ou Lei left a message saying that she would not be able to go home until ten o'clock at the latest, and reminded him to make his own nutritional supplements. Who discovered making medicine in the room.

As for Cyril.

Recalling the scene in the morning, Zhou Yu felt that he somehow gained the trust of the general, and after getting along with him that morning, he felt that the man was not as cold as in the video. If it was really uncomfortable, Zhou Yu also considered whether to chat for a while to help him divert his attention. Thinking of this, Zhou Yu silently sighed in his heart.

Hey, it sounds very interesting for two dumb people to chat.

Putting aside his thoughts, when he had prepared everything and the contents of the pot were ready, the instrument made a sound as a reminder, and at the same time a light fragrance rushed over his face, and Zhou Yu's stomach was shaken again. He immediately rushed into the kitchen and brought out the bowl in a hurry.

Only then did Zhou Yu realize that the so-called flaming eggs are really different from eggs!In the past, an egg could only be eaten in a small bowl, but a flame egg made a whole bowl!A medium to large bowl is directly full to the mouth of the bowl!Zhou Yu was wondering whether he should take some nutritional supplements to fill his stomach, but now seeing such a big bowl, he immediately dismissed the idea and rejoiced that the Clinton family didn't have a small bowl.

Swallowing his saliva, he sprinkled pieces of leaf grass on the steamed eggs that were golden in color and exuded a fragrance. It smells delicious.Zhou Yu felt that his hungry face was distorted, but it was almost time for the second medicine feeding, so he could only put all the things on the tray robot, and then hurried upstairs, pushing away Cyril's room. Door.

The person on the bed had already woken up, his eyes rolled, as if waiting for him.Zhou Yu couldn't help but take his steps lightly and walked over slowly. After the pair of blue eyes noticed him, they turned around and landed on the bowls on the tray, and turned on the cups again. After a few laps, it finally landed on the egg bowl.

"That's my lunch," Zhou Yu sent the robot away. Thinking of his plan to chat earlier, he smiled and typed on the bare board, "It's too late, so I can only bring it and eat it."

While talking, he gestured to Cyril for the time, then adjusted the breathing aid, and put the cup on the table.

That's right, he just discovered that the inhalation aid can be extended automatically. Seeing that Cyril seemed to have discovered the effect of the potion and would not resist, Zhou Yu simply refused to feed it himself. He was so hungry. After singing and setting things up, I immediately held my own bowl, scooped up a spoonful of golden and smooth eggs, and wrapped them in one bite.

Three seconds later, his eyes were golden.

Cyril, who was "left out" by him, drank a few sips alone, feeling as if he missed being fed by the boy in the morning, and felt a little...unhappy that the boy didn't continue to feed him, and then looked at the intoxicated The young man suddenly changed his face, and a light board appeared in the air immediately. The look on Cyril's face at this moment was like a parent who found the child eating building blocks. He was anxious and nervous, but he still couldn't move. Inserting it in front of Zhou Yu, he almost choked on his mouthful when he was so close.

"what are you eating?"

Zhou Yu choked up: ...the polishing board is several times bigger than him, and it's so close, it's scary, what's the matter?What a big deal?

But he quickly came back to his senses, "Flame eggs."

Flaming eggs?

Cyril took a deep look at the big bowl in front of him, and always felt that it was very different from what he remembered. After sleeping for more than half a year, under the current situation of human beings in catastrophe...has there been improvement in diet?And this... can this kind of thing really be eaten?Before he had time to finish typing the question, there was a sudden sharp pain in his body.

Zhou Yu noticed the change in his expression, and understood that it was time, so he seized the time to grab two bites, then jumped off the seat and ran to Cyril with puffed cheeks, only to see that this time, Cyril seemed to be a bit prepared, his expression changed from After the initial severe pain passed, he got a little better, and he didn't faint like the first time. Although his eyes were still closed, he was clearly conscious.

Standing by the bed until he felt that Cyril was indeed used to this pain and was able to control it, Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows in surprise, and was even more surprised to find that this time The pressure from the black mist seemed to be much less.

Silently sighed for a moment that the so-called heroic physique of the whole people is really not covered. Those people have no basis for believing that his physique can win. Then they waited until they were sure that there was nothing unusual about Cyril, then moved a chair, leaned against the table and started eating. A bowl of cold eggs.

Making medicine is really time-consuming and labor-intensive work, feces lying on the table to help him withstand the force that harassed him from time to time, while Zhou Yu continued to work hard to make medicine, wiping himself sweat while doing it, Decided to find some new tools after finishing the weight for tomorrow!Otherwise, after ten days of tossing around, his hands would definitely be useless!

One was smashing medicine, the other was fighting with heaven and man in his body, and the room fell silent for a while.

After finally filling them cup by cup, Zhou Yu felt the pain from his fingers getting more and more intense. Finally, the stick in his hand was pulled hard, and a layer of skin was scratched instantly, and then the silver stick was crushed by Zhou Yu. Yu threw it on the plate with a reflexive "bang-dang---".

Seeing that the first knuckle of the index finger has been worn out, blood is oozing out.The skin of this hand is also tender, and it hurts terribly. The comparison between the blood and the fair skin can be said to be quite oozing.

Zhou Yu sucked it with his mouth, thinking a little self-deprecatingly, the pain should be gone after two more cocoons.Looking at the large empty cup in front of him, he frowned, took a deep breath, held the silver stick again, and decided to bear it for the time being.

But before he clenched it tightly, his arm was suddenly pulled gently by something---

Zhou Yu turned his head abruptly, and was shocked!Almost fell off the chair, and after stabilizing his body, he immediately turned his head to look at the three cups on the table. Fortunately, his cups were placed far away, so they were not affected by his big movement. He took a deep breath and patted With a thumping heart, he turned his head and looked at the culprit of all this---the tiger.

The huge tiger stood behind him, not much better than last time, but still majestic, sitting obediently behind him, like a huge big cat.

A pair of wet eyes stared at Zhou Yu, neither stepped forward nor retreated, looking at those blue pupils, somehow, Zhou Yu felt no fear.

He turned his head and looked at Cyril on the bed, confirming his conjecture that the relationship between the tiger and the admiral was indeed the same as that between him and the dung, but the tiger looked very listless, probably because of the influence of its master. Even so, Zhou Yu has been holding onto Zhou Yu to prevent him from making medicine. Although he can only be invisible for a while, but even so, such a behemoth is enough to make Zhou Yu unable to work properly. .

For the nth time, he slapped the tiger's big face down with a powerless slap. Zhou Yu pretended to be angry and said, "This is for treating your master's illness, and it's making trouble!"

The big tiger paused, as if he really understood, turned his head to look in the direction of his master.

Following its gaze, I saw Cyril lying on the bed with her eyes closed and her breathing calm.

Is this asleep?

His complexion was much better than when they first met. Zhou Yu was about to go up to have a look, but the tiger suddenly jumped in front of him, and hugged Zhou Yu's stomach with its large materialized face, preventing him from approaching.

Zhou Yu: ...

The author has something to say: It’s been a long time since I’ve been to the small theater~ I’m posting today Zhou Yu (staring at the tiger): Tell me!Why don't you let me pass!

Tiger (innocent): Oooohoo (It’s not that I don’t let it go, it’s my master who doesn’t let it go!

Zhou Yu (shifting the gunfire): Say it!Why don't you let me pass!

Cyril (looking down silently): My hand is bleeding.

Zhou Yu: ...Huh?

Cyril: ...

Zhou Yu:? ? ?

Cyril (looks up suddenly): Are you hungry?I brought back the special products of S Star.

Zhou Yu (both eyes are clear): Eat!

All are happy.

A certain melon: ...I feel like my son is fooling around...

Thank you Kongcheng sauce for the mines, okay =3=