Imperial National Treasure Class Medicinal Chef [Live]

At the end of the fifth period, everyone went back to the hotel to pack up their things and leave. Some people will stay until tomorrow. Zuo Qiuling is on the Emperor Star side. He was not in a hurry. He followed Jian Zimo back to his hotel room and was still chatting about medicinal food. I asked if I could follow him to visit him this week.

Jian Zimo welcomed him, only Zuo Qiuyan was unhappy, but he didn't stop him. His strong sense of control over Jian Zimo disappeared a lot. I don't know if it was because he ate wild rice and Liao ginseng or because it had been a long time.

Back in the hotel room, Jian Zimo remembered the matter of the master bedroom when he entered the room to pack his things.

"Zhang Xu, have you dealt with the matter in that room?" Jian Zimo came out of the bedroom again.

"No, I didn't call the service staff because I was afraid of disturbing you in the morning." Afterwards they went to participate in the competition, Zhang continued: "I'll let them come here now to count the loss!"

"Well, let's see how much we have to pay." Jian Zimo said, hoping that the other party would stop scolding.

"What's wrong?" Zuo Qiuling asked curiously while listening to their conversation.

"Accidentally, I smashed a lot of things," Jian Zimo said with a smile: "You sit casually, and I will pack up first. Didn't you mean to go back with me? You don't pack up?"

"I asked my assistant to collect it, and I'll deliver it later." Zuo Qiuling smiled, sat on the sofa, facing Zuo Qiuyan, who was looking at him coldly, Zuo Qiuling smiled: "Aren't you going to pack your things? "

Zuo Qiuyan turned his face away and looked out the window.

Zuo Qiuling didn't mind.

The hotel manager came over quickly, and was dumbfounded to hear that the guest asked him to calculate the loss. Why did the hotel smash the room after staying for one night?However, when the guest came to the room, what he saw was a pile of debris that looked like it had been bombed. It was obviously not smashed. This must be someone's mania that broke out.

"This, you guys, this matter has to be reported." The hotel manager said awkwardly. There are many people in the empire suffering from mania, but it is no easy matter for mania to break out to this class. The severity should be monitored.

"No need." Zhang Xu refused, just about to say something, saw Zuo Qiuling there, and walked out with his arms around the manager's shoulder.

Zuo Qiuling didn't care about Zhang Xu's vigilance against him, he stood up and walked to the open master bedroom, leaning against the edge of the door and whistling twice.

Zhang Xu came back soon, this time the manager didn't say anything, but seriously calculated the loss, and took people away after Zhang Xu paid the money.

There wasn't much luggage, Jian Zimo's things were put together with Zuo Qiuyan's, while Zhang Xu's things were always put away, so he could just drag his luggage and leave.But because Zuo Qiuling's things didn't arrive, everyone waited for a while, and then saw his assistant dragging five boxes of things over.

Jian Zimo: "..."

"Hahaha, I have a lot of things. By the way, Jianjian, do you have a place to live?" Zuo Qiuling asked, following Jian Zimo with his hands behind his back.

"Only the staff dormitory." Jian Zimo glanced at the two former chef assistants who followed Zuo Qiuling, no, they are assistants now.There were three people in total, and he really couldn't find a place for them to sleep except the staff dormitory.

If he was in a single room, he could give up a room. He went to sleep in the holy hand hall, but he slept with Zuo Qiuyan, so he definitely couldn't give up the bed. As for why, Jian Zimo just didn't like it, there was no reason .

It is even more impossible for the three of them to be arranged in the Holy Hand Hall, which is the house of Mr. Liu. Mr. Liu said that he can live in it, but it does not mean that he has the right to give the room to others.

"Staff dormitory is also fine, I have no problem," Zuo Qiuling said casually, "But at least a single room!"

"No problem." Jian Zimo replied.

The six people were talking, and quickly boarded the suspension car. It was already past seven o'clock when they returned to the Holy Hand Hall. Jian Zimo stopped cooking and went to eat next door.

Ouyang Jing was very surprised that Jian Zimo brought Zuo Qiuling back, and they knew each other.

"I just said, Jingjing, where have you been? It turns out that you are here with Jianjian. What a pity. If I knew you were here, maybe I would have known Jianjian earlier." Zuo Qiuling changed his mind about Jian Zimo again from the bottom of his heart. Here is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!

"It's not too late to get to know each other now." Ouyang Jing and Zuo Qiuling met on various occasions in Dixing. If you say they are familiar, it's not like making an appointment for dinner. There was an idea of ​​matching, but was rejected by both of them at the same time.

Jian Zimo felt that since the two knew each other, the week Zuo Qiuling came to play would be handed over to Ouyang Jing.

"Aren't you going to play with me?" Zuo Qiuling pretended to be injured, looking pitifully at Jian Zimo.

"I'm too busy, I have to go to the construction site tomorrow."

"Then I'll go with you, look around, and promise to learn something by your side."

"It's fine if you want, it's too late, go to rest first, you still have to pack your things!" Seeing that Zuo Qiuyan hadn't spoken since Zuo Qiuling appeared, Jian Zimo was a little worried about Zuo Qiuyan. The pain intensified, so he thought about sending Zuo Qiuling away: "Xiaojing, get off work now and take them to the dormitory."

"No problem!" Ouyang Jing gestured.

Jian Zimo was rude to Zuo Qiuling, and dragged Zuo Qiuyan up to the second floor.

"Your boss, have you always accommodated him like this?" Zuo Qiuling asked with his chin propped up, his eyes fixed on the place where the two people's backs disappeared.

"Ah, you said the big boss, yes, hehe, the boss really dotes on him." Ouyang Jing smiled strangely, those two people don't know what's going on with them yet, but they have to figure out this kind of thing by themselves I understand, "Can you go away!"

"Go!" Zuo Qiuling stood up, followed Ouyang Jing out, and then asked, "How long has Zuo Qiuyan been here?"

"Huh? Zuo Qiuyan? His name is Zuo Yan!" Ouyang Jing looked back at Zuo Qiuling strangely.

"I'm going to tell you all my surnames. There is no way. Who told us that the first letter of our surnames is the same," Zuo Qiuling said innocently, and then asked, "How long has he been here?"

"I don't know, I was here when I came here, why are you asking this?"

"Nothing, just ask casually."

The two walked farther and farther until their backs disappeared into the night.

Jian Zimo pulled Zuo Qiuyan upstairs, put his hand on his mouth, and carefully felt his pulse.His expression was slightly heavy, although the pulse condition was not as strong as last night, it was not as calm as usual.

Jian Zimo checked his pulse for a while before he said, "I'm going to the construction site tomorrow, and I'll take you to the hospital for a mental health check the day after tomorrow."

"This, it's still not good!" Zhang Xu watched Jian Zimo pull him up before, and he was worried for a while and followed him. He didn't expect Jian Zimo to make such a request.

The mental examinations and reports of the royal family members are all top secret, so how can they be leaked to the outside world.

"Why not?" Jian Zimo glanced at the chapter and then turned his eyes back to Zuo Qiuyan, seeing him leaning on the sofa with half-closed eyes motionless, worried that he reached out to touch his forehead and felt cold sweat.

What kind of pain does it look like to break out in a cold sweat?But this man could bear it, he didn't say a word, and his expression didn't change.

"Here, Boss, you've met the Big Boss' brother, what do you think!" Zhang Xu replied, feeling a little anxious that he couldn't directly reveal Zuo Qiuyan's identity.

Jian Zimo frowned, suddenly a little unhappy in his heart, they have been together for so long, why can't he know Yan Yan's identity?

"Zuoqiuyan, the royal family of Zuoqiu, didn't you even think about it?" A low voice came, and the person who had closed his eyes just now opened his eyes and looked at him quietly.It was clear and clean, but like a thousand-year-old glacier, so cold that there was no temperature. He stretched out his hand and poked Jian Zimo's cheek: "What a fool."

Jian Zimo: "..."

Chapter continued: "..."

What's the matter with being nervous and relieved?

Does this show that the identity is really good?

"Zuo Qiuling's surname is also Zuoqiu. Doesn't that mean there are many royal families? Which way are you?" Jian Zimo said viciously, pinching Zuo Qiuyan's face and pulling him.

Why does this man keep poking his face?

"Hehe, the right way." Zuo Qiuyan smiled, but he had no intention of Zuo Qiuling in his heart, what kind of royal family was a Yuan family who came up hard.

Jian Zimo pondered, brainstormed for a while, and then asked: "Your Highness?"

"En! Be good!" Zuo Qiuyan patted Jian Zimo's head and closed his eyes again.

This time, I don't know if it's because of the severe pain, but my face twitched slightly, and my face turned so pale that it was frightening.

"This won't work. I'll go down and make some medicine for you. You go back to bed and lie down first." Jian Zimo pulled him up and pushed him into the room. His identity doesn't matter now, and we'll talk about these things later.

However, when Zuoqiuyan was lying down, he pulled Jian Zimo down who was about to stand up, causing Jian Zimo to cry out in shock, and fell on Zuoqiuyan. Hugged tightly.

"Don't move, let me give you a hug." Zuoqiu Yanwei said in a painful voice, Jian Zimo was startled, and wanted to see his situation, but was firmly held down, only to hear the other party say: "You can let me I'll ease the pain, don't move."

His voice was annoyed.

Jian Zimo was stunned for a moment, and felt very strange again: "I'm not an anesthetic, you still have to take medicine."

Jian Zimo has been studying mania for several months, and he still has some experience. If a big cure is not enough, a small cure is still sure to relieve Zuo Qiuyan's pain.

"En!" Zuo Qiuyan responded, but did not let go.

Because of the pain, the King Snake huddled in Zuo Qiuyan's mental body and remained motionless. Feeling the little master's breath, he immediately crawled out, became smaller, and crawled into his chest to lie quietly.

Jian Zimo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, what was Xiao Hei doing, his cold body was lying in a small circle on his heart, it felt weird.

However, seeing Zuo Qiuyan speak so seriously, Jian Zimo didn't move, and lay quietly. After about half an hour, he felt Zuo Qiuyan's hand loosen and crawled out.Holding his wrist to check his pulse, he felt much calmer.

Jian Zimo just got up and left the room, but when he went down the stairs, he suddenly found that Xiao Hei was still hanging on his chest, lowering his head, Jian Zimo was speechless, how did it stick to him?

Jian Zimo pulled Xiao Hei down and put it on his wrist. Xiao Hei, who was so painful that he didn't want to move, didn't struggle, but wrapped himself up and remained motionless.

The medicinal materials in the medicinal food room are all edible, and there is a lack of medicinal materials that Jian Zimo needs, so he turned around and went to the Holy Hand Hall, collected all the medicinal materials, went into the kitchen to boil the medicine, and boiled half a bowl at almost twelve o'clock in the evening, and brought it back. In the room on the second floor of the medicinal food room, Zuo Qiuyan had already fallen asleep peacefully.

His face was still pale and bloodless, and he looked very obedient lying on the bed. His mind recalled that the audience in the live broadcast room occasionally talked about the past of His Highness the Third Highness, and his chest felt tight.

What is this man's past?

How did he come here again?

Why did you come again?

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