Mr. Mo smells so good

The ingredients and medicinal materials were all delivered, and First Young Master Chu severely rejected Dr. Li's move to eat, took the things and closed the door directly.

Carrying several big bags into the house

"Look, this is your medicine and this is mine. You have three bags and I have one bag. Would you like to order one bag now or wait until after meals? Or order now, you go to bed early, and after meals I'm afraid it won't be finished."

Mo Yuhui also nodded, Chu Qing let him lean on the sofa, raised his hand only to find that there was no place to hang it

"The IV stand is in the bedroom."

Chu Qing went to the bedroom, found the infusion stand, moved it out, adjusted the height, and covered the man's legs with a blanket, then tore open the medical packaging bag, and skillfully gave the man the needle.

"Okay, you can watch TV for a while, I'm going to cook."

The two of them had a clear division of labor, Chu Qing was cooking, and this man was infusing fluids and watching the news, but although the TV was on, Mo Yuhui's eyes kept looking at the busy man in the kitchen.

He lived in this house for a while before he left office, but no matter whether it was five years ago or this time he moved back, this elegantly decorated and well-equipped kitchen seems to have never played his role. Even if he lived, he lacked some popularity.

But at this moment, the kitchen was clanging and clanging, and the smell of chopped green onions could be vaguely smelled, and it was immediately full of smoke and fire.

Chu Qing is very particular about the ingredients. This black-bone chicken is indeed freshly killed, and the internal organs have been cleaned up. Yes, the chef of this hotel is very particular. He turned his attention to the pile of herbs brought by Li Jing. He took out one by one, turned around and glanced at the people sitting outside the kitchen, put down the things in his hand and walked into the house.

"what happened?"

"Put out your hand."

Mo Yuhui didn't know, so he stretched out the hand that didn't have the infusion, and Chu Qing sat beside him, with one hand under his hand, and the fingertips of the other hand resting on his pulse wrist, his brows became more and more intense. The wrinkles became tighter, and finally withdrew his hands and raised his head to look at the man and said angrily

"How have you been living for the past half month? Are you not full enough to eat and warm? Your energy and blood are worse than before. You must drink two bowls of chicken soup today."

Mo Yuhui's request to him was a little funny

"Maybe it's because I've been busy recently and haven't slept well. It's okay, just take a rest."

"If you can recover just by resting, what do you need a doctor for? I'm not very proficient in Chinese medicine. It's okay to make a medicinal diet, medicine packs, etc., but you have many problems. I don't dare to prescribe medicine lightly. I know a Chinese medicine doctor. Old doctor, in a few days I will take you to have a look and let him adjust it for you."

After all, Chu Qing does not focus on Chinese medicine, at most he can be regarded as a half-way monk. It is no problem to prescribe a medicine for a simple illness, but Mo Yuhui has too many illnesses, and there are many taboos and restrictions on medication. Last time, he gave this He vomited from drinking, and this time he didn't dare to prescribe medicine rashly.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard about Mo Yuhui, an old Chinese doctor, he began to show embarrassment. This person rarely showed such obvious reluctance on his face, which made Chu Qing laugh a little

"Actually, if you're used to drinking traditional Chinese medicine, it's not that bitter. Besides, you'll feel much better after the system adjusts your body."

Perhaps Mo Yuhui would not "compromise" so quickly when dealing with traditional Chinese medicine. Seeing that he was silent, Chu Qing continued to speak, this time with a doctor's own majesty in his tone

"During this period of time, you have taken painkillers and other immediate medicines, right?"

The tone was firm and resolute, and a trace of dissatisfaction could be heard. Sure enough, Mo Yuhui raised his head immediately after hearing this, with a rare look of doubt in his eyes. What did Li Jing say to him?No, Li Jing doesn't know how many painkillers he usually takes.

Chu Qing knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression

"The Liver Meridian is still stagnant than before. It is obvious that we have taken too much medicine that is not beneficial. Although Western medicine is faster than traditional Chinese medicine, it can treat the symptoms but not the root cause. You still have to let me hug the thigh for a long time, so we have to choose The correct treatment method, are you right?"

After all this talk, reasoning and coaxing finally made the man nod his head.

"That's right, baby, I'm going to make herbal chicken. Your body is too weak to take traditional Chinese medicine, so you have to use ingredients to adjust it first."

After saying that Dr. Chu was humming a song to be a chicken, he ordered Mo Yuhui, who was full of helplessness.

When Chu Qing's chicken came out of the pot, Mo Yuhui had just finished ordering the first bottle of medicine. Chu Qing pulled out the needle for him and helped him to the dining table.

"Since when did you have this craft? It smells so good."

Before sitting down, Mo Yuhui smiled and praised him

"When will my skills fail? This is called normal performance."

After serving this man a bowl of soup, Chu Qing went to bring up the fried vegetables.

Mo Yuhui glanced at the casserole. He clearly smelled a medicinal smell, but in the chicken soup, apart from the chicken, there were only a few Cordyceps flowers floating on it.

"Xiaoqing, don't you put medicinal ingredients in this soup?"

Mo Yuhui curiously asked the person opposite

"Of course I let it go, where do you think it is?"

Mo Yuhui looked down again, only then realized something was wrong

"You put the medicinal materials into the chicken belly?"

"Yes, this medicinal material is mainly for nourishing blood and nourishing qi, but you are so deficient in both qi and blood, I was afraid that if you put it in the soup directly, your deficiency would not be replenished, so I sewed it into the belly of the chicken, so that the effect of the medicine will come out. As for being so strong."

The eyes of the young man who said this seemed to be full of stars, and Mo Yuhui really felt his intentions. This meal was indeed more than usual.

"Don't lie down, go to the living room and sit for a while to digest and digest."

After the meal, Chu Qing talked and cleaned up the dishes. The retired old man obediently went to the living room to digest his food. Mo Yuhui still had two bags of medicine left to order. He happened to be ordering while watching the news after the meal, but Chu Qing himself went out. little situation.

He is very sneaky when he gets needles for others, but not for himself. Mo Yuhui couldn't bear to see that he still didn't get the needles four times.

"Why don't you ask Li Jing to come over, you'll be ruined like this."

There is no lack of distress and worry in the man's tone

"Don't, call him because of this, that kid will die laughing, it's okay, this is where it is, when we were in school, our classmates practiced with each other, and a buddy tied my hands into a sieve to succeed."

Chu Qing's tone was nonchalant, such a small needle hole didn't hurt much after a few more needles, and finally he succeeded in the fifth needle.

Mo Yuhui was watching the news, and Chu Qing was pretending to be sitting on the side, but all he could think about was that it was already past seven o'clock, and he was about to go to bed. Why would he not sleep in the guest room and sleep directly in the big bedroom of the master bedroom? on the bed?

The author says:

Think about Chu Gouzi pricking himself with needles one after another, Mr. Mo looks distressed and helpless, haha

Chu Gouzi's homework tonight is 108 reasons to climb the bed