embarrassment for man and wife

Hong'er's body needs to rest. Regarding this matter, the Chess King didn't say much, but the look of disdain on his brows was obvious. Regarding the identity of the Chess King, Zhuohua naturally didn't dare to say anything to him, but he had some vague feelings in private. It was uncomfortable, but I didn't say much.

On the bed, Hong'er took the medicine and fell asleep in a daze. Because of the bumpy journey for many days, Hong'er was still sick at night. Zhuo Hua originally wanted to take care of Hong'er here, but the quilt denied it. After rushing back to the room, Ziqing took care of Hong'er here. The sick Hong'er, just like his name, has red cheeks, like an apple, so red that it can drip water.

Looking at Hong'er's face, Ziqing sighed softly, thinking of what Lianying did to Zhuohua back then, Ziqing couldn't help but secretly exhaled, fortunately... fortunately Hong'er is still young, if not... Halal is afraid that Lian Ying will not even let the youngest brother off...

"Hmm..." On the bed, Hong'er groaned, and when she opened her eyes in a daze, she found Ziqing's face was very gloomy, and she was taken aback immediately: "Second brother...you...you What's wrong?……".

"Huh? Ah, it's all right." Ziqing hurriedly stretched out her hand and gently stroked Hong'er's head: "Why did you wake up suddenly? But you feel uncomfortable?".

Hong'er nodded: "I feel uncomfortable in my stomach, I feel like vomiting."

Ziqing hurriedly brought over the spittoon, and just as she put it down, Hong'er couldn't help lying on the bedside and vomited.Seeing Hong'er like this, Ziqing felt sorry for her, but felt helpless.

Here at Hong'er, Ziqing didn't feel like resting because of Hong'er, and after Zhuo Hua returned to the room, he tossed and turned because he was worried about Hong'er.

Is there any way to protect Hong'er from the bumpy carriage and not get sick?

Zhuohua was thinking hard, and he didn't know what he thought of, his eyes suddenly lit up, he turned over suddenly, got up, opened the door and rushed out, and as a result... just two steps away, he bumped into someone in the corridor!

Zhuohua was stunned for a moment, the body that was about to fall was also grabbed by someone and slammed forward, but in the end it was lying on the chest of the opponent, Zhuohua was suddenly angry, his cheeks were swollen and wrinkled He frowned and was about to attack, but he didn't want to see this, but was surprised.

"Xie Junnan? Why are you here?".

Xie Junnan sighed softly, he let go of his arms around Zhuohua, and took two steps back: "What are you doing so recklessly in the middle of the night? It's a good thing that you bumped into me. If someone else, I'm afraid you This time, there will be no good fruit to eat."

Zhuo Hua was taken aback, thinking carefully that he was indeed reckless, he smiled guiltyly, and said: "I just suddenly thought of a prescription, maybe it can make Hong'er feel better, so she won't suffer from the bumps of the carriage, so Just... a little anxious."

Xie Junnan was slightly surprised: "Fang Zi? What kind of Fang Zi?".

Zhuo Hua opened his mouth, and was about to speak, but suddenly said: "Let's talk to you after I go to the kitchen to fix things for Hong'er."

Xie Junnan said lightly, "I don't feel much sleepy tonight, so I'll go with you."

Zhuo Hua grinned at him, and then they both went to the kitchen together.

The kitchen of the inn is usually empty after nightfall, so if the guests want to add a snack at night, they have to cook it by themselves.

In the kitchen, the light was dim, although Xie Junnan followed, but the pampered young master couldn't do anything, the only thing he could do was follow behind Zhuohua and watch him busy.

Zhuohua is also really busy, he doesn't have time to pay attention to Xie Junnan right now, he just keeps getting things for Hong'er, but... the medicinal materials used by Zhuohua are actually not precious that can be seen everywhere in the kitchen Ingredients.

Xie Junnan looked suspicious and couldn't help asking: "What exactly are you frying?".

"This, this is called ginger tea soup. It is most effective for people who are bumpy on the road. I will give Hong'er some of this to try in the past two days. Maybe it will make him feel better on the road."

Xie Junnan nodded slightly, and asked again: "Oh? Doesn't your ginger tea soup have the effect of sweating, relieving the surface, warming the lungs and relieving cough? How can it...cure this?".

Zhuohua smiled, picked up a spoon and stirred carefully in the pot: "There are actually many kinds of ginger tea, and of course their effects are different. I don't know what the other ginger teas are, but this one I made It's not ginger tea, it's ginger tea soup."

Xie Junnan approached the fire, and sniffed the white gas coming out of the pot, "Oh? Then I wonder what's the difference between your ginger tea soup and other ginger teas?".

Zhuo Hua looked up at him, smiling so much that his eyes turned into crescents: "This is what Mr. Chen taught me before, saying that adding some things to ginger tea can relieve the fatigue of the road, especially the pain of the bumpy carriage."

"Mr. Chen? Who is it?".

"It's an old doctor, it seems to be called Chen Chuang, um, yes, it's Chen Chuang."

"Chen Chuang..." Xie Junnan murmured these two words softly, and then the surprise in his eyes suddenly appeared, as fast as a meteor flashed by, and he lowered his eyes slightly, Xie Junnan wiped the light from his eyes, and said with a smile: "Smell It smells good and is quite fragrant.”

Zhuo Hua smiled and said: "Then you want to try it?".

Xie Junnan took a bowl very naturally, and served it silently.

Zhuo Hua looked at it, and was amused by Xie Junnan's flattering appearance again: "Seeing how pitiful you are, I will give you a... spoon!".

"A spoonful?" Xie Junnan raised his eyebrows.

Zhuohua coughed lightly, and said apologetically, "I haven't done much in the first place, if I give you a bowl, there will be no Hong'er."

Thinking of Hong'er...

Xie Junnan sighed inwardly, as an adult, it is indeed difficult for him to compete with a child for food, let alone a sick child?

Shaking his head slightly, Xie Junnan could only make do and taste the spoonful that Zhuohua rewarded him.

Ginger tea soup, when you eat it, it is a bit like porridge, with a light ginger taste, neither offensive nor tasteless, and... what else can Xie Junnan taste, but after swallowing, Only then did I feel that there was an indescribable fragrance between my mouth and mouth... Ginger tea soup, Xie Junnan pursed his lips and smiled, and lightly licked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue...

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When Zhuohua went to Hong'er's room with the ginger tea soup, Hong'er had just vomited not long ago, and she was lying limp on the bedside. Seeing Zhuohua come in, Ziqing was still a little displeased: "I don't want you to go back and rest. Did you? What do you..." Halfway through speaking, Ziqing was stunned, and he saw clearly what Zhuohua was holding in his hand.

Zhuo Hua walked to the bed, put down the soup bowl, and said, "I just suddenly remembered that I heard a prescription before. This prescription might make Hong'er feel better, so I went to the kitchen and got it for him." .

Hong'er was lying on the bedside, looking at Zhuohua weakly: "Third Brother..."

Ziqing was surprised: "Prescription? What prescription?".

Zhuo Hua said: "It's not a prescription, it's just a prescription, after taking it, it can make Hong'er feel better." Zhuo Hua touched Hong'er's head, seeing that although his face was flushed, but luckily he didn't have a fever, Zhuo Hua Heaved a sigh of relief, helped Hong'er up, and handed over the soup bowl: "This is what I just made, after you eat it, rest well, and if you feel better tomorrow, I'll make it for you at lunch." Some".

Hong'er frowned: "But Third Brother...I...don't want to eat right now."

Zhuo Hua coaxed him: "If you don't want to eat, you have to eat it. Maybe you will be better tomorrow after eating it. If you eat it and it's still the same tomorrow, then I won't make it for you, okay?".

After hearing this, Hong'er nodded after a short while.

Seeing Hong'er like this, Ziqing sighed softly, simply took the bowl, fed Hong'er ginger tea soup, and at the same time didn't tell Zhuohua: "Hong'er has me here, go to sleep, stay here for a while. It's almost dawn."

Zhuo Hua nodded, and told Hong'er to sleep after eating, then got up and went out, when he opened the door, he saw Xie Junnan standing outside the door, as if he was waiting here specially.

Zhuohua was surprised: "Why haven't you gone to rest yet?".

"I’m waiting for you".

Zhuo Hua was startled.

Xie Junnan glanced at the door: "Is Hong'er feeling better?".

"It's still the same. When I went in, there was still a spittoon under the head of the bed. I'm afraid I couldn't hold it anymore and vomited."

Xie Junnan frowned slightly, he raised his hand and rubbed Zhuohua's head: "Take a rest for two days, if Hong'er is still not well, then we will wait for him to recover before we go on the road."

Originally, Zhuo Hua was afraid that this would delay his schedule, but... after thinking about it, Zhuo Hua could only nod his head.

He was secretly worried about Hong'er's body, but he didn't notice at all that Xie Junnan's movements were so smooth and natural...