"Good." Jiang Yue ran to the door.

The knock continued, "Jiang Yue, it's me!"

It sounds like Zhang Ximing's voice.

Jiang Yue's eyes flashed and whispered, "you've got the wrong person. There's no Jiang Yue in this family."

Zhang Ximing chuckled outside the door. "Of course, there is no Jiang Yue. Jiang Yue's family lives in Shuangyang community." Familiar with psychology, he soon guessed what Jiang Yue was on guard against.

Jiang Yue was sure it was Zhang Ximing, so he opened the door carefully.

Outside, it's really Zhang Ximing.

When Zhang Ximing came in, he not only carried his schoolbag, but also a pile of fruit in his hand.

"How is Liu Qin?"

"Not bad." Ginger more stuffy way.

Zhang Ximing was stunned, "what's the matter with you? What's the tone? What about Yao Xianglin? "

Jiang turned his head and said nothing.

Zhang Ximing guessed something and sighed helplessly, "forget it, I'll just stay. Go back."

The more relieved Jiang was, "OK." Said, to the room and Liu Qin said hello and left.

Jiang Yue left, and Liu Qin, who was lying on the bed, began to be nervous - she and Zhang Ximing were the only two people in the whole house!

2 People!

Individual!

People!



What should I do? After a while, will Zhang Ximing taunt her, make trouble for her, and give her problems? After all, he forced a kiss in the morning.

Therefore, a knife at the beginning of the word "lust" and the lust for men will be rewarded one day.

The more worried he was, the more worried he was. Liu Qin was worried.

However, to Liu Qin's surprise, Zhang Ximing didn't enter her room. It was so quiet outside that he didn't know what he was doing.

After waiting for a while, Liu Qin finally couldn't bear his curiosity. He got up with difficulty and went out with his head heavy.

Out of the door, Liu Qin found Zhang Ximing in the kitchen.

Zhang Ximing acutely found, "what do you come out to do? Go back and lie down

Liu Qin just doesn't listen to him, "I come out to see what you are busy with." Then he went over.

Zhang Ximing is going to drag Liu Qin back to his room.

"I don't want to lie down. I want to see what you're doing." I feel dizzy and dizzy, and even my hearing is not easy to use.

In fact, Zhang Ximing also wanted Liu Qin by his side, so he convinced himself that it was not a good thing for the patient to lie down for a long time. He simply moved a chair to the kitchen door and helped Liu Qin sit down.

As soon as he got close to the kitchen, Liu Qin smelled a strong smell of ginger. At that time, he cried out, "you... Don't you want to boil ginger soup?"

"Yes." Zhang Ximing went back to the kitchen and continued to cut ginger.

Liu Qin said, "come on, it's so old. Don't play when you're sick. Medical treatment is so developed, there are oral medicine and suspension bottles. What do you do with ginger soup? "

"You can't throw away the things handed down by your ancestors."

"..." Liu Qin was angry and laughed, "because of this strange reason, he forced me to drink ginger soup, no matter it's easy to use or not?"

Zhang Ximing threw the ginger slices into the pot, added water and brown sugar, lit the fire, and made sure that they were ready to cook. Then he came to Liu Qin and solemnly explained, "China has a history of thousands of years, and Chinese medicine has a history of thousands of years. Is it because Western medicine has been certified that Chinese medicine has been abandoned? Traditional Chinese medicine is experiential medicine. In other words, it is the experience handed down from generation to generation. All generations have been useful, so you have to deny it? "

"..." Liu Qin.

Zhang Ximing suddenly gave a strange smile, "you are afraid of drinking ginger soup."

Liu Qin was silent.

Zhang Ximing has confirmed, "just now I felt strange. According to my understanding of you, even if I saw ginger soup, it would not stop me. It's a big deal to be a warm drink. You've reasoned with me again and again, only to say that you're afraid of ginger soup. "

"Who is not afraid?" Liu Qin finally admitted, "please, ask the students in the class, how many people are willing to drink spicy and difficult ginger soup? Everyone else is human, can't I be human? People can hate drinking ginger soup. Why can't I? "

"I didn't say you can't hate it, but even if you hate it, you have to drink it." Zhang Ximing's voice is gentle, but his tone is firm.

Liu Qin almost cried, "please, I'm sick already very hard, you still add insult to injury?"

"I hate ginger syrup, too." Zhang Ximing frowned slightly. "If you don't believe me, you can ask Xianglin tomorrow. As long as I see ginger soup, I feel like vomiting. When I was a child, my father often cooked ginger soup for me to drink. Every time it was a painful memory. "

"Since you hate it, why do you force me to drink it?"

"Because every time I drink it, it works."

"..." this reason is impeccable, even Liu Qin does not know what language to use to refute.

Liu Qin lowered his eyes and murmured, "what you said is reasonable. How can it be hard to drink? If you cure your fever and cold earlier, you can go to school one day earlier. You can't delay class by taking advantage of your illness. "

Zhang Ximing can't laugh or cry, "you have a fever to more than 39 degrees. It's not called delaying class by taking advantage of illness."

"I think this is to delay class by taking advantage of illness," Liu Qin struggled to get up. "I'll go back to read for a while."

"I'll be with you." Zhang Ximing said, "I'll read with you now, and I'll drink ginger soup with you later."

"Eh?"

Zhang Ximing chuckled, "idiot, think back, what was I doing when you were frozen in the morning?"

"You're freezing, too."

"Yes, so I feel dizzy today, and now I have a tight throat."

Liu Qin was worried, "this is a cold precursor! Take your medicine

Zhang Ximing nodded, "don't worry, I bought medicine, in my schoolbag, but for me, ginger soup is better than western medicine."

Liu Qin relieved, "we will drink ginger soup together later." Suddenly found that ginger soup is not so bad.

"Good."

So they went back to Liu Qin's room.

Liu Qin is sitting on the bed, and Zhang Ximing is sitting at his desk. Each of them takes a book to read.

The room was quiet, and they seemed to be absorbed in it - of course, just as if!

Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Ximing put down his book and went out of the room to see the ginger soup. Liu Qin took advantage of Zhang Ximing's absence to breathe.

I'm so nervous. Two people are in the same room. It's strange that she can read books!

Shaoqing, Zhang Ximing back, "another small fire boil ten minutes."

"Good." Liu Qin continued to read.

For the first time, I found that reading was such a difficult thing. Suddenly, I was considerate of Yao Xianglin.

ten minutes.

Nine minutes.

Eight minutes.

Seven minutes.

Six minutes.

Liu Qin secretly read the alarm clock on the desk with the corner of his eye. How can time pass so slowly? How can Zhang Ximing read books? Isn't he embarrassed? I can't beat you for being so absorbed!

But what can we do? Keep going.

Five Minutes.

Four minutes.

Three minutes.

Two minutes.

One minute and fifty seconds.

One minute and thirty seconds.

One minute and ten seconds.

One Minute.

Liu Qin couldn't help it any longer, "is the ginger soup ready? Bring it. I'll have it

"OK, just a moment." Zhang Ximing put down his book, got up and left the room.

What Liu Qin didn't know was that when Zhang Ximing came out of the room, he changed his face and said, "don't you want to drink ginger soup? Ha ha, now let you beg to drink. "