Chapter 449： One foot tall?

Chapter 449 One foot taller?

"You lie on your stomach, and I'll have someone deliver the food. You're injured, so it's better not to move."

"Uncle, my injury is not serious, really not serious, it's just a little swollen."

Eating on the bed, she really doesn't like it, it will make her feel like a useless person.

"Jojo, are you disobedient?"

Joy: "..."

It's this expression, this gentle and shameless tone of reproach, she really can't bear to refuse.

Jiu'er looked at Qiao Yi sympathetically, and then followed her out of the room.

Looking at the room that was still busy just now, she was the only one left now, which made Qiaoyi feel like a poor doll who was abandoned.

The **** was a little swollen, and Joey couldn't sit still, so he just lay on his stomach.

Taking out the paper and pen from the space, Joey continued to draw a draft of the clothes.

As for the things that need to be recited and watched in the scientific examination, sorry, she doesn't know what to watch at all.

Let her read all those difficult books, it would be better to let her hit the wall.

So Joey decided to let everything go with the flow.

The big deal is to act on the spot, she feels that her ability to act on the spot is quite strong.

Qiao Yi drew about a picture, and Jiu'er came back with the Su family brothers.

"My wife, it's time to eat."

Jiu'er came to Qiao Yi's bed, picked up the bowl from the tray in Su Zimo's hand, and was about to feed Qiao Yi.

"I'll come by myself, and I'm not terminally ill. You don't even let me eat by myself. It will make me feel as if my time is numbered."

Jiu'er: "..."

It was the first time he saw someone cursing himself like this.

"My wife, next time you can't say such unlucky things."

Jiu'er said with some complaints.

These mouths are full of good spirits and not evil spirits, so it is better not to say such things.

"Then let me eat by myself."

"OK then."

Jiu Er nodded, first took away the paper in front of Qiao Yi, and then handed the bowl and chopsticks to Qiao Yi.

After Qiao Yi finished eating, he stayed for a while, and Ye Lingxuan came in with a bowl of dark soup.

"Jojo has taken medicine."

"Yeah, Jiuer, are you ready?"

Qiao Yi looked at the decoction in front of him as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Ready."

Jiu'er nodded.

Qiao Yi took the decoction from Ye Lingxuan's hand after hearing the words, pinched his nose with one hand and held the bowl in the other, and drank it all in one gulp.

At this time, Jiu'er quickly stuffed something into Qiao Yi's mouth.

When there was a hint of sweetness in his mouth, Joey's frowning brows relaxed.

She hates the unpleasant taste of traditional Chinese medicine.

It is okay to drink medicine, but there must be sugar, otherwise she will probably vomit.

I don't know if it's the effect of the medicine. After taking the medicine, Joey feels a little drowsy.

Then she became more and more sleepy, and she didn't even hear what Ye Lingxuan said, so she just fell asleep.

The next day, Joey woke up to the sound of a child crying.

After moving my body, the pain is no longer so painful.

Actually, King Wen didn’t beat it hard, but Qiao Yi’s meat was too tender.

But because of the medicine and the time of the night, the swelling has disappeared.

There was movement from Qiao Yi's side, and Su Ziye came over.

"Master, are you hungry?"

"Um."

Qiaoyi nodded. After washing up, Su Ziye brought a bowl of porridge with a strange color.

"this is?"

Qiao Yi raised her eyebrows. It was obvious that this porridge was made by a novice.

The color is a bit dark, and the taste is a bit mushy.

Who made this porridge?

"The old master and Jiu'er cooked the porridge together in the morning."

Speaking of making porridge, the corners of Su Ziye's mouth couldn't help twitching.

Just such a pot of porridge, the whole kitchen suffered. Now he only hopes that the group of people can clean up the kitchen before lunch, otherwise he thinks he will be hungry.

There are several kitchens in Lingxiange, but those two are almost all overwhelmed.

It’s okay to say, it can be cleaned up, and it can still be used after cleaning up.

But the burned ones can only be rebuilt.

Building a kitchen is estimated to take less than ten and a half months. After all, every corner of Lingxiang Pavilion has been carefully designed, and it is not as easy to repair as ordinary houses.

Of course, these words were only said by Su Ziye in his heart. He thought it was better not to tell the master, otherwise the master would definitely not be able to lie down on this bed.

When Qiao Yi heard that the porridge was made by Uncle Beauty and Jiu'er, the first thing she thought about was not whether the porridge was delicious, but whether the kitchen was still usable?

Could it be unusable, and then a bunch of people are rushing to repair it?

After taking the porridge, Qiao Yi slowly brought the porridge to his mouth, then took a deep breath, then poured it down hard, and then downed a bowl of porridge.

Sue cotyledons:"…"

Is this drinking porridge?

Drinking medicine is not so enjoyable, is it?

"Master, here is another dish."

At this moment, Su Ziye took out a plate again and put it in front of Qiao Yi.

Joy: "..."

Why didn't you say it earlier?

This porridge can be swallowed in one go, but how to eat this dish?

It was a dark plate, and it was impossible to tell what the dish was made of.

"Can I stop eating?"

Joy asked in a low voice.

Su Ziye was very considerate. He didn't say if it was okay, but told how hard Ye Lingxuan and Jiu'er had been.

The meaning is obvious, while they are not here now, they are teasing the children in the back room, you should hurry up and eat, it doesn’t matter if they look ugly, they can’t see it anyway.

Qiao Yi got the voice of Su Ziye, and looked at the so-called "dish" with a serious face.

I took a bite, but luckily it wasn't particularly hard to swallow.

It tastes like coal, bitter and burnt.

Although it was painful to eat, Joey was quite satisfied. This was cooked by her beautiful uncle and her husband.

After Joey finished eating a plate of food with a strange expression, Joey collapsed on the bed.

Her stomach, it is estimated that she will lose ten years of life.

After eating and drinking enough, of course I got up and walked.

Walking around the room, when she heard the laughter inside, Qiao Yi was very itchy. She really wanted to know why they laughed so happily, and could she share it with her.

"Master, do you want to go in?"

Su Ziye spoke very thoughtfully.

"Forget it, it's full of men, it's not good for me to go in."

Joy shook his head, then came to the desk, and began to draw drawings standing up.

Although the swelling of her **** has subsided, it still hurts a little when she walks, so she can stand instead of sitting.

After drawing half a picture, Joey couldn't draw any more.

Now she really wants to go out to find Tong Yue and the others.

I don't know what happened to them for more than a month.

They set off from Sioux City. Although they were a few days later than Qiao Yi, they arrived in Beijing more than a month earlier than Qiao Yi.

At this time, Su Ziye brought the medicine and candied fruit together.

Joy secretly ran out after thinking about drinking the medicine.

But she forgot the battle of Dao Gao Yi Chi Mo Gao.

After drinking the medicine, Joey became drowsy again, and came to the bedside with a hunch. He just lay down and fell asleep after a while.

This sleep lasted for a whole day, and it was almost dark when I woke up.

At this moment, no matter how stupid Qiao Yi was, he knew that there was something wrong with the medicine.

She's lethargic, isn't it to this level?

She doesn't have such a good habit of falling asleep on the bed after drinking the medicine.

After dinner in the evening, Joey decided to protest.

But when Ye Lingxuan brought the medicine over with a gentle face, Qiao Yi subconsciously drank the medicine.

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(end of this chapter)