"At noon, they prepared noodles, but I remember in my little novel that I should pay attention to all the food in it, so I just ate a mouthful of noodles and said there was no appetite."

"Is it not hunger now?" Meng stood up and said, "I'll ask elder sister an to cook something for you."

At this time, elder sister an is still at home. If she is later, she may go home.

"Cook whatever you like."

"Wait a minute," Jiangxiao poured water and stood up. "I'll go and cook it. Sister an is about to go home."

Jiang Xiao said she wanted to cook by herself. Meng knew that she was going to work hard on food, so she didn't stop her.

"You go?" However, Yang Zhiqi felt that it was not appropriate to let Jiang Xiao go. Jiang Xiao was just out of the month, so he went to cook for him...

"it's OK. I'll cook some noodles at will. We'll check our pulse after you finish eating."

As a result, when Yihai bowl of noodles comes, Yang Zhiqi knows what Jiangxiao's "casual cooking" looks like.

Where is it to cook?

A large bowl of noodles, which has vegetables, eggs and meat, and I don't know what's in her soup. After a sip of the soup, it feels delicious.

The noodles are also very strong. The vegetables are fresh and tender, the eggs are delicious and the meat is delicious. He has never eaten such delicious noodles.

Yang Zhiqi finished a large bowl of noodles, and there was no drop left.

Jiangxiao's cooking is not so good. It's all about the advantages of space, spring water and food materials.

She also cooked a little more. Meng used to eat a bowl as a snack.

"This should be the best noodle I've ever had in my life." Yang Zhiqi sighed with great satisfaction.

After eating, it is not only a simple feeling of satiety, but also a feeling of satisfaction all over the body, as if all the discomfort has been relieved.

Today, in the laboratory with a good check back and forth, he is really tired.

Just now Meng wanted to take him home, saying that he wanted Jiangxiao to check him again. Yang Zhiqi almost refused. He felt exhausted and wanted to go back to sleep.

But now it's all right, the fatigue is gone, and the spirit is better.

So Yang Zhiqi thinks that he is still optimistic. Jiang Xiao cooks a bowl of noodles with such effect. If he really has any disease, Jiang Xiao must be able to cure him?

"Uncle Yang, now I'll give you another pulse."

"Good."

Now Yang Zhiqi is incomparably cooperative.

Jiang Xiao was just quick to pulse to be able to determine, but in order to let others not feel too fast, so she deliberately opened the pulse time, but also bowed her head and drooped her eyes in meditation.

Meng used to see that she was also quite a bit of old doctor's manner, and her eyes could not help but smile.

He just likes to see Jiang Xiaoxiao's appearance and expression at any time.

It's funny to see her like this.

There was another movement in the space.

After Jiang Xiao checked it, it was really a little uncertain.

She looked up at Yang Zhiqi and asked, "Uncle Yang, you said you didn't eat or drink anything in the laboratory today, did you? Is there an injection or something

Yang Zhiqi Leng for a moment, recalled, "it seems to be a shot."

Meng used to be speechless, "I hit it, but I didn't fight. How is it like I got a shot? Are you not sure if you're going to fight or not? "

This is strange.

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