Reinventing the Millennium.

Chapter 150 Taste
Maybe it's because I'm too tired from running around recently, maybe it's because the wind and cold are too severe.

The next morning, when Fang Zhuo hummed a song and called Yu Hong to go to the law firm after washing, there was only a hazy response mixed with coughing in the room.

dong dong dong.

Fang Zhuo knocked on the door and said worriedly: "Xiaoyu, do you have a serious cold? Is your head hot? Is it convenient to come out? I'll take you to the hospital. If we can't do it, it's convenient."

Yu Hong in the room was amused, and after a while struggled to get up from the bed and get dressed.

"Xiao Fang, do you have any humanity?"

Fang Zhuo looked at Yu Hong carefully, and instead of teasing him this time, he said seriously: "You don't look well, let's go, I'll take you to the hospital."

He took two steps, reached out to touch Yu Hong's forehead, and then tested the temperature of his forehead with his backhand, feeling that hers was a little hotter.

"Let's go, at least it's a low-grade fever. Did you run to Luzhou yesterday and it was windy?"

Yu Hong gulped down a cup of hot water, and refused, "Go ahead, I'm not legless, just go to the clinic to have a look later."

"Really? Are you okay?" Fang Zhuo confirmed.

Yu Hong replied tenaciously: "The marketing director can't say no!"

"Okay, don't forget to go."

Fang Zhuo took the bag, turned around and went out to the law firm.

In just two seconds, the footsteps gradually faded away.

There was still a stubborn look on Yu Hong's face, and it was hard to believe that Fang Zhuo had just left.

1 minutes, 2 minutes.

The other party did not open the door and come in.

Well, being a boss is just that ruthless.

Yu Hong laughed at herself and took out the cold medicine and drank it according to the dose. She sat for a while on her own, wanted to turn on the computer and look at the website but felt inexplicably bored.

After a few ten minutes like this, Yu Hong went back to the room feeling dizzy, lay down on the bed, and fell asleep again.

Hearing knocking on the door again in a daze, Yu Hong opened her eyes only to feel a pain in her head and a pain in her throat.

"Xiao Yu? Is Xiao Yu there?" Fang Zhuo's voice came from outside the door.

Yu Hong said weakly: "Here, what time is it?"

"It's noon, is it convenient for me to come in?" Fang Zhuo asked.

"Come in." Yu Hong's clothes were still put on after getting up in the morning.

The door was pushed open, and the light outside was a bit harsh.

Yu Hong watched Fang Zhuo approaching in a daze, watching his hand put on her forehead.

"Well, it doesn't seem so hot anymore, have you gone to the hospital?" Fang Zhuo withdrew his hand and asked with concern.

Yu Hong chose to tell a little lie: "I went to the clinic."

"Did you take the medicine again? Did you get the injection or did you hang up?" Fang Zhuo continued to ask.

"Medicine." Yu Hong answered succinctly, then changed the subject, "Why are you back? Have you finished dealing with the matter at the law firm?"

Fang Zhuo said lightly: "I'm not worried about the marketing director's accident. The law firm has to review the terms of the contract, and we still need Sequoia's standard contract. It's not a big problem."

Yu Hong remembered that the boss had said before that Shenxin Kechuang would have some new terms, but she didn't say anything this time, she just pulled the quilt shyly, feeling a little chilly.

"Are you sleeping now because you came back from dinner?" Fang Zhuo asked again.

Yu Hong replied in a low voice, "I haven't eaten."

Fang Zhuo said in surprise and pride, "I ate."

Yu Hong wished she could get up again and throw him out, but the state of her body made her just stare.

Even if he stares, he is limp and has no strength.

Fang Zhuo smiled at Director Xiaoyu: "What do you want to eat? I'll go outside and buy it for you. You know all the restaurants outside our community. Tell me, I'll run errands for Director Yu."

"No appetite." Feeling the dryness on her lips, Yu Hong shook her head, "I'll get up later and go buy it myself."

"Don't do everything by yourself, you can buy it by yourself at this time." Fang Zhuo walked to the door and suggested, "How about I make you some porridge?"

Yu Hong refused: "I don't want to drink porridge, I will buy it myself later."

Fang Zhuo shrugged: "Okay, then I'll sit in the living room. If you can do it this afternoon, I have to go to the law firm."

Seeing that the boss was about to leave the room, Yu Hong suddenly muttered, "I want to eat the gnocchi made by my father."

The voice is a little weak.

Fang Zhuo didn't hear clearly, so he stopped, turned around and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"There is nothing for sale nearby. I like to eat the noodles my dad made for me when I was a child." Yu Hong's strong will was eroded by his physical condition, and he sighed, "Later, he went to work in other places and hadn't eaten noodles for a long time. It's lumpy."

Went to Shanghai to accompany her mother and younger brother during the Spring Festival, and then kept busy with work. Coupled with the particularity of her father's position, Yu Hong only met him in a hurry and didn't say much.

At this time, sick and unable to work, she suddenly and fragilely remembered the warm gnocchi a long time ago.

"Oh? Coincidentally, I will." Fang Zhuo didn't have so much emotion, he heard the problem and solved it.

He raised an index finger: "Gnocchi, right? I'll make it, and I'll call you up to eat later. It's quick to make."

Uh, uh, this...

Yu Hong's fragile mood suddenly disappeared.

Soon, there was movement in the kitchen, kitchen knives and chopping boards were fighting, pots, bowls and shovels were clanging.

Yu Hong felt dazed, Fang Zhuo had already walked in with a bowl of gnocchi.

"Dangdangdangdangdang, come, come, please Director Yu to taste whether my hand gnocchi tastes like my childhood." Fang Zhuo pulled a stool to the side of the bed, put the bowl on it, and said with a smile.

Yu Hong didn't eat two meals, so she would feel hungry immediately after smelling the smell.

She half sat up, took a sip with a spoon, and said in amazement: "It's delicious, you, how do you know how to make it?"

"Because it's not difficult." Fang Zhuo smiled as a matter of course, "Mix three spoonfuls of water with two spoonfuls of flour to make a paste. Put the batter into the soup little by little with a slotted spoon."

"I saw that there were still mushrooms in the kitchen, so I put them in together with the vegetables."

Yu Hong was drinking gnocchi, and listening to this talk, she just felt that life was too wonderful, and she never thought that Fang Zhuo could do this.

Internet Boss and Gnocchi Master blend perfectly.

She drank half a bowl before she said, "You didn't mention chili, did you add some chili powder?"

"Oh yes, it's for seasoning. I think people who have a cold have no taste in their mouths. It will taste better this way. How about it? Does it have the taste of childhood?" Fang Zhuo asked with a smile.

Yu Hong lowered her head and stirred the gnocchi with a spoon. This method seemed to be different from what her father made for herself when she was a child.

It's not like childhood but more like now.

Both are equally good.

"Well, your craft is better than my dad's."

After Yu Hong finished drinking a bowl, she was still unsatisfied, and her whole body seemed to be full of strength.

"Another bowl?" Fang Zhuo had been sitting by the side watching his words, "I'll serve it for you."

"No, I'll do it myself." Yu Hong got out of bed, her stomach was so warm that she had no mood to talk about her childhood, "I'll go to the law firm with you in the afternoon."

Fang Zhuo refused: "It's okay, I can do it by myself, since you have seen the doctor, you can rest at home."

"I lied to you. I just came back from the law firm and went to have a look. Don't affect my future work." Yu Hong calmly stated the reason, holding the bowl and chopsticks in her left hand, and waved her right hand vigorously, "That's what I said."

Fang Zhuo was taken aback, what's so tricky about this thing?

It seems that although Director Xiaoyu has a very sassy personality, there are still some women who are inexplicable.

(End of this chapter)