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The next day, at Song Wen's home.

Zhang Tianhao's biological clock still woke him up on time, and he even felt much better.

However, it seems like there are some extra fragments in my brain.

Sitting on the bed, he tried to process some fragmented thoughts, but he still couldn't remember anything.

"Wait, what's wrong with me?"

He gently patted his head, a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Let's focus on living a good life first!"

He also came to the bedside, put on his shoes, and then looked at Song Wen, who was still sleeping soundly.

Recalling their wild night, he couldn't help but give a wry smile.

The fight didn't end until dawn.

He had only slept for four or five hours, but he wasn't sleepy at all.

He gently covered Song Wen with the blanket before walking into the living room. Looking at the food and wine on the table, he gave a wry smile.

They took the food and drinks to the kitchen to heat them up, and then started eating.

Meanwhile, some porridge was being cooked in the pot, and Song Wen would eat it later when she woke up.

After eating some food, he sat up contentedly and went to the kitchen.

After thinking for a moment, he grabbed some Chinese herbs and they appeared on the stove in front of him. He then began to prepare medicinal cuisine.

These medicinal diets are quite good for replenishing qi and blood and boosting physical strength.

As the aroma wafted from the kitchen, Zhang Tianhao took a satisfied sniff.

"Hmm, it's quite authentic, but I wonder how it tastes?"

He smiled and sat in the kitchen, slowly looking at the medicinal food in the pot, a sense of satisfaction rising in his heart.

"What smells so good?"

Just then, he heard a soft voice in his ear, which made him look up towards the bedroom.

"woke up!"

Kongming put down his spoon and ran straight to the bedroom, where he saw Song Wen lying alone on the bed, her eyes still showing a hint of confusion.

"you you……"

As Song Wen slowly came to her senses, she remembered what happened last night and involuntarily moved back a little. Clearly, she hadn't expected that what happened last night still left her with some psychological trauma.

"Okay, Xiaowen, it's alright. Lie down first. If you need to go to the bathroom, I'll carry you there!"

"Um, I need to go to the restroom. You can leave, I'll go by myself!"

Song Wen blushed slightly, after all, the two were not yet married.

"Alright, don't be so polite with me. Do you even have the strength left?"

Zhang Tianhao, as if coaxing a child, went directly to the bedside, carefully lifted the blanket, and saw her smooth body, which bore obvious marks.

"You still watch!"

"I don't want to look!"

Seeing her shy expression, Zhang Tianhao simply picked her up, letting her little fists hit him, and walked straight to the bathroom with a smile.

Song Wen struggled a few times, but perhaps she was too weak, so she let him hold her and buried her face in his chest.

"you you……"

When we got to the bathroom, I put her down and then went to the side to prepare bathwater for her.

As for the water, he had already prepared it and it was still in a pot on the side.

"You go to the bathroom first, I'll go empty the bladder!"

"it is good!"

An hour and a half later, Song Wen was carried out of the bathroom again. Her face was still so red, as if it had been dyed. "It's all your fault, it's all your fault. Why are you so difficult to deal with? Look at you, I can hardly even get out of bed today."

At this moment, Song Wen, who had already fallen asleep, hugged him and gently punched him, clearly quite angry.

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault, it's all my fault."

Zhang Tianhao readily admitted it, after all, the two of them had done some things while taking a shower, which almost made Song Wen explode with anger.

He gently placed her on the chair and made sure she was seated before going to the kitchen to prepare the medicinal meal.

Sitting at the table, looking at the food that had gone cold again, Zhang Tianhao didn't reheat it, but instead looked at Song Wen.

"By the way, Xiaowen, how's the thing I asked you to look into coming along?"

"What is it you're talking about?"

However, she quickly realized her mistake and said somewhat embarrassedly, "We haven't received any leads. Could it be that your information is incorrect?"

"No, this was said by Dean Miura himself, and it was said to that Nurse Liu, also known as Hideko. Although it was said in Japanese, I could still understand it."

"You understand Japanese!"

'I don't know either, but I understand it, and I can even say, "What's wrong?"'

"No, what happened? You went abroad to study. Where did you study?"

"I don't know, I don't know where I studied, I've completely forgotten."

He shook his head, gave a wry smile, and then lightly tapped his forehead.

"Could it be that the Japanese really have some kind of conspiracy?"

Song Wen was also somewhat shocked, but she maintained a calm attitude, after all, even if she wanted to do it, she couldn't.

"Eat first, and rest your body."

"Humph!"

At the mention of taking care of her health, Song Wen let out a cold snort, clearly quite dissatisfied.

"Okay, it's all my fault, my fault."

Zhang Tianhao quickly begged for forgiveness, after all, it really was his fault. Who told him to do something bad and still be so carefree?

Song Wen couldn't even stand up now. She glared at him angrily, then picked up her bowl and began to eat the medicinal food in big mouthfuls.

"By the way, have your people thoroughly investigate what the Japanese have recently brought in and where they've left it. I have a feeling this time is not simple!"

"How did you know?"

"It's an indescribable feeling that makes me a little uneasy, and this feeling is quite accurate."

"Are you overthinking this?"

"Unlikely."

"You'd better inform the others. The Japanese are capable of anything, you know that!"

Zhang Tianhao's tone was still a bit more serious. Although he didn't know what the Japanese were planning to do, he had a bad feeling about what Dean Miura was saying.

Horrible, really terrible.

"Alright, I'll send someone to investigate further and find out exactly what the Japanese are planning to do, okay?"

"That's more like it, but we still need to be extra careful. I have a feeling things aren't as simple as they seem. By the way, how about we stay home today?"

"Go away, I don't want you here!"

"Alright, what will you eat and drink while I'm gone!"

Zhang Tianhao coaxed and tricked her into going to bed, letting her sit there alone to calm down.

Zhang Tianhao returned to the kitchen and began preparing a traditional Chinese medicine soup with anti-inflammatory ingredients.

He had this medicinal herb on him and wanted to prepare it as soon as possible, store it away, and then take it out to drink whenever he needed it. (End of Chapter)