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Three hours passed, and Zhang Tianhao looked at the several large bowls of Chinese herbal soup he had prepared and put them away.

They even collected the dregs of the medicine, then took out rice and some meat to continue making medicinal cuisine.

The entire room, and even outside the window, was filled with a strong medicinal aroma.

The window was opened, and the strong medicinal fragrance wafted through the air, even permeating Zhang Tianhao's entire body.

Zhang Tianhao carefully took off his clothes, then went to the side to take a simple cold shower, and smiled with satisfaction.

He returned to the bedroom, saw that Song Wen was already asleep, and immediately crawled into bed with her, gently embracing her before slowly falling asleep himself.

Song Wen, who was in Zhang Tianhao's arms, didn't know why, but she felt the warmth of the person next to her and couldn't help but squeeze in, directly into Zhang Tianhao's arms.

I slept even more soundly and deeply.

Even as the two of them slept there, the strong aroma of medicine would still waft out from time to time.

Inside the police station, Chief Song was still looking at the documents on the table.

However, he soon received a report from his subordinates, and a look of doubt flashed across his face.

"Chief, a strong medicinal smell is coming from the young lady's residence, and it's quite far away. We've received word that they're asking you to investigate."

"Damn it, what is Xiaowen doing brewing Chinese medicine at home? Come on, bring two people and come with me to see what's going on."

"By the way, a lieutenant from the military police has also arrived. I hope he can go and check on things!"

Nowadays, the inspection of medicines is quite strict. In fact, if any anti-inflammatory drugs are found to be used without approval, it will cause a lot of trouble.

Half an hour later, the small building where Song Wen lived was surrounded by several police officers, and Director Song looked gloomy, with intense anger in his eyes.

"Let's go upstairs!"

"Yes!"

The two policemen followed Director Song to Song Wen's door, where they saw Director Song take out his key and open the door.

Upon entering the room, a strong medicinal aroma filled the air, even stronger than outside, suggesting that a considerable amount of medicine had been prepared there.

"Director Song, I expect you to give me an explanation."

"No problem. If it's my daughter's fault, I will definitely give you an explanation."

"You two go to the kitchen and see if they're brewing medicine or something."

"Yes!"

The two policemen ran straight to the kitchen, and soon Li watched as they brought out two clay pots. At the same time, they came to the living room with strange expressions on their faces.

"what is this?"

"Chief, they're not decocting medicine, they're cooking! Look!"

The two policemen opened the pot lids and saw a strong medicinal aroma wafting from the two pots, which were filled with cooked dishes.

"This is medicinal cuisine!"

The Japanese lieutenant was stunned when he saw what was in the pot.

Not only was he stunned, but Director Song and the police officers who had come with him were also stunned.

They had heard of medicinal cuisine, but had never seen it before; today was the first time they had ever seen it.

"What's going on? Aren't we supposed to be decocting medicine?"

"Director Song, I'm so sorry, we haven't investigated this thoroughly either. I'll be leaving now!"

The Japanese lieutenant glanced at the clay pot, smiled, and then carried it outside, clearly quite interested in the food inside.

Seeing the lieutenant's actions, Director Song was also shocked. He never expected that the Japanese lieutenant would take away a portion of the medicinal diet.

However, when Director Song saw the disheveled clothes outside, his face darkened.

The man's clothes, the man's shoes—it all speaks volumes: his house was robbed, and his sweetheart was taken advantage of.

Inside the house, Zhang Tianhao had already changed his clothes and, likewise, shook Song Wen, who was fast asleep, awake.

"Xiaowen, Xiaowen, wake up! Your dad's here, we've been discovered!" "What dad?!"

Just as she mumbled "Dad" in her drowsy state, she suddenly sat up in bed.

You said Dad's here?

"Hmm, the noise outside sounds like there are quite a few people. Let's get up quickly, or we'll be in trouble."

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault."

"Alright, alright, get up now, or it'll be too embarrassing if your father-in-law catches you red-handed."

Zhang Tianhao also got out of bed, and then carefully helped Song Wen get dressed before finally managing to help her sit on the bed.

As soon as he reached the door, he saw Song's father staring at it with a gloomy expression, reaching out to open it.

Upon seeing that it was Zhang Tianhao, the gloom on his face darkened even further, almost to the point of being waterlogged.

"You brat."

At the same time, seeing Song Wen lying half-reclined on the bed, he immediately knew what had happened.

"Xiaowen, you, you and this brat!"

"Dad, I'm not feeling well. Could you please take care of me? It's nothing serious, really!"

Mr. Song wasn't stupid; as soon as he entered the house, he sensed that something was wrong with the smell in the bedroom.

"asshole!"

"By the way, Uncle, you all rest for a bit. I'll bring over the food I prepared for Sister Xiaowen. She'll be eating soon."

"Humph!"

Mr. Song was also at a loss; after all, his daughter was in such a state, what else could he do?

"let's go!"

When Song's father saw this scene, he was so angry that he almost had a brain hemorrhage, and he simply decided to ignore it.

As for the police officers behind them, they didn't say a word.

As for the medicinal aroma in the house, it was originally used for cooking, but one has been taken away, leaving one. I guess it will be given to Song Wen to eat later.

"Come over for dinner tonight, okay?"

"Thank you uncle."

Zhang Tianhao thanked him again, then closed the door again. Looking at the empty clay pot, his lips twitched involuntarily.

One of the clay pots is missing. Although no one told him, he could guess that it was missing.

"Let's eat!"

"it is good!"

The two of them sat down on the edge of the bed, picked up their bowls, and began to eat.

"Dad knows about us, what are we going to do?"

"What else can we do? We're getting married in a few days, so what can outsiders say?"

Zhang Tianhao also looked puzzled, but still said softly, "You're not worried that your dad will beat me to death, are you?"

"That's possible. We had sex before we were even married. Didn't you see how dark my dad's face was? I bet he's going to get a good scolding when he gets home tonight!"

"They said I was immoral, they said I..."

"It's okay, I'm here with you."

Zhang Tianhao chuckled a few times, gently holding her hands as he said earnestly, "I'm afraid tonight won't be easy, and your mother's side will be even more difficult!"

"Isn't this your fault!"

She gave a somewhat awkward laugh, after all, the two of them really didn't have any good ideas left. (End of Chapter)