When the female supporting role has a beauty system

Chapter 535 Wen Ming 25
Wen Ming thought of the medicinal food she had eaten before, "No need, right? I just didn't get enough rest."

Chu Zheng smiled and said, "I won't give you any supplements casually. There is a Chinese doctor over there who can take your pulse and recommend which soup base is suitable for you. You have lost a lot of weight. If you lose any more weight, you will not be healthy."

Wen Ming's words got stuck in his throat: "Okay."

But she still managed to say: "I'm not sick, I'm in good health."

"Whether it's good or not, you have to wait for a doctor to see it," Chu Zheng didn't argue with Wen Ming. In fact, he felt that Wen Ming was very different at this moment. How gentle, generous and elegant was she usually?
At this moment, she has some temper tantrums coming out. I guess those are the sides she shows to the outside world, and she rarely shows this side of herself now.

This hot pot restaurant is very busy. While waiting in line for the doctor, Wen Ming raised his eyebrows: "It's almost midnight, and there are still so many people?"

Chu Zheng: "Well, everyone is here for Mr. Qi. Mr. Qi used to be the vice president of the Provincial Hospital of Traditional Chinese Medicine. It's very difficult to get an appointment with him."

Wen Ming laughed: "I heard that in the eyes of traditional Chinese medicine, no one can hide a secret. Is it really that magical?"

Chu Zheng: "You'll know when you look back."

In the small compartment, seeing Mr. Qi's serious expression, Wen Ming's heart unconsciously tightened.

After feeling Wen Ming's pulse, Elder Qi looked at her tongue coating before withdrawing his hand: "Deep love does not last long, and extreme wisdom will hurt..."

Chu Zheng tightened his grip on Wen Ming's shoulder, but Wen Ming didn't change at all. He just asked Old Qi: "Is there anything wrong with my health?"

"No big problem," Elder Qi took off his reading glasses, "I'm just too depressed and worried, and I haven't had enough rest recently. They're all minor problems, but you have to think positively. If you don't, it will easily develop into a big problem."

"I'm quite open-minded," Wen Ming smiled, "I just thought about the bad things that happened in the past these few days, and it will pass soon."

Mr. Qi nodded slightly: "It's good to be optimistic. Take a good rest recently. I recommend the cordyceps and ginseng chicken soup here. It nourishes yin and strengthens the spleen."

Wen Ming stood up: "Thank you, Mr. Qi."

In the box, Chu Zheng hesitated for a long time before speaking: "Tomorrow...tomorrow I will accompany you to see the doctor."

Mr. Qi's words "deep love does not lead to longevity" really frightened him, and at this moment Chu Zheng's heart was in his throat.

Wen Ming laughed: "Really, no need. I just spent too much energy singing love songs these past two days. That's why I don't like singing love songs because I have too much to give away."

"Just like the album you released a few years ago, I remember you were in a very bad state after that album came out." Chu Zheng's brows were still frowned. He admired Wen Ming's talent, but in his heart, Wen Ming as a person was more important.

"It's not that exaggerated." Wen Ming wanted to serve the soup, and Chu Zheng took it. Wen Ming continued, "It was the sudden need to sing Qi Ying's song this time that forced me to dig up my old memories."

"I haven't thought about the past for a long time," Wen Ming held his chin with his hand, his eyes sparkling under the light.

"Of course, love songs are too torturous for me."

Chu Zheng was silent for a long time: "I rarely see you like this, I feel uncomfortable."

Wen Ming: "I'm fine. As long as I don't sing love songs, I'll slowly get back to normal. I haven't lived enough. I really don't want to die young..."

"Don't talk nonsense," Chu Zheng scolded lightly, "Don't say such things, I can't stand it." Wen Ming paused and didn't say anything more. After she and Chu Zheng met five years ago, they have kept in touch in the past few years. Wen Ming could vaguely guess what Chu Zheng meant.

But if Chu Zheng didn't say it, Wen Ming wouldn't bring it up either. She was afraid that someone would bring up her feelings now. She had experienced the bitterness of love twice, and she didn't want to experience it a third time.

Besides, she was fine like this now, quite free. Although she felt lonely sometimes, but with Tan You by her side, Wen Ming didn't feel how hard it was to be alone in the dead of night.

But Wen Ming didn't expect that Tan You, who had always been by her side, actually developed another hobby, which was Chinese medicine. Ever since she saw Mr. Qi taking Wen Ming's pulse last time and explaining Wen Ming's physical condition clearly, Tan You has developed a great curiosity about Chinese medicine.

She was not good at making potions in the Western fantasy world. Tan You thought it was because she had no master to teach her, not because she was a useless person.

But after following Master Qi for a few days, Tan You realized that she might not be cut out for Chinese medicine. For example, when Chinese medicine talked about the five elements and yin and yang, Tan You could not understand them.

She could memorize many ancient prescriptions, but when it came to actual practice, these prescriptions had to be modified as appropriate, and Tan You found it too difficult. But was she the kind of person who gave up easily? Obviously not.

It was only when she collected a large pile of books and brought them to Wen Ming that she discovered that there was someone next to Wen Ming.

"What's going on with you two?" Tan You was unusually surprised: "I've been away for half a month, and he's already entered my house?"

Wen Ming rolled his eyes. "It was because you weren't here that I went to talk to someone, and he happened to have the patience to listen to me."

Tan You leaned closer to Wen Ming and took a look. Wen Ming shrank his neck back. Tan You said with a straight face, "What are you blocking? I saw it all. Is he born in the Year of the Dog?"

Wen Ming felt embarrassed: "Don't tell me this, it will corrupt the child."

Tan You laughed: "What do you mean now? Are we just going to get along like this without knowing the reason?"

"No," Wen Ming said a little shyly, "He knows that I have a strong sense of insecurity in my heart, and this sense of insecurity cannot be solved by just a few words from him."

"He signed an agreement with me. If he changes his mind in the future, he will leave the house with nothing and give me all his things, just to make me feel at ease."

Tan You shook her head, feeling that this plot was familiar. Never mind, she shook her head, she had experienced too much, it was reasonable to forget some memories.

"As long as you are happy," what could Tan You say? She was in charge of everything, so how could she control whether Wen Ming had a relationship or not?

Wen Ming hugged the pillow and said, "I am a little scared and a little nervous, but I cannot deny that I am very happy with him. He can provide a lot of emotional value."

Tan You said bitterly, "Well, I don't like him at all now. I was away for half a month, and when I came back, my house was robbed."

Wen Ming blushed: "I just wanted to chat with you in the evening, but you went to study. That night when I was browsing my phone, he saw that I was still online, and we started chatting."

"I have told you a lot of things before, but you were not here, right? It just so happens that I am feeling a little frustrated."

Tan You sighed: "Is this my fault?"

"That's not what I meant," Wen Ming waved his hand, "I was just too lonely, and he happened to be there at that time."

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