The best fairy doctor

When Tang Feng turned his head, he saw Chen Xiaoxiao, who was carrying a small bag, was rushing towards him, lively as an elf.

"Why are you coming back now?" Tang Feng asked curiously.

Chen smiled and ran to Tang Feng's side, pouted and said, "I thought you would go back to the hospital, so I waited for you there. I didn't expect you, bastard, to talk to Dr. Ouyang without telling me. I ran out of the hospital. You bastard, you are really hateful, why didn't you get struck by lightning?"

As soon as the words fell, a bolt of lightning fell from the sky with a "snap", tearing a big hole in the thick dark clouds, and then a loud "rumbling", er, thunder came rolling in.

Chen Xiaoxiao's face turned pale with fright, and hurriedly said: "I'm just talking casually, I don't want you to be really struck by lightning, let's go home quickly."

Tang Feng laughed, and was half-dragged by Chen Xiaoxiao to the floor. At this time, huge raindrops began to "crack" and fall.

Chen looked back with a smile, and muttered, "I don't know if my sister drives by herself."

Tang Feng said "En?" and said, "Do you have a sister?"

Chen nodded with a smile, and said, "Of course, my sister is a beautiful barrister, giggling."

The two walked upstairs, Tang Feng Zhaochen waved with a smile, then opened the door and entered the room.

In the room, Xia Huo was half lying on the sofa, reading a tome book "Analysis of the Art of War by Sun Tzu", which was as thick as a Xinhua dictionary.

Tang Feng closed the door, put on slippers, and then rushed into the toilet in one breath. His tumbling stomach finally couldn't take it anymore, and he vomited out what he ate at noon in one breath.

Xia Huo outside the bathroom put down his book and looked in the direction of the bathroom strangely.

Tang Feng rinsed his mouth, his face was a little pale, and he walked out.

Xia Huo was still half lying on the sofa, and asked: "What's wrong? Was someone beaten? Or motion sickness?"

Tang Feng walked to the sofa, sat down on the ground, gasped heavily, and said, "I was beaten."

Xia Huo closed the "Analysis of Sun Tzu's Art of War" in his hand, sighed and said, "It's really useless."

Tang Feng couldn't help rolling his eyes, he was beaten, it's fine if this woman doesn't comfort him, but she still sneered at him, he muttered: "I'm hungry, is there anything to eat at home?"

Xia Huo looked at the refrigerator and said, "I'm hungry too, but there's nothing that can directly satisfy my hunger. If you're not dead yet, go to the kitchen and make something to eat."

Tang Feng leaned back on the sofa, turned his head to look at Xia Huo, and said, "Sister, I've been beaten up like this... Can you please have some sympathy?"

Xia Huo glanced at Tang Feng, and muttered: "I lost the fight, but it became a reason not to cook." Even though he said so, Xia Huo stood up, walked to the refrigerator, and said, "I am the first It’s the next time I cook, don’t blame me if it doesn’t taste good.”

Tang Feng struggled to climb onto the sofa, lay down, and said, "It's okay, I'm here to command remotely." As he spoke, he opened the book Xia Huo was reading, and saw that the big book was full of Use Sun Tzu's Art of War to interpret various actual combat cases in ancient and modern China and abroad.

Xia Huo took out a carp from the refrigerator and said, "Let's cook the fish tonight. I've seen the cooking of carp in braised sauce on TV."

Tang Feng lay comfortably on the sofa, and said, "Well, yes, the fish is delicious, I will give you my best."

Xia Huo snorted, then walked towards the kitchen with the fish.

Tang Feng looked up at the ceiling, and he suddenly realized that it was really a pleasant enjoyment to be able to lie on the sofa and wait for others to cook.

Tang Feng turned his head and saw that Xia Huo in the kitchen had already fastened his apron and was holding the fish to defrost in the pool. Seen from the rear, Xia Huo was slender and slender. Putting on the apron at this moment, not only did not lose his charm , On the contrary, it adds a kind of maternal beauty.

Tang Feng chuckled, a feeling of "home" surged in his heart, he suddenly felt that it would be nice if he could live with Xia Huo in the future, at least, he could feel completely relaxed in front of this woman.

One after another internal breath could not help but swim from Tang Feng's dantian, he closed his eyes, and breathed out slowly according to Zhou Tiangong's mental method.As for what Zhou Tiangong's mentality is like this time, Tang Feng really can't tell. He just knows how to practice, and now he can barely use it, but he can't write Zhou Tiangong's mentality.

It's as if Zhou Tiangong grew deep in Tang Feng's soul. He can use it, but he can't express it in words.Tang Feng suspected that this might have something to do with the Medicine King Cauldron in his hand, perhaps only the inheritors of the Medicine King Cauldron could practice this miraculous Zhou Tiangong.

The inner breath slowly passes through the dantian from the Ren meridian, and then reaches the Du meridian on the back. Although it is very slow, after Tang Feng finished running for a week, he found that the injury he suffered in the afternoon was much better, and the stagnation in his chest was relieved a lot .

Tang Feng entered into a self-forgetful consciousness, and his inner energy slowly circulated along his Ren Du Ermai for another week.

Opening his eyes, Tang Feng exhaled lightly, and he felt that his injury had healed by seven or eight points.

At this moment, a burning smell came from the kitchen. Tang Feng sniffed, sat up uncontrollably, and shouted, "Xia Huo, why does it smell like burning?"

At this time, Xia Huo was holding a plate with a sea bowl on it, and smiled proudly at Tang Feng: "It's time to eat! The taste should still be delicious."

Tang Feng sniffed his nose. To be honest, he didn't smell any fragrance, but he could only nod his head and said, "It's quite fragrant, but it smells like burnt."

Xia Huo touched the hair on his forehead, and said angrily: "Where did you come up with so many things, in order to burn a fish, is it easy for me, a bunch of hair is burned off."

Tang Feng hurriedly said: "Oh, it's really hard for Comrade Xia Huo, okay, let's have dinner."

Xia Huo nodded, put the fish on the table, then picked up two bowls, and filled two bowls of dry rice in the kitchen.

Tang Feng took chopsticks, tapped on the table, and said: "Xia Huo, you are really good. You can cook without a teacher. I still want to teach you, but unfortunately fell asleep."

Xia Huo proudly pushed a bowl of dry rice in front of Tang Feng, and said, "I suddenly discovered that cooking is not so difficult."

Tang Feng nodded, looked down at Ganfan, opened his mouth halfway, and said, "Xia...comrade Huo, this, is this rice?"

Xia Huo glanced into the bowl, then said angrily, "What do you mean? Isn't this rice?"

Tang Feng looked at the rice in the bowl and was speechless. The rice grains in the bowl hadn't swelled at all, just like the rice grains in the rice vat.With a mournful face, he asked, "Xia Huo, how much water did you add when cooking the rice?"

Xia Huo was taken aback, and asked blankly: "What? Do we need to add water to dry rice? The one with water is called porridge."

With a "clang", the chopsticks in Tang Feng's hand fell on the table, and said, "You...you didn't add water when cooking?"

Xia Huo shook his head, and then said to himself: "Do you want to add water? I remember that there is no water in the dry rice."

Tang Feng wanted to cry without tears, and thought: "Fortunately, the temperature of this induction cooker is low. If you use a stove, you still have to burn the bottom of the pot."

He waved his hand and said, "It's okay, we still have steamed buns, come, let me have a look at this fish..."

While talking, Tang Feng opened the sea bowl, looking at it, he couldn't speak anymore.

I saw a carp weighing more than two catties lying on the plate like this, with the scales on its body neatly arranged one by one. With only one eye, he looked at Tang Feng in pain.

Tang Feng looked at it for a long time, and just smacked his lips. When he realized it, he moved his eyes from the fish to the fish soup with difficulty, and said: "Haha, Comrade Xia Huo, your fish is very good, it's this There is little oil left."

Xia Huo gave an "en" and said, "You're pretty good. But why put oil in the fish, isn't it just putting the fish in the pot and then burning it on the stove?"

Tang Feng raised his head and looked at Xia Huo silently.

Xia Huo said thoughtfully: "So I need to add oil, I said why the fish is always burnt, but wouldn't it be better to add water?"

Tang Feng's stomach growled twice, he rushed to the living room phone, and quickly dialed a number.

"Hello? Takeaway?..."