Tian's little cook

Chapter 175 Washing Your Face
Lin Zhimo and Lin Jiao went to the market and bought a lot of vegetables.They haven't eaten well these days, and they want to improve their taste.

Sun Ran didn't tell his master that Lin Zhimo was back for a long time, otherwise Langzhong Zhang would definitely have no intention of seeing a doctor.

After the last patient finished reading, Zhang Langzhong sniffled: "What's the smell, it's quite fragrant?"

"Master's nose is really good." After getting along for a long time, Sun Ranjiu also understood that Zhang Langzhong was hard-spoken and soft-hearted, but he was easy to talk and dared to make fun of him. "Zhi Mo and Lin Jiao are back and are cooking in the kitchen."

Zhang Langzhong glared at him: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

After finishing speaking, he got up and walked to the kitchen, and Sun Ranjiu followed him with a funny face.

In the kitchen, Lin Zhimo has already cooked several dishes and put them on plates.She is making the last cucumber dumpling soup, which is just right for hot weather.

"Linjiao, turn down the heat, the dumplings are about to go into the soup."

After finishing speaking, Lin Zhimo saw that Langzhong Zhang had come to the door of the kitchen, looking expectantly at the dishes off the plate.

"Mr. Zhang." Lin Zhimo greeted him, but the movement of his hands didn't stop, "You can eat after a while."

Sun Ranjiu was very conscious, and quickly brought the prepared dishes to the main room.

It's too hot now, sitting in the yard is getting some sun.

"Then I'll take the bowls and chopsticks." Zhang Langzhong felt like a supervisor, taking the initiative to do something for the first time.

When the last dish was served, Zhang Langzhong asked Sun Ranjiu to open a small bottle of wine.

"Zhimo, where are you going?" Lin Zhimo didn't sit down, but walked out.

Lin Zhimo turned his head and pointed to the sweat on his forehead: "I'm going to wash my face a little bit, it's too hot."

"Wait a minute." Sun Langzhong stopped her, "the ointment on your face."

Lin Zhimo interrupted him, "I know, I won't rub the ointment."

"I didn't mean this." In the kitchen just now, the light was not very good, and Lin Zhimo had been lowering his head to cook, so he didn't pay attention.

Now Zhang Langzhong looked at her face, feeling very different from before, "Come here."

Lin Zhimo heard the words and walked over, "What's wrong with my face, Doctor Zhang?"

Wouldn't it be getting worse?
The ointment is yellow, covering up the original purpura, but it was still visible under the ointment before.But now, Zhang Langzhong only saw yellow ointment, but no trace of purple spots.

"How is your spot now?" Zhang Langzhong asked after carefully examining it.

Lin Zhimo stuck out his tongue, "I haven't looked in the mirror for a long time. I always put it on with my eyes closed after washing at night. I don't know what's wrong?"

It was the first time Zhang Langzhong saw a girl who didn't care about his face so much, "You really have a heart."

Lin Zhimo smiled embarrassedly.

Seeing Langzhong Zhang checking Lin Zhimo's face, Lin Jiao worried, "Mr. Zhang, what's wrong with Zhimo's face?"

"I'm just guessing now." He couldn't reach out and wiped the ointment on her face, "Well, you go and wash off the ointment, and I'll see how the purple spots dissipate."

"Zhang Langzhong, let's eat first." Lin Zhimo pointed to the dishes on the table, "It's not too late to see later."

"Zhimo, you just do what Zhang Langzhong asks." Lin Jiao worried about her face, and said to her forcefully and urgently for the first time.

"Yeah, Zhimo, since the master said it, I'd better look at your face before eating." Sun Ranjiu also said beside him.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the three, Lin Zhimo suddenly felt that his face had become more precious, so he nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)