When Zhaoyang came in with the medicine, Su Xian also followed him in and looked around, and crawled around him.

After coming in, I walked around and then stared at Qin Ruliang and drooled.

It's a familiar and delicious smell.

Su Xian asked: "Do you still burn? Do you want me to use a needle?"

Zhaoyang came over and took off the towel on Qin Ruliang's forehead. The ice in the towel had melted. She touched his forehead, then his palms and arms, and said, "It seems that it's much better, so there should be no need to get an needle.

I'll call you next time I need it."

Su Xian walked out with some regrets.

The medicine he brought had been used in Liangshui beforehand. Qin Ruliang took it and drank it in one sip.

The sunset shone brightly in the room. Zhaoyang sat beside his bed, and his eyes were like golden Cancan like glass. He reached out to touch his face, stared at him and said softly: "Is there any better?"

Qin Ruliang replied seriously: "It's much better than before.

I'm hungry and want to have a meal."

Zhaoyang smiled with his eyebrows and eyes, "You can eat, which means your body is recovering.

You wait, I'll go get the food now."

The two of them ate dinner together. Qin Ruliang kept picking up food for her and asked her to eat more, but she couldn't finish it until she finished picking up too much. Qin Ruliang had to drive the food in her bowl to her own bowl to eat.

After the meal, the only thing left was to wipe my body.

Zhaoyang tried to avoid getting wet with his fingers, but she was even more unlikely to let Qin Ruliang do it herself.

So Lanxiang also entered the room, facing her back to Zhaoyang and Qin Ruliang, and she was specifically responsible for twisting the towel. Zhaoyang wiped Qin Ruliang's body with the twisted towel.

Zhaoyang said: "Lanxiang, you are not allowed to look back."

Lan Xiang said: "Don't worry, Miss, I am afraid of having needle holes and will not see them."

After wiping, Zhaoyang also had to wash himself, and finally could go back to the room to lie down next to Qin Ruliang.

She would touch his forehead from time to time.

Qin Ruliang held her hand and Zhaoyang said, "Before I came back, my cousin-in-law had already applied medicinal oil to me, it was nothing serious."

Her fingers disappeared, but it was still a little obvious.

After a long time, Qin Ruliang spoke: "You don't have to do so much.

I'm very happy if you just stay here with me."

Zhaoyang said: "Then do you want to be better?"

Qin Ruliang said: "It's the same with it to others."

Zhaoyang said: "Stop giving it to others, I'm not very relieved even to my confidant Lan Xiang.

Even Lanxiang can only do some tricks, and of course I have to rely on others."

She said again: "Take the fish soup today as an example. Can others stew it to the effect?"

Qin Ruliang was silent and said, "You are indeed the only one who can."

Zhaoyang said: "That's right, I have secrets that I can't easily let outsiders know.

If it’s not delicious, you can’t finish the whole pot, and your health won’t be better quickly.”

Qin Ruliang kissed the back of her hand and said, "Well, you have made a great contribution."

He blew her carefully, and his fingers were so cool that it felt very comfortable, and her voice gradually weakened: "Don't worry, it's no longer hurt.

I will definitely pay attention next time..." The night has just arrived, and it was still early, but she was so sleepy that she had a fight with her eyelids.

Qin Ruliang put her in his arms, and she snuggled up and fell asleep quickly.

The waves slammed the hull overnight, and Zhaoyang didn't feel anything at all, so he slept for a whole night.

The next day, she started to make medicine and make soup with energy.

Chen Xian passed by and saw Zhaoyang scooping a large pot of water into the soup pot. He suggested with a smile: "Zhaoyang, it's better to have less soup, otherwise General Qin's stomach would be full."

Zhaoyang said: "How could it be? Our Lao Qin is very good at eating it. He finished eating such a big pot yesterday. So today I thought about making more. I can't give him all the food alone. We haven't tasted it yet."

Su Xian on the deck said, "It's better to give him all to eat, we don't matter."

Zhaoyang said: "Who says it doesn't matter, everyone needs to share good things."

Chen Xian said funny: "But you only have one fish in total, but you make such a big pot of soup. The soup you make is not delicious if it is light and it wastes ingredients.
Chapter completed!