Mr. Ji, who was quite repulsive about treatment and the like, finally let go and heard him say, "Okay, young man, you are indeed good at abilities, come and show me."

It’s not that Mr. Nan moved him with just a mouth, but mainly because Su Xun showed his skills just now, which made people feel amazing and unconsciously believed that this young man’s ability is probably very extraordinary.

If this happens, it's better to let him try it.

Su Xun himself knew that this was Mr. Ji's recognition of himself. With his recognition as a big man of this level, Su Xun was still a little excited.

Even if the calm person comes to Mr. Ji, he may not be able to calm down.

However, Su Xun was a little worried at this time. It was a good thing to promise to see a doctor, but he was not sick. Su Xun had already seen it, how could he do it?

But now you can't just say it, otherwise you can make a judgment just by looking at it for a few seconds, which would be too frivolous to others.

Su Xun went to wash his hands. There was a well in the yard, and there were water and wooden ladles in the wooden barrel next to it.

After washing his hands, Su Xun came over and pretended to take Ji Lao's pulse and so on.

It is hard to imagine that I can sit face to face with such a big man and have close contact with him.

If he was seen by his father Su Nanshan, he would probably be dizzy.

After pretending for a while, Su Xun deliberately showed a look of "surprise" and said, "It's not right."

Old Nan next to him thought the old man was terminally ill, so he asked, "What's wrong with Su Xun? Is his condition serious? Is it going to survive in a few days?"

Su Xun: “…………”

Shaking his head, Su Xun said, "It's not what you think. On the contrary, Mr. Ji's body is fine. Everything is as normal as normal."

"How is it? I just said I'm not sick. I don't feel uncomfortable. How can I not know."

When Mr. Ji heard this, he immediately became excited. He seemed to have a chance and kept saying to Mr. Nan: "I just said one of you or two is worried. If I were really sick, the doctor would have found out."

Old Nan was also confused. He thought it was a secret disease, and ordinary doctors could not see it, but with Su Xun's level, there should be no problem.

Unexpectedly, Su Xun also said that he was not sick, so he became strange. If he had no physical problems, why would he feel anorexia?

It is understandable that if you occasionally have a bad appetite for one or two days, you may not want to eat or go to bed if you are sometimes too tired or for other reasons.

But this is no longer a day or two. There is obviously a problem with long-term anorexia, but you can't find any problem. This is the strangest thing.

Old Nan glanced at Su Xun, and seemed to have the scent of inquiries, but Su Xun shook his head and signaled that he was helpless.

Mr. Ji stood up. He didn't seem to like sitting for a long time and pounded his waist a few times with his hands.

He just heard him say, "Okay, you can cook for a while, I'll cook for you, and stay for dinner tonight."

Su Xun was surprised again, thinking that people of your identity still cook in person? Isn’t it supposed that someone has prepared everything?

But after thinking about it, this old man could not use conventional methods to view it. He could even do things like digging soil and growing vegetables, and it seemed that nothing was wrong.

I really went to the vegetable field and picked some vegetables. I guess I planned to eat them tonight. I felt very green and healthy.

As soon as he left, Mr. Nan hurriedly said, "Su Xun, is he really not sick?"

"I'm really not sick. Anyway, I can be sure that there is no problem with his health. I can't tell you what happened in the first half of the time." Su Xun was a little helpless.

This was the first time he encountered this situation. He originally thought that he would be invincible with the pupil of savior.

Nan Laoze said, "Then let it go, no matter he is. Since he is not sick, he probably did it himself. Let's wait for the meal."

Su Xun was a little curious and asked, "Her old man Ji really went to cook the meal himself?"

At this time, Nan Lin couldn't help it. He seemed to know a little, and immediately said, "Su Xun, you don't know this. Mr. Ji's biggest hobby in his life was cooking."

"And for many years, I have always cooked and ate by myself, and the dishes he grows are all for cooking."

After hearing this, Su Xun gained knowledge. Ordinary people would rather not cook and go to takeout. Sometimes they cook their own food to save some money.

But these big guys are different. They can clearly eat and eat, but they like cooking, which makes people have nothing to say.

After having contacted these people for a lot, Su Xun felt that he was constantly gaining insights.

Old Nan was not surprised. He said, "Su Xun, please try it carefully. Although this old man has stopped doing serious business after retirement, he has a very good cooking skills."

If Mr. Nan said this, it proves that it is probably something, and Su Xun is naturally looking forward to it.

More than an hour later, Mr. Ji called everyone to go in for dinner.

Although the house is much simpler than the wealthy mansion, Su Xun found that the bowls and chopsticks on Mr. Ji’s dining table were not ordinary.

The chopsticks are made of white jade. They are very round in the hands and have a bit of weight, making people feel quite good.

The bowl is made of ice-cracked ceramics, which looks magnificent, like a work of art.

Even the table and chairs were quite extraordinary. Su Xun had a limited vision and could not recognize what wood was made of, but it looked quite elegant.

There were several dishes on the table and a soup, which was not very rich, just like a home-cooked meal, but it was indeed quite good and it seemed that the dishes were put into practice.

"I quit drinking recently and can't drink, so just have a meal. You have to eat and serve it yourself!" said Mr. Ji.

Su Xun definitely didn't dare to let Mr. Ji serve him rice. He and Nan Lin stood up one after another to serve the rice. The rice was filled with wooden barrels, and the rice was full, making people very appetizing.

After sitting down, everyone was not polite. Old Man Ji was quite kind. After being in front of him for a while, you would not be under any pressure.

"Old Mr. Ji, your skills are really good." Nan Lin praised it after taking a bite.

Su Xun couldn't help rolling his eyes, thinking that it was really delicious, or was it deliberately flattering, is it that exaggerated?

He was the last one to use chopsticks and tried it. It tasted quite good, with the standard of a hotel chef.

After savoring it carefully, Su Xun's face changed. He found that something seemed wrong with the dish.
Chapter completed!