Nongmen doctor girl: flirt with a sick and charming first child

Chapter 11 I'm Still My An Jingchen's Wife
"Don't drink!"

An Jingchen's eyes remained on the book, with no intention of raising his head to look at her.

Oh my god, why is this child so stubborn?Do you still want me to beg him to drink?

Bah, begging him is impossible, not in this life!

Huh, drink it or not!

Qiao Muyao was so annoyed that she really wanted to put down the tea bowl and leave, but when she thought of the energy inside, she felt a little reluctant.This is a test product, and we have to see the effect no matter what. If there are any side effects, it is best to rescue it in time.

This was a life-threatening matter, and if there were any irreversible consequences, she would regret it for the rest of her life.

Thinking of those poor mice and drug monkeys when she was studying medicine, Qiao Muyao had no choice but to suppress the anger in her heart, and persuaded him softly with the mentality of treating him as a test subject and a mouse.

"Your body is already weak, and now you are infected with wind and cold. If not diagnosed and treated in time, the consequences will be disastrous. This prescription was passed down from my grandfather. It is very effective in treating wind and cold. As long as you drink this bowl of medicine, I promise Let the medicine cure your illness."

Her grandfather was a famous doctor from all over the country. Even after he passed away many years ago, some people still remembered him and expressed their gratitude for his kindness back then.

When my mother was still alive, she often said that when the war was chaotic, they encountered rain and snow, and they traveled through mountains and rivers and were seriously injured. If it weren't for Zhang Langzhong's superb medical skills, my mother would have died long ago.

Knowing that it was the prescription left by Grandpa Zhang, An Jingchen looked away, slowly took the bowl of medicine, and drank it expressionlessly.

Looking at his protruding Adam's apple against the light, Qiao Muyao's heart twitched slightly. This man is good-looking, and he really looks good in everything he does.

He just held the book in one hand and the teacup in the other, drinking slowly and calmly, with a dignified and calm look, as if he was drinking honey instead of bitter medicine.

After drinking, he placed the empty bowl on the desk in front of him and continued to read quietly, as if all this had never happened.

He drank her medicine and didn't even say thank you?

What a cold-blooded ice face!

Seeing him looking like he deserved a beating, Qiao Mu Yao kept muttering in her heart, I hope that thing isn't poisonous, otherwise it won't kill you!
After dawdling in the room for a long time, Qiao Muyao found out that he had no adverse reactions, so he went to cook with confidence.

There are a few big stones under the eaves, Chang Wu is building a simple earthen kiln, Qiao Muyang is following behind him to help, the two of them are very busy.

When he opened the lid of the pot and took a look, he found that the eggs had not been moved. Qiao Muyao's heart suddenly sank. This guy didn't even eat breakfast. He looked very angry!

After picking up the eggs and washing the pot, Qiao Muyao fried two vegetarian dishes and was about to light a fire to steam the rice when Ding Meng'er carried the food box into the yard.

"Brother Jingchen, I'm here to bring you a meal. Today's fried bacon with fresh bamboo shoots is really delicious!"

Afraid that others would not know, she shouted loudly as soon as she entered the door.

No wonder I didn't eat the eggs in the morning. It turned out that someone brought food.Qiao Muyao dropped the firewood on the ground with a clang. If I had known this, I would have been so worried!

Xu rolled it with an egg, and the redness and swelling on Ding Meng'er's face subsided a lot.

"Brother Jingchen, is your cough better? Would you like to make another bowl of ginger soup?" Ding Menger walked up to him and asked.

An Jingchen's eyes moved away from the book, raised his head and looked at her with a frown, "I told you not to come, why are you disobedient?"

"I'm worried, so I came here to have a look."

Ding Meng'er put the food box on the desk, took out the fried pork with fresh bamboo shoots, steamed custard and a bowl of rice, then smiled and handed him the chopsticks, "Eat it while it's hot, it won't taste good when it's cold. "

An Jingchen was about to refuse when he saw Qiao Muyao appear at the door and said angrily: "Oh, you really thought you were so stubborn and wouldn't eat what I cooked. It turns out that there was a snail girl who brought food." "I heard that you are now Each cook their own food?" Ding Meng'er turned her head and gave her an annoyed look, "Anyway, if you don't cook, some people will cook for him!"

Hehe, lick the dog!
Qiao Muchao's chest felt as if there was a stone blocked, thinking that the ice cube was really empty. She had been with Ding Meng'er for so long, but she didn't even see her character clearly.

What use is there for such a man?

"I don't care about it anyway. You can pick up the things I don't want if you want." Qiao Muyao suppressed the anger in her heart and said cheerfully.

thing?
This woman actually treated him as something that could be discarded at any time!

An Jingchen's face suddenly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He took the chopsticks from Ding Meng'er's hand angrily and started eating in silence.

"Brother Jingchen, try to see if the bamboo shoots are delicious. I made them myself." Ding Meng'er smiled happily and moved the plate in front of him.

Qiao Muyao couldn't stand it anymore and simply went to steam rice.

After the rice was steamed, Ding Meng'er had left with the food box, and the earthen stove outside was also ready, so she just called them to eat together.

Qiao Muyao deliberately moved the dining table next to him. On the table were cooked vegetables she bought in the county. The remaining eggs were also cut into crescent shapes and arranged in the shape of lotus flowers.

It had been a long time since he had eaten meat. Qiao Muyang was so happy, "Brother-in-law, come and eat. Today's meal is so rich!"

"Ignore him, he won't eat it." Qiao Muyao picked up a piece of braised pig's trotters and put it into his bowl, "Look at your small body, you need to eat more meat."

"Yeah!" Qiao Muyang responded vaguely while eating eggs.

"Brother Chang Wu, you should eat more. You've worked hard today." Qiao Muyao put a chopstick of meat into his bowl.

"Don't just greet us, you can eat too." Chang Wu directly picked up the plate and picked up a lot for her.

"Haha, don't take any more. If you take more, you won't be able to finish it!" Qiao Muyao looked at the mountains of vegetables in the bowl and hurriedly took the bowl to dodge.

"Sister doesn't want me to want it!"

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Why do you feel that their happy appearance is more like a family?

Listening to the laughter, An Jingchen felt as if he had eaten a fly. He threw the book onto the desk with a "snap", stood up, threw up his sleeves and left.

"What's wrong with brother-in-law?" Qiao Muyang asked in confusion.

"I can't stop your mouth with the sauce elbow, so I'll eat it!" Qiao Muyao glared at him.

In the past, she would even worry about gains and losses because of An Jingchen's look. Seeing Qiao Muyao like this, Chang Wu was very pleased, "Do you really not care?"

"It's not like he cares about it. Someone brings him food anyway, so why should I ask for trouble!" Qiao Muyao said loudly on purpose.

This woman is simply too much!

He invited his sweetheart into the house, and he didn't say anything. Meng'er only gave her two meals, but she was so yin and yang!

An Jingchen turned back angrily, "Don't forget your identity, before you get the divorce letter, you are still my wife, An Jingchen!"

(End of this chapter)