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Chapter 313 The Extreme Among Men...
If Mu Xiantong and Li Yuan didn't live in the same courtyard, Zhang Yan might have stayed without hesitation. The shadow of fear just now has not disappeared from Zhang Yan's heart, and he just rejected Li Yuan.
Li Yuan was disappointed in her heart, but it didn't show on her face. She was already very satisfied that she could make such fast progress with Zhang Yan.
"Zhang Yan, the results of the senior high school entrance examination will be announced in one week. You should call me when the time comes. I will go with you."
Zhang Yan nodded in agreement, watched Li Yuan walk into the courtyard before leaving in peace, and drove back to his rented villa next to Xiangyang High School.
It was already ten o'clock in the middle of the night when I got home, and I moved very quietly for fear of disturbing anyone. I went back to the bedroom without disturbing the sleeping Pang Yan, took off my clothes and got into the bed.
Early the next morning, Pang Yan woke up and found Zhang Yan who was sleeping soundly beside him. He couldn't bear to disturb him. He got dressed and had breakfast and left. When Zhang Yan woke up, it was already afternoon. He was wet by the rain yesterday and felt uncomfortable. It seemed that he had caught a cold. He touched his hot forehead and shook his head helplessly.
Putting on his clothes in a daze, there was no one at home, even Mr. Xia was not at home, so he didn't eat, so he left the villa and went to a nearby Chinese medicine store to buy medicinal materials for treating colds.
Zhang Yan has been soaked in elixir since he was a child, so it can be said that he has never been sick. This time, he didn't know what happened, but he caught a cold.
As a well-known Chinese medicine doctor, he naturally wouldn't buy western medicine, not to mention that Zhang Yan is very good at colds. When he came to the Chinese medicine store, he directly reported the Chinese medicine he needed, and left under the surprised eyes of the clerk. drugstore.
With the decoction in hand, Zhang Yan planned to go home to decoct the medicine and sleep. The most important thing now was to get rid of his cold. It was almost time to compete with the merchants. He didn't expect to rush forward with a cold.
Back home, Zhang Yan decocted the medicine by himself. After cooking, he took it into the bedroom and leaned on the side of the bed, drinking the hard-to-swallow Chinese medicine with an embarrassed face. After this personal trial, Zhang Yan understood why Chinese people like to take Western medicine instead of Chinese medicine. Not Chinese medicine.
Traditional Chinese medicine is too bitter, and the amount is large, while Western medicine is just some granules, even if it is bitter, it is temporary, but Chinese medicine is different. After drinking, the bitter taste still lingers between the lips and teeth, and it will not disappear for a long time.The gap between the two is too great. If Chinese medicine is developed into pills, there may be some hope.
After drinking the traditional Chinese medicine for treating colds, Zhang Yan felt much better. He just needs to sleep with his head covered and he might be fine at night.
Nuolan, who came back from get off work, smelled a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine as soon as she entered the living room on the second floor. When she came to the kitchen and saw the unpacked medicine jars, she wondered who was sick.
Nuo Lan had just arrived home, and Pang Yan also came back. The pungent smell also made her frown. When she came to the living room and saw Nuo Lan, she asked suspiciously, "Sister Nuo Lan, are you sick?"
"It's not me!"
"It's not you, could it be that Zhang Yan is sick." Worried, Pang Yan hurried back to the bedroom and saw Zhang Yan lying under the blanket covering his sweat.
He went up, lifted a corner of the quilt, looked at his face flushed like the sun, and asked anxiously: "Zhang Yan, what's wrong with you, are you sick?"
Pang Yan's voice came from his ears, Zhang Yan opened his dazed eyes, looked at Pang Yan's fair and pretty face half squatting in front of him, and said with a faint smile: "I have a small cold, it's fine, I won't eat today, you guys go!"
"Is it just a small cold?" Pang Yan stretched out his palm and touched Zhang Yan's forehead, feeling the scorching heat, and became anxious.
"Zhang Yan, your forehead is so hot! Go to the hospital immediately!"
"Pang Yan, have you forgotten that I am a doctor, don't worry! If I say I'm fine, I'll be fine."
"Is it really all right?" Pang Yan still asked incredulously.
"Of course, you can ask Nuolan. Last time she had a cold, I was the one who took care of her."
"Then do you want to eat something?"
"I'm not hungry, go eat!"
Feeling exhausted and weak, he doesn't want to do anything now.
Pang Yan worriedly left the bedroom and returned to the living room.
"Sister Pang Yan, is Zhang Yan really sick?"
"I have a cold, Nuolan, did Zhang Yan really cure your cold last time?" Pang Yan asked uncertainly.
"Well, Zhang Yan did prescribe me a decoction to treat a cold last time. I only drank it twice and my illness was cured."
After Nuo Lan said this, most of the worries in Pang Yan's heart disappeared, and he silently prayed for Zhang Yan in his heart, hoping that she would recover as soon as possible.
When I was a child, Long Ling and Xia Yu's grandfather and grandson all came back, and they all smelled the pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and asked about their doubts.
"Is Zhang Yan sick?"
"Sick, how could he be sick?" Long Ling asked worriedly, as Zhang Yan's senior sister, it was necessary and obligatory for her to visit her.
He came to the bedroom without stopping, and the first thing he saw was Zhang Yan lying on the bed with a flushed complexion, and there was still a bowl of unfinished Chinese medicine on the bedside table.
"Stinky boy, what's the matter? Didn't pay attention when we had sex at night, and I caught a cold." Long Ling sarcastically said.
"Senior sister, look at what you said, would I be so careless? I was caught in the rain yesterday and caught a cold accidentally."
"Are you going to meet your little lover again, brat, eat what's in the pot and look at what's in the bowl, sooner or later you'll capsize in the hands of a woman."
Looking at Long Ling's posture, he didn't seem to be comforting, but rather came to seek revenge. He wanted to spill all his anger these days on Zhang Yan.
"Senior sister, look at what you said, do you think I look like that? I was with a friend yesterday, and suddenly it rained."
"Friend, you really have a lot of friends in Xiangyang City, isn't it your girlfriend?"
"Of course! I am such a handsome guy. Wherever I go, I don't attract the attention of thousands of people. Haha, don't you envy me! My Senior Sister Longling." Zhang Yan smiled triumphantly and coughed twice.
"Have a good rest! If you want to quarrel with me like this, you won't gain the upper hand." Hearing Zhang Yan's ferocious face, Long Ling worriedly dissuaded him, and stopped sarcasm.
"Thank you, senior sister, for your condolences. On behalf of the whole family, I thank you and thank your eighteen generations of ancestors. I am going to rest. You can go out!"
"Stinky boy, you're still stubborn when you're sick." With an angry snort, Long Ling left the bedroom.
Looking at Senior Sister Long Ling's swaying round buttocks, thinking of what I did to her the night before, my heart began to fluctuate. I am afraid that Zhang Yan is No. 1 if he can still think about lewd things when he is sick. of the best.
Li Yuan was disappointed in her heart, but it didn't show on her face. She was already very satisfied that she could make such fast progress with Zhang Yan.
"Zhang Yan, the results of the senior high school entrance examination will be announced in one week. You should call me when the time comes. I will go with you."
Zhang Yan nodded in agreement, watched Li Yuan walk into the courtyard before leaving in peace, and drove back to his rented villa next to Xiangyang High School.
It was already ten o'clock in the middle of the night when I got home, and I moved very quietly for fear of disturbing anyone. I went back to the bedroom without disturbing the sleeping Pang Yan, took off my clothes and got into the bed.
Early the next morning, Pang Yan woke up and found Zhang Yan who was sleeping soundly beside him. He couldn't bear to disturb him. He got dressed and had breakfast and left. When Zhang Yan woke up, it was already afternoon. He was wet by the rain yesterday and felt uncomfortable. It seemed that he had caught a cold. He touched his hot forehead and shook his head helplessly.
Putting on his clothes in a daze, there was no one at home, even Mr. Xia was not at home, so he didn't eat, so he left the villa and went to a nearby Chinese medicine store to buy medicinal materials for treating colds.
Zhang Yan has been soaked in elixir since he was a child, so it can be said that he has never been sick. This time, he didn't know what happened, but he caught a cold.
As a well-known Chinese medicine doctor, he naturally wouldn't buy western medicine, not to mention that Zhang Yan is very good at colds. When he came to the Chinese medicine store, he directly reported the Chinese medicine he needed, and left under the surprised eyes of the clerk. drugstore.
With the decoction in hand, Zhang Yan planned to go home to decoct the medicine and sleep. The most important thing now was to get rid of his cold. It was almost time to compete with the merchants. He didn't expect to rush forward with a cold.
Back home, Zhang Yan decocted the medicine by himself. After cooking, he took it into the bedroom and leaned on the side of the bed, drinking the hard-to-swallow Chinese medicine with an embarrassed face. After this personal trial, Zhang Yan understood why Chinese people like to take Western medicine instead of Chinese medicine. Not Chinese medicine.
Traditional Chinese medicine is too bitter, and the amount is large, while Western medicine is just some granules, even if it is bitter, it is temporary, but Chinese medicine is different. After drinking, the bitter taste still lingers between the lips and teeth, and it will not disappear for a long time.The gap between the two is too great. If Chinese medicine is developed into pills, there may be some hope.
After drinking the traditional Chinese medicine for treating colds, Zhang Yan felt much better. He just needs to sleep with his head covered and he might be fine at night.
Nuolan, who came back from get off work, smelled a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine as soon as she entered the living room on the second floor. When she came to the kitchen and saw the unpacked medicine jars, she wondered who was sick.
Nuo Lan had just arrived home, and Pang Yan also came back. The pungent smell also made her frown. When she came to the living room and saw Nuo Lan, she asked suspiciously, "Sister Nuo Lan, are you sick?"
"It's not me!"
"It's not you, could it be that Zhang Yan is sick." Worried, Pang Yan hurried back to the bedroom and saw Zhang Yan lying under the blanket covering his sweat.
He went up, lifted a corner of the quilt, looked at his face flushed like the sun, and asked anxiously: "Zhang Yan, what's wrong with you, are you sick?"
Pang Yan's voice came from his ears, Zhang Yan opened his dazed eyes, looked at Pang Yan's fair and pretty face half squatting in front of him, and said with a faint smile: "I have a small cold, it's fine, I won't eat today, you guys go!"
"Is it just a small cold?" Pang Yan stretched out his palm and touched Zhang Yan's forehead, feeling the scorching heat, and became anxious.
"Zhang Yan, your forehead is so hot! Go to the hospital immediately!"
"Pang Yan, have you forgotten that I am a doctor, don't worry! If I say I'm fine, I'll be fine."
"Is it really all right?" Pang Yan still asked incredulously.
"Of course, you can ask Nuolan. Last time she had a cold, I was the one who took care of her."
"Then do you want to eat something?"
"I'm not hungry, go eat!"
Feeling exhausted and weak, he doesn't want to do anything now.
Pang Yan worriedly left the bedroom and returned to the living room.
"Sister Pang Yan, is Zhang Yan really sick?"
"I have a cold, Nuolan, did Zhang Yan really cure your cold last time?" Pang Yan asked uncertainly.
"Well, Zhang Yan did prescribe me a decoction to treat a cold last time. I only drank it twice and my illness was cured."
After Nuo Lan said this, most of the worries in Pang Yan's heart disappeared, and he silently prayed for Zhang Yan in his heart, hoping that she would recover as soon as possible.
When I was a child, Long Ling and Xia Yu's grandfather and grandson all came back, and they all smelled the pungent smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and asked about their doubts.
"Is Zhang Yan sick?"
"Sick, how could he be sick?" Long Ling asked worriedly, as Zhang Yan's senior sister, it was necessary and obligatory for her to visit her.
He came to the bedroom without stopping, and the first thing he saw was Zhang Yan lying on the bed with a flushed complexion, and there was still a bowl of unfinished Chinese medicine on the bedside table.
"Stinky boy, what's the matter? Didn't pay attention when we had sex at night, and I caught a cold." Long Ling sarcastically said.
"Senior sister, look at what you said, would I be so careless? I was caught in the rain yesterday and caught a cold accidentally."
"Are you going to meet your little lover again, brat, eat what's in the pot and look at what's in the bowl, sooner or later you'll capsize in the hands of a woman."
Looking at Long Ling's posture, he didn't seem to be comforting, but rather came to seek revenge. He wanted to spill all his anger these days on Zhang Yan.
"Senior sister, look at what you said, do you think I look like that? I was with a friend yesterday, and suddenly it rained."
"Friend, you really have a lot of friends in Xiangyang City, isn't it your girlfriend?"
"Of course! I am such a handsome guy. Wherever I go, I don't attract the attention of thousands of people. Haha, don't you envy me! My Senior Sister Longling." Zhang Yan smiled triumphantly and coughed twice.
"Have a good rest! If you want to quarrel with me like this, you won't gain the upper hand." Hearing Zhang Yan's ferocious face, Long Ling worriedly dissuaded him, and stopped sarcasm.
"Thank you, senior sister, for your condolences. On behalf of the whole family, I thank you and thank your eighteen generations of ancestors. I am going to rest. You can go out!"
"Stinky boy, you're still stubborn when you're sick." With an angry snort, Long Ling left the bedroom.
Looking at Senior Sister Long Ling's swaying round buttocks, thinking of what I did to her the night before, my heart began to fluctuate. I am afraid that Zhang Yan is No. 1 if he can still think about lewd things when he is sick. of the best.
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