Divine Doctor Xiao Mengfei

Chapter 919 Qi Qi Likes Sour Food

"water."

Di Jingheng hurriedly put the prepared warm water into Xiao Qiqi's hands, watched her rinse her mouth, and then leaned limply on the chair, "I'm so disgusted."

"My lady, what's the matter?" Di Jingheng asked Xiao Qiqi worriedly, her face turned pale from vomiting, and she reached out to help her wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes, and there was still a little stain on the corners of her mouth.

"It's okay, maybe I have a bad stomach recently." Xiao Qiqi raised her head and smiled at Di Jingheng, then got up, "I'll go to bed and lie down for a while."

Di Jingheng hurriedly reached out to help her, helped her to lie down on the bed, looked at her pale face, felt very distressed, "I'll ask the doctor to show you, your appetite hasn't been very good these two days."

He thought she was tired of his cooking, so she changed the taste specially.

"You forgot, I am a doctor myself, why should I invite a doctor?" Xiao Qiqi laughed a little when he heard that Di Jingheng wanted to invite a doctor.

"Doctors don't heal themselves." Di Jingheng covered her with a quilt, touched her forehead, and then pulled her broken hair behind her ears, "You have a rest first."

Xiao Qiqi took his hand, and then leaned her small face on his generous palm, "I don't have that rule, I just have a bad stomach, it's fine."

"Could it be that the lady is tired these few days?" Di Jingheng said with a frown. If so, then he really needs to be more temperate, but he is already very temperate, once a day, if he is not temperate, then he will only I can abstinence.

Xiao Qiqi grabbed his hand, bit it lightly, gave him a coquettish look, then closed his eyes, "I'll sleep again."

After she fell asleep, Di Jingheng took out the palm she was resting on, and went out of the room. The filth had been cleaned up, thinking that she had a bad appetite recently, so he tried another flavor.

The seafood is a bit fishy, ​​so change to a lighter taste.

When Xiao Qiqi woke up, Di Jingheng was already waiting beside her, and he reached out to touch her forehead again, and asked concerned, "How is it, is it better?"

"Hungry, so hungry." Xiao Qiqi pursed her lips, and now she could feel her stomach rumbling.

"I knew you would be hungry, so I prepared it. It's very light ribs and radish soup. I thought you have a bad stomach, so I added some hawthorn into it." Di Jingheng lifted the quilt while talking, and supported Xiao Qiqi get out of bed.

Xiao Qiqi couldn't help chuckling, "I'm not sick, so don't be so careful."

"Can't even eat, isn't it sick?" Di Jingheng nodded Xiao Qiqi's forehead angrily, "If you can't get out of bed, you're sick, right?"

Xiao Qiqi curled her lips and looked at him sadly, "You often don't let me get out of bed."

Di Jingheng nodded her forehead angrily again, "If you don't eat on time next time, don't even think about getting out of bed."

"I won't get out of bed, and you shouldn't get out of bed either, only plowed cattle have no plowed land." Xiao Qiqi hummed softly.

"Are you sure?" Di Jingheng frowned lightly, if she dared to nod, then try.

Xiao Qiqi quickly covered her stomach, and looked at him aggrieved, "Heng, I'm so hungry, I want to eat."

Di Jingheng had nothing to do with her, so he ordered someone to bring the pork rib soup.

It might be because she was hungry, or it might be because the pork rib soup was a bit sour with hawthorn, which made her very appetizing. She drank two small bowls, hugged her stomach, and said comfortably, "A-Heng cooks delicious food. I still want to eat this."

(End of this chapter)