Doomsday Magic Kitchen

Chapter 78 Establishment of a Mercenary Group

"Sick?" Fang Qing thought hard about the word, no, can their people in the 32nd century also get sick? She has never been sick since she grew up, aren't they the best genes, how can they still get sick? She will get sick, no matter what her genes are or how good she is, Lu Jin will still be right.

She Fang Qing, a highly civilized human in the 32nd century, was actually ill and still had a severe cold.

"Knock knock..." There was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Fang Qing said in a hoarse voice, his eyes were red and his face was red. It was really pitiful.

The door opened from the outside, and Mengru walked in with a bowl in her hand.

"Fang Qing, are you feeling better?" She came over and put the bowl on the table. As soon as she saw Fang Qing like this, she knew it wasn't good.

Fang Qing kept rubbing her face in the pillow, "It's not good, it's uncomfortable, it's hard to die, it's the first time she's been sick, she didn't expect it to be so uncomfortable, even her breathing seemed to be blocked, and it was hot for a while. It will be cold."

"That's what illness is like." Meng Ru took the bowl, "You can drink this and you'll be better."

Fang Qing sat up, she looked at the bowl in Meng Ru's hand and the yellow things in the bowl.

"What's this?" She sniffed it, feeling her nose rushing.

"This is ginger soup." Meng Ru smiled, "In the past, as long as I was sick, my grandmother would give me these. It works very well. Just drink it and sweat a little."

"Really?" Fang Qing brought it over, her hands were hot, but very comfortable, she took a breath, her nose was sore and itchy,
"Ahie." She couldn't help but sneezed again, and people were also dizzy.

"Yeah, you'll be fine after you drink it." Meng Ru comforted her. She had never seen someone catch a cold like this, as if they were about to die. Besides, how could anyone not catch a cold? No matter how healthy people are, they can also get sick, especially this common disease.

But she didn't know that Fang Qing was different. She was someone who had never been sick before, and this was the first time she was sick.

Fang Qing sniffed and took a sip with tears in her eyes. It was spicy and had a strange taste. She raised her eyes and glanced at Mengru. Mengru smiled at her. The taste was a little bad, but it worked.

Fang Qing just took the bowl and drank it one by one. After the bowl was finished, she lay down again, still not feeling very comfortable.

"Have Lu Jin and the others gone out?" she asked in a shaky voice.

"Yeah, I went out early in the morning. It should be about time to come back." Mengru looked at the sky outside, the snow was still falling, I don't know what happened to them, and the mission was okay.

"En." Fang Qing hugged the quilt on her body, she yawned, and she didn't know if it was the bowl of ginger soup that was working. She felt sleepy and seemed to be sweating.

"Fang Qing, what do you want to eat, I'll make some for you."

"I don't want to eat..." Fang Qing muttered, she has become like this, and she can still eat.

"Then let me cook some of this porridge for you to eat." Meng Ru thought about it, there is still rice in the kitchen, but it's not good to not eat it, especially for people who are still sick.

"En." Fang Qing replied in a daze. There was also something in the kitchen in the house, all of which Lu Jin got when he was on a mission.

Meng Ru stood up, she lowered her head, and looked at Fang Qing, whose face was still a little red, "You have to get better soon, or you will have to go to the doctor. No, you will have to go to the hospital in the base." She talking to himself,

And she couldn't help but glanced at the room, it didn't seem strange. Besides, Fang Qing, who was dying now, couldn't see any difference, he was just an ordinary person.

"Maybe it's because I earned more points." She shrugged her shoulders, opened the door, and glanced at Fang Qing worriedly, and then she walked out.

Just after the door slammed shut, Ah Wucai, who was sitting on the side, came over, bit the quilt with his mouth, and covered it for Fang Qing.

It turns out that you can get sick too, human beings are really fragile.

Fang Qing frowned, as if he was not sleeping very well, but his face was much better than before, and his breathing gradually became smoother.

I don't know how long it took, the door outside rang, Ah Wu raised his face, and they came back.

Sure enough, I saw a cold wind blowing in outside for a while, and even snow flakes followed.

Lu Jin strode in, carrying a bag of things on his back, as did Lin Yue, who came in later.

"I'm so cold to death." Lin Yue fought a cold war, and then patted the snowflakes on his body. The snow was really big enough, and it hasn't stopped. If it doesn't stop, he may not be able to go out tomorrow.

Lu Jin put down the bag on his shoulders and walked towards Fang Qing's room. "How is she?" he asked Mengru, who was busy at the table.

"I fell asleep." Meng Ru also looked at the closed door, "I've been sleeping, but it's better."

"En." Lu Jin responded, opened the door, and saw that Fang Qing was indeed asleep, and his face was much better. He walked over and put his hand on Fang Qing's forehead.

"This is the first time she is sick." Ah Wu jumped down, and the temperature on her body was also higher, as if it could be used as a heater.

"En." Lu Jin is used to Ah Wu being able to speak in human language. Don't you people get sick? He still doesn't believe it. ?”

"Yes, humans don't get sick." Ah Wu replied, "The temperature is controlled by the central computer, and there will be no sudden drop in temperature. The temperature here is too unstable, no matter how good she is. The genes can't stand it either."

At this moment, Fang Qing's eyelashes moved, and she opened her eyes, as if she was still a little dazed.

"Lu Jin..." After a long time, she finally came to her senses. There was some light in her eyes, and her voice was still a little hoarse, but she stopped sneezing.

"Let you wear this in the future so you can go out less." Lu Jin pinched her face, feeling the temperature on her body, um, it's fine, it's not too hot, it should be fine.

"How do I know I'll get sick, I've never been sick before." Fang Qing pitifully grabbed Lu Jin's clothes, and, this sickness is too uncomfortable, I don't want to give birth again.

"Then give me some peace of mind." Lu Jin took the clothes and put them on for her. He almost became her nanny. Unexpectedly, such a blunt man would be so careful when he did things. serious.

"Let's go, let's eat." He pulled Fang Qing up.

Fang Qing pouted, "I'm still a patient."

"I have to get up when I'm sick." Lu Jin opened the door, and the outside was as warm as spring. It was still warm because of the stove, but the outside was different. It could be said to be icy and snowy. Too cold.

Mengru had already set up her chopsticks. She boiled porridge and fried a few dishes. Although it wasn't as delicious as Fang Qing's, it was quite rich.

Fang Qing sat down and looked at the pot of white porridge, she swallowed, um, hungry.

Meng Ru took a bowl and gave it to Fang Qing, "Fang Qing, eat more, so that you can get better faster."

"En." Fang Qing nodded. She took the bowl and took a sip. The taste was still good.Although there is no special taste, she still likes it very much.
Adding some sugar, there was no taste in his mouth. Fang Qing took a sip and took out a candy jar. Meng Ru and Lin Yue didn't know where she got it from. Anyway, Fang Qing has a lot of weird things, and they all is used to it.

Fang Qing added a spoonful of sugar to it. Well, it was still tasteless. She added, and added, and kept adding five or six spoons of sugar. Then she drank it. Seeing the dream was like a twitch in the corner of her eye, adding so much. , Isn't she too sweet, and obviously, Fang Qing didn't feel how sweet, because she added a spoonful while eating.

(End of this chapter)