Lying on the bed on the back in front of the opposite sex made Song Yan very shy. She noticed that Chen Xiao's eyes were on her chest, and she was even more panicked and at a loss.

But the unbearable angina pectoris and the terrible heartbeat that seemed to be unable to stop the car left her with no room for consideration.

She nipped her teeth and said nervously:

"Doctor Chen...Doctor Chen, please... please trouble you!"

Nodded slightly, Chen Xiao suddenly pulled off the thin silk scarf from Song Yan's neck to cover his eyes, then trembled slightly and pressed his hand on Song Yan's chest, and the mysterious wordless gold square in his mind was running rapidly.

Suddenly, Song Yan clearly felt that Chen Xiao's left hand was as cold as ice and his right hand was as hot as fire.

Under the stimulation of alternating cold and heat, Song Yan's out-of-control heartbeat quickly became smooth and even, and the unbearable angina pectoris gradually improved.

She couldn't help but exclaim in disbelief:

"Doctor Chen, your wonderful hands are simply like a magic pill, which actually relieves my pain so quickly!"

Compared with Wugui's bone correction technique, the massage technique used by Chen Xiao at this time consumed a lot of energy. After only a while, he was already out of breath and sweating profusely, so he became more and more careless and nodded with a cautious look:

"Although Yin-Yang Weijie has magical efficacy for most heart disease patients, the heart disease you suffer from is extremely rare. It must be combined with medicinal dietary therapy to treat both the symptoms and the root cause."

Song Yan did not doubt Chen Xiao's words at all, and couldn't wait to interfere:

"What Chinese herbal ingredients are needed to prepare for medicinal diet therapy..."

Before she finished speaking, she was shocked to find that Chen Xiao suddenly lay on her body, and she was so scared that she was worried:

"Doctor Chen...Doctor Chen, what do you... want to do?"

With a bitter smile, Chen Xiaoqiang sat up and continued to grit his teeth and use his yin and yang weird hands, and said unhurriedly:

"Don't get me wrong, I... am exhausted."

At this time, Song Yan finally noticed that Chen Xiao was sweating heavily, and the scarf covered with his eyes was soaked. He was both moved and heartbroken. Before he knew it, he was already tearful and sobbing:

"Chen...Chen Xiao, why are you so kind to me?"

For fear of being exhausted again, Chen Xiao didn't notice Song Yan's tears at all and was always focused on massage.

After using the whole set of Yin and Yang weird hands in one go, he didn't care that Song Yan's clothes on his chest had been soaked with his sweat, and he fell down and lay beside Song Yan's side, gasping for breath:

"Treatment and saving lives is the duty of our doctors!"

After a pause, he added:

"Miss Song, prepare the ingredients needed for medicinal diet therapy immediately. At least one black chicken for five years, one black snake for eight years, ten cents of ginseng, three cents of poria cocos, peach kernel, safflower, Chuanxiong, and half a cent each... Remember, these ingredients do not need to be specially prepared for wild ones, and kitchen utensils also need to be prepared because I have to cook myself."

After all, there is a difference between men and women, so Song Yan was stunned for a moment and got out of bed quickly.

At this time, she could no longer feel any angina pectoris or any physical discomfort, but her heart was pounding like a deer bumping, and her face was blushing and her ears were hot.

As one of the well-known Chinese restaurants in Juxian City, Quail Sky has always paid attention to cooking.

Therefore, next to Song Yan's office is a spacious kitchen with high-end and complete configuration. Song Yan will take the cooking skills of her chefs here whenever she has time.

She only had one phone call, and soon all the medicinal materials and ingredients Chen Xiao needed were placed on the kitchen counter.

At this time, Chen Xiao had almost rested. After washing his hands carefully, he started cooking himself.

He has been studying since he was a child. Not long ago, after graduating from university, he entered the busiest emergency department in the central hospital for internship. He had no chance to enter the kitchen at all. You can imagine how bad his cooking skills are.

Song Yan saw with his own eyes that he stewed various medicinal ingredients into a cold water stew pot and then started stirring. He could hardly bear to look at him and said to himself:

"As a matter of fact, no one is perfect. Although Dr. Chen's medical skills can be described as "Tianshen", his cooking skills are too bad. He even forgot to ignite!"

Seeing that Chen Xiao had stirred with a spoon for at least ten minutes without turning on the fire, Song Yan finally couldn't help but speak carefully to remind him:

"Doctor Chen, you...have you forgotten to open the fire?"

"It's not tasty yet, no hurry!"

Chen Xiao shook his head without thinking, stirring the spoon in his hand faster, and the mysterious wordless gold square in his mind was running rapidly.

After about ten minutes, he finally turned the fire slowly.

Looking at the scarlet blood foam of the black chicken and the black snake in the stew pot, various Chinese medicines and cold water mixed together, Song Yan couldn't bear to look at it and secretly complained in his heart:

"How can I eat it so disgusting?"

But as the water in the pot boiled, the strange smell of meat filled the air, Song Yan couldn't help but lit up and exclaimed in disbelief:

"Doctor Chen, are you still proficient in cooking? Such deliciousness is comparable to that of a provincial chef!"
Chapter completed!