Qiao Simu raised his head slightly, with an insignificant arc.
Fu Zhuochen bent down slightly and faced the wall to see her expression clearly.
Her nose was red, her eyelashes were stained with tears, her mouth was flat, and she sniffed from time to time.
Fu Zhuochen said to Qiao Simu warmly: "Don't cry, I will make it up to you when I get back."
Zhang Ma looked at Fu Zhuochen and hesitated to speak.
Shen Mingyue scolded Qiao Simu in front of so many people, but Fu Zhuochen didn't care, but later said that he would compensate Qiao Simu.
Does this matter to her or not?
This question has been lingering in Zhang Ma's mind for a long time.
After returning to Fu's house from the Trade City, Zhang Ma suddenly pulled Qiao Simu to a small kitchen on the second floor.
Qiao Simu looked at Zhang Ma with confusion.
Zhang Ma carefully closed the kitchen door and then secretly took out a packet of Chinese medicine.
Under Qiao Simu's extremely puzzled eyes, he said to Qiao Simu: "I thought about it and I'm afraid it won't work just to rely on the methods I taught you before. You have to take some practical actions.
This is a recipe that I asked someone to find out. It is said to be particularly effective for people with injured legs. I even went to someone to ask about this recipe. Even if it doesn’t work on Mr. Chen’s legs, I will definitely take it.
not bad.
As for you, just quickly boil these medicinal materials into medicine, and then deliver it to Mr. Chen personally, and tell him that you prepared it yourself, and he will definitely be touched to some extent, best, best..."
You can burn yourself.
Zhang Ma did not say this last sentence, for fear that if she said it, the fool would not dare to cooperate because of fear of pain.
"Okay, hurry up and make the medicine." Zhang Ma gently pushed Qiao Simu away and urged.
Qiao Simu frowned: "I want to go to the toilet."
"You... hurry up!"
After hearing this, Qiao Simu immediately left the kitchen and returned to her room. She took advantage of her last trip to the Trade City to get the pills she asked her subordinates in the laboratory to prepare.
Some of these pills were based on Fu Zhuochen's prescriptions and were ground into pills according to the dosage.
There are also concentrated tablets of a certain medicinal material, which makes it easier for her to adjust the dosage according to the actual situation.
Zhang Ma gave her a natural opportunity now.
By the time Qiao Simu returned to the kitchen, Zhang's mother was extremely anxious: "It's all your fault that you said you wanted to go to the toilet, which made me want to go to the toilet too. You, don't touch your medicinal materials until I finish going to the toilet!"
Before she could finish her words, Zhang Ma disappeared from the kitchen.
Qiao Simu carefully picked up the medicinal materials in the medicine bag, combined with the medicinal ingredients of his own pills, and quietly threw away many of the medicinal materials inside.
Before Zhang Ma came back, she threw all the medicinal materials into the medicine pot, added water to it, and also threw in the tablets that melt when exposed to water.
When Zhang Ma came in, she saw Qiao Simu studying how to turn on the stove, and she was so frightened that she almost flew away.
Looking at the empty medicine bag, he asked: "Have you put all the medicinal materials in it?"
Qiao Simu nodded proudly.
Zhang Ma couldn't remember whether there were too many medicinal materials or not. She fished it out casually and saw no other miscellaneous things.
He asked again: "You just put all the medicinal materials in the medicine bag and didn't put anything else in, right?"
Qiao Simu shook his head quickly.
Zhang Ma looked her up and down: "I don't dare to measure you."
Turning on the fire, Zhang Ma said to Qiao Simu: "You must keep a close eye on it and don't walk away! Don't let this spill."
After saying that, Zhang Ma set the alarm clock on Qiao Simu's cell phone, told her to call her if anything happened, and then left.
She doesn't have the leisure to stay here.
Qiao Simu also breathed a sigh of relief. She was still thinking about how to control the heat if Zhang Ma was always here.
The quality of fire control also greatly affects the efficacy of the medicine.
This medicine takes four hours to boil. This is because some medicinal materials are processed into tablets in advance.
But according to Zhang’s mother’s prescription, it would take six hours.
It's not a problem to keep this medicine waiting for it to cool down.
Zhang Ma received the call and hurried to the kitchen. When she saw that the fire had been turned off, she quickly turned it back on.
Qiao Simu intentionally or unintentionally stopped Zhang's mother and asked with a puzzled face: "Didn't you say you have to turn off the alarm when the alarm clock rings?"
Zhang's mother said: "Where did the alarm clock go off? I clearly set it for six hours, how could it go off after four hours?!"
Qiao Simu frowned and showed the phone to Zhang Ma. It did show that the countdown was over and the alarm clock rang.
Zhang Ma frowned and looked at Qiao Simu suspiciously: "Did you secretly change the time yourself?"
Qiao Simu immediately shook his head desperately.
Zhang Ma picked up the medicine bag that had not been thrown away, looked at the prescription written by the old Chinese doctor on it, rubbed her eyes, and held the prescription closer.
Four hours?
But why did she remember it was six hours?
Could it be that this fool set the alarm clock earlier to avoid laziness and then changed the prescription time?
This idea was quickly rejected by Zhang’s mother.
It's already great that a fool can adjust the time by himself. How could she change the prescription? This was written by an old Chinese doctor.
It seems that she must have misremembered.
"Now that the medicine has been prepared, hurry up and send it to Mr. Chen."
"Oh oh oh oh." Qiao Simu nodded repeatedly and awkwardly reached out to touch the medicine pot. He immediately took his hand back when it was burned, and then kept blowing on his hand.
Zhang's mother hurriedly urged her: "What are you still doing? Hurry up, otherwise the medicine will be cold and useless later!"
Qiao Simu frowned: "It's hot and my hands hurt."
Zhang Ma wished that she would be burned, so she directly dragged her hand to touch the hot pot of medicine.
This woman is crazy!
Qiao Simu immediately shook off Zhang Ma's hand.
She still needs to keep this hand for work!
After getting rid of Zhang Ma, Qiao Simu immediately ran to the door of the kitchen. No matter how hard and soft she tried, Zhang Ma was unwilling to go there. She was so angry that she could only find a piece of cloth to cover herself and pour the medicine into a bowl.
Zhang Ma directly gave the medicine bowl to Qiao Simu.
Qiao Simu: "..."
Zhang Ma will not give up until she is burned to death.
Looking at the misty and dark medicine, Qiao Simu subconsciously backed away again, not wanting to get close: "Bitter, hot."
While backing up, he protected his hands.
Zhang Ma was so angry that she almost vomited blood. In the end, she had no choice but to compromise and find a tray for Qiao Simu, and finally let Qiao Simu deliver the medicine to Fu Zhuochen.
Fu Zhuochen looked at the medicine Qiao Simu brought and asked, knowingly: "What is this?"
Qiao Simu blinked: "Medicine, if my good-looking brother is sick, I have to take medicine to get better! If my good-looking brother is afraid of hardship, Mu Mu will treat my good-looking brother to some sweets!"
Fu Zhuochen smiled and put his hand next to the medicine bowl.
"Brother Chen, you can't drink that medicine!" Shen Mingyue came in and said loudly.