Chapter 136: Boiling Medicine
"This is simply... Oh, forget it, let her do whatever she wants," Long Zhan said nonchalantly while washing the fruit.
Gu Yunting was surprised by Long Zhan's transformation: "You are not really trapped, are you?"
Long Zhan fished out the fruits and arranged them on a plate, nodding, “I’ve fallen in love with her, and I’ve lost to her.
This place has been poisoned by her, and no matter how hard you try, you can't get rid of it. Instead, it keeps accumulating."
Long Zhan turned around and looked at Gu Yunting, pointing at his heart and spoke seriously.
Gu Yunting leaned on the back of the wheelchair, folded his hands on his abdomen, and looked at the blue sky.
Murong Xue? How much charm could make such a proud person become like this?
You have to know that they are all not young anymore. Long Zhan is almost 40 years old, and some of the children of their age are already in their teens. But listening to his words, they felt inexplicably sad.
"How many years older are you than her? Do you know?" Gu Yunting asked this out of the blue.
Long Zhan's body froze when he asked, "I don't seem to know how old she is, but she seems to be a classmate of Chenxi from my eldest brother's family. That means she is 23 or 4 years old."
Gu Yunting shook his head: "I think she is still young. If you really want to go on like this, you should treat her like your own daughter."
Long Zhan listened to his tone and asked, "You quit?"
Gu Yunting: "Don't think too much." Although he was still struggling in his heart, he couldn't let go.
When the two of them went downstairs again, the elevator and the room were filled with a foul smell.
They went to the kitchen together. Murong Xue was still there, but the smell in the kitchen was even worse than outside. It was so stinky. How did she do it? Couldn't she smell it?
At this moment, two people were thinking the same question in their minds: isn't this too much to bear?
"What kind of medicine are you making?" Long Zhan not only had a headache, but was also overwhelmed.
Murong Xue said without even looking up, "Tiger bone ointment, used to treat Mr. Gu's legs."
Gu Yunting: "..." Why did you call him by his last name? Are you so reluctant to call him by his first name?
"Call me Third Brother from now on."
Murong Xue kept her eyes on the pot of medicine, not knowing what Gu Yunting said, and agreed: "Oh (o)"
"Why does it stink so much?" Long Zhan asked again.
Murong Xue still maintained her original posture: "There are tiger bones and... How can it not smell? It will be ready in a while, and it won't smell anymore after it's cooked."
Long Zhan stepped forward: "Do you need my help?"
Murong Xue turned around and glanced at Long Zhan and Gu Yunting, then glanced at the messy kitchen, and said a little embarrassedly: "Um... just clean it up?"
Gu Yunting: "Can't you clean it?"
Murong Xue: "If you're not afraid that I'll drop them all, just wait for me to clean them up."
When Long Zhan heard this, the sound of plates smashing and the messy scene immediately came to his mind: "No, I'll clean it up."
While Long Zhan was cleaning up, he watched Murong Xue stirring the pot of medicine with a spoon in her hand.
It seemed that she had been doing this action ever since they came in.
There were two broken spoons next to them, which he silently took and threw into the trash can.
I tried hard to calm myself down, and thought about asking Zheng Nan to buy some over tomorrow.
Gu Yunting looked at Long Zhan's movements and helpless expression, and asked, "How many pots of this ointment do I need to boil for my legs?"
I thought to myself, let’s prepare more spoons.
Murong Xue was staring at the changes in the medicine and didn't hear what Gu Yunting said at all. At this time, the stirring movement of her hands also increased speed.
Long Zhan watched her stirring faster and faster, and the spoon in her hand was about to break. He silently opened the cabinet door and didn't see anything else, so he had to take out the sharpening stick and hand it to Murong Xue.
Murong Xue exclaimed when she saw the knife sharpening gang: "Why didn't you take it out earlier? I didn't dare to stir it hard with this."
Murong Xue threw the spoon aside and replaced it with a sharpening rod. She said cheerfully, "This one is more useful."
Long Zhan looked at the ointment she had thrown out on the white tile wall, and veins bulged on his forehead.
He raised his hand to turn on the smoker, then quietly cleaned up.
Gu Yunting looked at Long Zhan's forbearance and the movements of his hands. Why did he look a little disappointed?
Is this what it looks like to hold back violent rage?
Murong Xue heard the sound of the cigarette smoker and turned to look at Long Zhan: "Haha, I forgot, thank you."
Gu Yunting glanced at Murong Xue and shook his head. Well, just bear with it.
Who would have thought that a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder would be asked to do these jobs? It turns out that God is fair to everyone.
Pushing the wheelchair to the sink: "I'll wash them, you clean up those."
Long Zhan nodded. He didn’t want to say a word now.
Just as the three of them were doing their own work, suddenly a strong fragrance filled the entire kitchen.
Long Zhan saw it more clearly than Gu Yunting. When he first came in, the ointment in the pot was black, but now it has turned dark green and somewhat crystal clear.
When Xue Fengying came in carrying a lot of bags, she was almost suffocated by the stench in the room.
"Is the toilet clogged?"
As he said that, he and Zheng Nan quickly opened all the windows in the house and turned on the exhaust fans.
Zheng Nan was puzzled: "No, this is the top floor. Master Qi took the independent sewer system."
Xue Fengying yelled into the house, "Seventh Brother, what are you doing? You made the house stink."
Long Zhan was brought back to reality by his mother's shout.
He turned around, opened the kitchen door and walked out: "Mom, why are you here?"
Xue Fengying watched her son walk out of the kitchen wearing an apron and gloves.
Curiously asked, "Is the kitchen blocked?"
"No."
Gu Yunting also pushed the wheelchair out: "Aunt Xue."
"Yun Ting is here too, what are you two doing?"
Before Long Zhan and Gu Yunting could speak, they heard Murong Xue shout, "Mission accomplished!"
Xue Fengying's body stiffened. She looked at her son and leaned in to whisper, "Are you living together?"
Long Zhan nodded.
"Did you get it?"
Long Zhan shook his head.
Xue Fengying punched Long Zhan in the chest: "You are a fool, a waste, and you are so stupid. I am telling you, don't say I am your mother in public."
Long Zhan: “…” This is definitely my biological mother.
Gu Yunting: “…” This is definitely her biological mother.
At this moment, a sudden aroma of medicine wafted out from the kitchen, and several people felt refreshed when they smelled it.
Xue Fengying learned that Murong Xue was making medicine. She didn't intend to let Murong Xue see her embarrassed, so she waved her hand and took Zhang Nan away quietly.