Xia Zhi soothed Yufeng for a while, and the bird fell asleep obediently.

Xia Zhe returned to her side.

Uncle Jin is not here.

Yu Zhiming had already finished a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup and was praising Grandma Luo: "It's so delicious, so delicious, I want another bowl."

In the summer solstice, I went to the kitchen to wash rice and started making porridge in a casserole.

Luo He: "What are you doing?"

"Didn't it mean that Chi Cheng vomited? It's better to eat porridge."

Yu Zhiming came in with a bowl: "Huh? Will there be porridge? Wow..."

Xia Zhi: "Don't worry, Jing Hanyan seems unhappy tonight. Have you gone to see him after you come back?"

"Really? Then I won't eat it anymore, I'll go and have a look." Yu Zhiming immediately put down the bowl, but when he turned around, he added: "Oh, I, I was going to go there too, it's not good to eat too much at night."

Xia Zhi gave him a look and felt it himself: Haha, I just smiled and didn't say anything.

After a while, Uncle Jin came out with a bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup.

The duck blood vermicelli soup didn't move. Uncle Jin looked at Xia Zhi and stopped talking. He touched the kitchen for a while and then asked, "Miss Xia, is there anything that can stop vomiting? Or, go and see our Mr. Chi?"

"What's wrong? I'm vomiting again?"

"Oh, I brought him a bowl of hot soup, but he vomited again."

"Okay, I'll go and have a look."

When the summer solstice arrived at Chi Cheng's room, Chi Cheng was sitting tiredly beside the bed, her whole body was like eggplant made of frost.

Uncle Jin asked over and asked, "I have taken away the duck blood vermicelli soup. Is it better now?"

Chi Cheng was looking up at Xia Zhi, and when he heard this, he jumped into the bathroom: "Dispair!"

Xia Zhe: "..." I vomited when I saw me. What does it mean?

While looking over, Uncle Jin said to Xia Zhi: "Look, I've vomited for the fourth time today."

Chi Cheng lay on the sink and retching, and he looked so hard that he could not spit out anything.

Xia Zhi thought about last time she vomited Chi Cheng all over in Beijing, but Chi Cheng didn't say a word, and his heart softened and walked in.

She leaned against the door and looked for a while. When Chi Cheng recovered a little, she asked casually: "How many months have you been?"

Chi Cheng turned around, his face pale, but his eyes were red.

But he took the towel from Uncle Jin and wiped it for a while, panting and saying to Xia Zhi: "You...you are you responsible for destroying my reputation?"

Summer solstice: "..." Fortunately, I have the strength to return.

Xia Zhi walked over and stretched out his hand to hold it on his wrist: "I can be responsible for the maintenance of your fetus, are you satisfied?"

Uncle Jin, who was standing aside, looked at the two of them and burst out laughing: "Oh, you're still joking. When he vomited for the first time today, I was frightened."

Xia Zhi took his pulse and said for a while: "Uncle Jin, don't worry, keep it with peace of mind, and you won't get a baby in nine months."

Uncle Jin smiled so hard that the atmosphere suddenly became much more relaxed.

But Uncle Jin still asked, "Then why does he vomit so many times?"

Xia Zhe: "In addition to pathological vomiting, people will also vomit nervously. If they are in an uncomfortable environment or when they see unpleasant scenes, they will vomit. So, what are you doing today?"

"Well..." Uncle Jin looked at Chi Cheng and began to walk out: "You guys talk, I'll go out and see if the duck blood vermicelli soup is still possible..."

Chi Cheng: "Dispair!"

Xia Zodiac: "..." This Uncle Jin, the standard soup is not prescribed.

"I, I forgot that you don't want to listen to that soup! I'll go see the porridge, watch the porridge." Uncle Jin shrank his head and left.

Chi Cheng was still holding the sink and retching from time to time.

Xia Zhi approached and looked at his face: "What association did duck blood vermicelli soup cause you?"

Chi Cheng: "Dispair!"

"I think about it, what exactly is related to duck blood vermicelli soup?"

"Haha! Summer solstice! Can you not mention that thing?"

Xia Zhi shook his finger and said seriously: "Hey, no, do you know that the best way to completely solve neuronal vomiting is to enhance the inner resistance energy."

Chi Cheng's face turned paler and he washed it again under cold water.

He had water hanging on his eyelashes and looked at Xia Zhi angrily: "Come on, did you do it on purpose? Bad girl!"

Xia Zhi moved a little apart, walked out of the bathroom, frowned and said, "I'm really treating you, okay? Don't be unaware of the good people's hearts. Okay, you lie down first, I'll find you something that smells comfortable."

Chi Cheng threw himself on the bed and said weakly: "Xiazhi, take that cream, and the paste you wiped the skin on my feet last time. I want to smell that smell."

"Okay, I'll get it."

When the summer solstice went to bring the blue artemisia paste, Chi Cheng leaned on the bed half-deadly, looking at the ceiling, not knowing what he was thinking.

On the summer solstice, open the blue artemisia paste and put it on the end of his nose.

He sucked and murmured softly: "I like this smell, like you, it makes people feel at ease."

Xia Zhi pursed his lips and moved the Blue Artemisia paste away: "What did you do when you went to the hospital today?"

Chi Cheng closed his eyes and refused to speak.

Xia Zhi: "Since I don't want to say it, then eat a little and go to bed, and it will be better tomorrow."

“I don’t want to eat.”

"Eating a little bit will help you sleep. When you eat a lot, your blood is busy running your stomach, and you will have no time to care about your brain. Otherwise, you will be so tired but not sleeping well today, and you will only think about the scene you see."

"You... don't look like you learned Chinese medicine? Where did you learn these?"

"I am a genius, I can learn from my own knowledge. I'll go get the porridge."

The summer solstice has gone away.

The porridge in the kitchen was boiling, and Xia Zhi took some appetizers and took them in for Chi Cheng: "Eat."

Chi Cheng looked at her and picked up the spoon.

The stomach had long been vomiting empty. The warm porridge was filled with a sweet feeling, and with one or two side dishes, Chi Cheng finished a bowl of porridge as he ate it, and his face looked much better.

Xia Zhi smiled and said, "It is said that morning sickness is the same. You have to eat it after vomiting, otherwise the child will be unnutrition."

Chi Cheng: "That's a pity. I can't give birth to a child no matter how much I eat."

While taking away the things, Xia Zhi said, "Well, so men are the parasites in this world. Lying down and reflecting, so you don't have time to think about anything else."

Chi Cheng said as she walked to the door: "Well, thank you."

"This is what you should thank."

Chi Cheng watched her close the door, and a smile ripped on the corner of his mouth, feeling very satisfied.

The next morning, Xia Zhi left porridge before leaving with Grandma Luo, so that Uncle Jin could watch the fire.

Uncle Jin was very happy: "It's still the things cooked by Miss Xia are delicious."

Xia Zhi suddenly asked in a daze: "Uncle Jin didn't go into the operating room yesterday?"

"No..." Uncle Jin answered halfway and immediately changed his mouth: "Uh, what kind of operating room is it? We just went to see a patient yesterday."
Chapter completed!