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172 Influenza strikes

Mr. Ye, who had not seen him for a few days, always had a gust of wind, with anxiety and a hint of grievance on his face. Liu Liwa went forward. Before he could speak, Mr. Ye sneezes at him first. Fortunately, Liu Liwa saw the opportunity quickly and quickly went to the side, otherwise he would be sprayed by the troll.

After a sneeze, Mr. Ye coughed loudly, and his face turned red and his neck was thick, his cough was dry and sputum free, and his nose was flowing. Liu Liwa hurriedly asked, "Mr. Ye, are you okay? Are you cold?"

Mr. Ye waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about these things for now. You must help me this time. Miss Zhao San, she ignored me!"

Ah? Didn’t you just succeeded in “Heroes Saving Beauty” a few days ago and won the hearts of Miss Three? Why did this Miss Three not like heroes so quickly?

Liu Liwa was confused, but Young Master Ye pulled him down anxiously, and his nose kept flowing, and he coughed twice from time to time. It seemed that he was very sick. However, Young Master Ye couldn't care about so much now, and pulled Liu Liwa and said anxiously: "Liu Xiaoqi, no matter what, you have to help me this time. After the last 'incident', the third lady originally admired me quite well and had been very happy with these two days. But last night, I suddenly felt my throat was dry and itchy, and my head was heavy, and I was infected with wind and cold. But the third sister was not good to me and took care of me gently, but... I, Ye Zecong, is a seven-foot man, with a strong and strong bones, and is not afraid of the earth, but I am afraid of the taste of the soup. It's really bitter. From childhood to adulthood, I want to die every time I drink medicine..."

Liu Liwa looked at him with a smile, understanding his feelings very much. No one is perfect. There are many fighting heroes who are not afraid of gunfire, but many are afraid of injections and infusions. However, Liu Liwa really couldn't see that this minister and son had no strong sense of iron, and he was not seven feet tall when he stepped on a brick.

"But..." Mr. Ye, who was originally immersed in Miss Zhao San's gentleness, suddenly changed his tone, and his nose sucked, his face turned sad and aggrieved. He murmured: "Just because I am afraid of hardship and refuse to take medicine. Third sister, she actually said that I am not a man and said I am a sissy!"

Liu Liwa was stunned. He didn't expect that the third sister was so domineering. But this was a bit over. Who said that men must not be afraid of hardship?

Mr. Ye said angrily: "I really didn't expect that the third sister would actually say that I was a sissy. At that time, I was furious and started arguing with the third sister. In the end, I couldn't control it..."

"Ah? You beat her?" Liu Liwa asked nervously.

"No." Mr. Ye cried and sniffed his nose: "In the end, I couldn't control myself and cried!"

Ah? Cry... Crying? The grand man quarreled with the girl, but he couldn't control himself in the end. Miss Zhao San was right, you are indeed not a man, sissy!

Liu Liwa turned his eyes and wanted to kick him out, but before he could speak, Mr. Ye began to cough wildly again. The rosy sound in his throat was very heavy, and it felt like he was going to cough out all the lungs. The snot was flowing uncontrollably. He pounded his chest hard, making a thud. Liu Liwa hurriedly said, "Miss Zhao San is also for your own good. I advise you to listen to her and go back and take the medicine quickly. If you feel bitter, just put some sugar in the medicine secretly."

"Yes!" Young Master Ye's eyes lit up, he coughed hard twice, and said, "It's still Liu Xiaoqi, you are smart. The third sister cares about me. I can't let her down. Now I go back to take medicine. With this method, Miss Zhao is no longer afraid of hardship."

"Wait a minute." Liu Liwa grabbed Mr. Ye who was about to leave and said, "Why do Miss Zhao also want to take medicine?"

"Yes, she was also infected with the cold and was coughing even worse than me. She was bedridden now." Mr. Ye nodded.

Liu Liwa couldn't help but frowned, and couldn't help but think of his beautiful face. He looked back and smiled at Xinghua's smile. How could he suddenly get sick and bedridden in just two days?

Mr. Ye was anxious to go back and drink medicine to please Miss Zhao San, and said more, and ran away happily. Liu Liwa smiled bitterly. Women took medicine because they were abandoned by men, and men took medicine to make women change their minds...

Seeing Mr. Ye running away, but the sound of coughing still echoed in his ears. He looked carefully and passers-by were coming and going at the door. He was shocked to find that, on average, three or four of these people were coughing and listless. He felt the cold wind outside the door. Winter was already coming, and the temperature difference was obvious. In this era without air conditioning and heating, it was indeed easy to catch a cold.

Liu Liwa tightened his coat tightly, and didn't care too much, but when he turned around, he found Chen Zuijin wearing a thick quilt, tremblingly going downstairs, his nose hung on his nose, squinting his eyes, and his expression was sagging. At the same time, there were several other girls who looked the same way. They happened to be coming from Fatty Wang to work, and the girls immediately grabbed him and asked him to cook a pot of ginger water to get rid of the wind and cold!

Damn, when I saw their miserable situation, Liu Liwa realized the seriousness of the matter. This is not just the alternation of seasons and the change in temperature difference, but the extremely contagious flu is coming!

Listening to the coughs that were rising in his ears, Liu Liwa couldn't sit still. He didn't need the fat man to cook ginger water, so he cooked himself, found a small copper basin, poured half a pot of sour vinegar, carried a small stove, and returned to the backyard. Qin Wan'er was wearing a small flower cotton jacket and drank hot tea in the yard and basking in the sun. Liu Liwa pulled her into the room without saying a word. In the room, the little loli was sitting on the bed playing with paper cutting around the quilt, while Miss Liuyun was still asleep, but her face looked paler than in the morning, and her lips were dry.

Liu Liwa ignored them, put the stove, found a few pieces of charcoal, pried open a gap in the window, ignited the charcoal fire, and sat on the copper basin. Not long after, the sour vinegar in the copper basin boiled under the flames, and the sour smell spread and filled the room. Meng Xinying kept drilling into the quilt. Qin Wan'er covered her nose and asked, "What are you doing? Do you want us to be jealous?"

"I'm disinfecting." Liu Liwa said seriously: "The heated vinegar can evaporate and kill bacteria in the air and avoid bacterial infection. Hi, why do I tell you this? I tell you that there has been an epidemic outside recently. If you don't want to get sick, it's best not to go out and exercise more and eat garlic frequently."

"I don't eat garlic." Qin Wan'er reacted violently, covering her mouth tightly, as if she was beaten to death.

Liu Liwa understood that women don’t like to eat garlic, in order to keep their tone fresh and natural. He sneered: “If you don’t eat garlic, you need to exercise more to enhance your immunity and resistance.”

"How to practice?" Qin Wan'er asked weakly.

Liu Liwa looked around and saw that there was no equipment to exercise here, so he could only rely on his own conditions to exercise. He lay on the ground and did a few push-ups and said, "Just like me, just do a hundred or ten a day."

Qin Wan'er continued to shake her head: "The ground is too dirty, and her arms are boring."

Liu Liwa had no choice but to squat on the spot, squat down, get up, squat down, get up, keep repeating..."
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