Chef Sun ran towards Wen Jin.
Chu Jian scolded her sternly, "Don't be presumptuous! My sister is..."
Before Chu Jian could finish scolding him, his voice suddenly stopped.
Not only was the first person stunned, but everyone in the kitchen was also stunned.
I saw Chef Sun kneeling down to Wen Jin, bang bang bang, and kowtowed three times in a row.
Everyone looked at each other and saw surprise and astonishment on each other's faces.
"What...what's going on?"
"Is this really poisoning? It's poisoned your brain?"
"Chef Sun! Are you stupid?"
"The poison that made you vomit blood just now is..."
"Shut up!" Chef Sun turned around and cursed.
When he turned to look at Wen Jin, his eyes were very eager, "Madam is really a miracle doctor! No, no, Madam is a living Bodhisattva! Living Bodhisattva!"
Wen Jin thought about it and asked, "Shall I take your pulse?"
When Chef Sun heard this, he was extremely excited, "Is that possible? How can a villain be so virtuous and capable! The villain is frightened, but the villain is grateful!"
Chef Sun was so excited that he could hardly speak. He just said all the words he knew.
He quickly rolled up his sleeves.
Li Chun was very discerning. Who is this? He is the guest of the Grand Master! Chef Sun is just a rough guy, asking Master Guo's petty guest to check Chef Sun's pulse?
Let the Grand Master know about it, and I still don’t know if Qi’er will be fine or not!
Li Chun quickly took out a clean handkerchief from his body and put it on Chef Sun's wrist.
"The villain needs to be cleaned! Madam, please!"
Although the veil was not brand new, it was washed very clean and still had a faint scent of soap locust.
Wen Jin smiled at Li Chun and placed his finger on Chef Sun's pulse.
She felt for her pulse for a while...
Chef Sun was quite nervous. His right hand hanging by his side was clenched and then unclenched. His palm was sticky with sweat.
"How...how is it?"
He looked at Wen Jin anxiously, "Yes, is it okay? You..."
He looked at Wen Jin and then at everyone.
She seemed to expect Wen Jin to say it, but was afraid that she would say it in public.
Wen Jin nodded, "Don't worry, everything is fine. There will be no problems in the future!"
Chef Sun's eyes widened, "Then he just vomited... vomited blood."
"This is a meal prepared for the Imperial Master. The Imperial Master is a cultivator. These meals can replenish spiritual power." Wen Jin explained, "You are a mortal body. If you replenish the earth too much, you will have too much energy." , that’s why he vomited blood.”
"But you have suffered from 'deficiency syndrome' before. This time it is a blessing in disguise. You have made up for all the deficiencies. The areas that were once stagnant have also been cleared away!"
Wen Jin smiled meaningfully at him and nodded.
When Chef Sun heard this, his heart trembled, tears welled up in his eyes, and he immediately knelt down and kowtowed to Wen Jin.
"No, no, the food will be cold later," Wen Jin said, "Don't worry, I will personally deliver the food to the Imperial Master. If there is any problem, I can't even get out of his house, so I have to tell him where he is!" "
"Even if I die, I will die first and it won't be your turn!"
Everyone was still uneasy, but Chef Sun pulled everyone away and bowed his hands to Wen Jin, thanking and apologizing again and again.
It made everyone look confused.
"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with her food. Just now... it's my own problem!" Chef Sun assured, patting his chest, "If there is a problem, I will take full responsibility and I will not bring any trouble to anyone else!"
Chef Sun protected Wen Jin and his party as they left the kitchen. He bowed at ninety degrees and sent Wen Jin and the others away.
Everyone in the kitchen was uneasy, but Chef Sun was the "number one" in the kitchen, with the highest skills and the most seniority.
He patted his chest and confirmed... Everyone didn't know Wen Jin, but they still trusted him.
As soon as Wen Jin left, everyone cheered and surrounded Chef Sun, "Chef Sun, tell me, what's going on? I'm vomiting blood again, and I can't... Why, all of a sudden, not only can I , and you’re here to kowtow and thank me?”
Chef Sun took a deep breath, and his chest became straighter than usual.
The huge boulder that weighed on his heart in the past, making him unable to lift his head and unable to live confidently - was finally moved away!
"You don't have to work anymore, right?! It's time to go!" Chef Sun's old friend coaxed everyone away. He put his hand on Chef Sun's shoulder, led him aside, and said in a low voice, "Old Sun , tell me, what is going on?"
Chef Sun glanced around and said cautiously, "You know my illness... I originally thought that I would never be able to survive in this life... It would be impossible for me to have any descendants! I was prepared to adopt my cousin's family. That stupid son..."
Chef Sun's old friend's eyes widened suddenly, and his gaze moved downward... and stopped at his lower abdomen.
"You mean...you're...ok again?"
"Yes! It's done!" Chef Sun said excitedly, "I haven't tried it with my wife yet, but I think... it will definitely work! I have never felt this way before! It will definitely work!"
"Just because of those few bites of food? Could it be better than medicine?" Chef Sun's old friend looked puzzled.
Chef Sun licked his lips, "I...I'll go back and try! Tonight, you will be on duty for me!"
"Go ahead and leave the kitchen to me, don't worry..."
As soon as Chef Sun took off his blouse from working in the kitchen, he turned around and hurried home... Later, I heard that there seemed to be a cat meowing at Chef Sun's house, and he had been fussing about it vaguely all night.
Ever since the two got married, they had never heard of such a movement in his family...
The next day, they saw an old married couple with red faces and deep friendship in each other's eyes. They looked like newlyweds!
…
Well, that’s something to talk about later.
That night, Chef Sun patted his chest and confirmed the receipt, and Wen Jin and the other three smoothly carried the food boxes and went to deliver meals to Zhuan Xu.
Chu Jian and Li Chun were both frightened by what happened in the kitchen.
The two of them followed Wen Jin to the courtyard of Zhuanxu's study, and shouted, "Stop!" They were both startled.
Li Chun was so frightened that he knelt down.
The first time we saw him, he punched the man who walked out of the courtyard door.
"First meeting, come back!"
Wen Jin didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She called Li Chun to get up and pulled Chu Jian back.
The two of them guarded her nervously, watching the person walking out of the door warily and defensively.
"It's you!" Chu Jian became more and more nervous, clenching his fists tightly.
She glanced at Wen Jin anxiously and whispered, "Sister, she...is she really Linglong?"
The real Linglong has died under the sword of Chu Jian.
This Linglong who is walking out... is she resurrected by Zhuan Xu, or is she a living dead?
Wen Jin's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at Linglong intently.
The reason why she wanted to wash her hands and make soup herself, and even made a special trip to deliver it to Zhuan Xu... One of the purposes was to see if Linglong and Jiang Ye could recover their mental memories.
"You can't go in!" Linglong straightened her back and blocked the door with her arms crossed. "Master has given instructions. He has important matters and no one is allowed to disturb him."
Wen Jin pointed to the food box in Xiaochun's hand, "I heard that the Imperial Master had a poor appetite and hadn't eaten anything for several meals. I made some special dishes from my hometown and sent them to the Imperial Master. National affairs are important, and health is also important. It’s important!”
Wen Jin's soft voice and warm words... made her feel goosebumps all over her body.
She did it deliberately to stimulate Linglong.
Linglong's feelings for Zhuanxu are not as simple as a "master-disciple relationship".
If she were still the same Linglong as before, no matter how well she hid her emotions, her flaws would still be exposed, right?
