FakeNovelChapter 813: Chapter 892: You've BecGentle! Fang Yi was tied with an apron, holding a spoon by the stove.
The gas on the stove was burning with flames, and a clay pot was placed on top. Steam constantly emerged from around the lid, accompanied by a rich medicinal aroma.
Standing by the stove, Fang Yi inhaled the medicinal scent, calculating when the herbal medicine inside would be ready.
Apart from that, Fang Yi was also pondering sissues. Occasionally, he would turn to look at the freezers filled with various barbecued foods, all already skewered.
Fang Yi only glanced at them before turning away, knowing those things couldn't be used after he personally saw Zhou Qi get into that taxi.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThat's why Fang Yi sent Ying Zheng and Rong Quan away from the barbecue shop to handle serrands, specifically to purchase ingredients and condiments.
Although it was almost evening, money can make the impossible possible. With their capabilities, accomplishing this task was not difficult at all.
Fang Yi put down the spoon in his hand, pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, and lit it. Then he turned around and leaned against the stove, suddenly startled.
"Why are you here?" Fang Yi asked, the cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, extremely surprised. "Didn't you invite me? What, memory failing you, and you've already forgotten?" Ning Nan crossed her arms over her ample chest, walked over gracefully.
Just like in the Dragon Team, Ning Nan scrutinized the kitchen with a critical eye, finally setting her gaze on Fang Yi with the cigarette.
Soon, Ning Nan's gaze settled on the apron wrapped around Fang Yi, and she couldn't help but smile.
"You can look, but don't laugh. If you laugh again, I'll be angry!" Fang Yi said.
"Looking won't take off a piece of your flesh.” Ning Nan quickly stowed away her smile, adopting a serious expression. Her gaze fell on the clay pot on the stove behind Fang Yi, "Where'd you get this? It looks like it's quite old." Fang Yi said flatly, "Picked it up." Ning Nan remained silent. If she hadn't heard the backstory from Zhao Xueying, she might have believed him.
Previously, after Fang Yi got the medicinal materials from Zhou Xuewen, he actually made another trip to Panjiayuan, spending a few hundred yuan there to procure this clay pot. It's not an antique, but it's more than adequate for boiling medicine.
Buying medicine and scouring for a dedicated clay pot to boil it, Ning Nan silently calculated the tspent, guessing it was at least an hour or two.
"If you say you picked it up, then you picked it up. When will it be ready?" Ning Nan asked.
Hmm? Why isn't this woman arguing with me? Fang Yi suddenly noticed a slight change in the attitude of this ice-cold woman standing before him.
But Fang Yi didn't take it too seriously, saying, “It'll be ready in half an hour. Extend your hand, and I'll take your pulse." Ning Nan didn't say anything, immediately extending her delicate arm.
"Eh?" This time, Fang Yi was truly surprised.
The moment you ask this woman to extend her hand, she does. Did she take the wrong medicine somewhere? So instead of taking her pulse, Fang Yi reached out and put his hand on her forehead.
"What are you doing!" Ning Nan was startled by Fang Yi's action, "is this e how you take a pulse?"
Fang Yi shook his head, righteously saying, "No, I just wanted to see if you have a fever. No fever, huh, how strange, could it be you've run into a ghost?" "What nonsense are you talking about? You're the one who ran into a ghost!" Ning Nan said.
"If you haven't run into a ghost, why does it seem like you've beca different person?" Fang Yi said. "How have I changed?" "You've becgentle."
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