The world was shocked: You call this a museum?

Chapter 186 Strange Taste
Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Hengmei rushed to catch up, but Ji Wenjing was already far away.

In Zhao Yan's room, Zhao Jianle helped Zhao Yan onto the bed: "Brother, are you okay!"

Zhao Yan stood up, and closed the door and window: "Get me some sesame cakes, I bit my tongue, ah, bah, it hurts me to death."

"Brother, are you pretending?" Li Chaoqun was surprised.

Zhao Yan nodded: "This Zhang Hengmei is a relative of Tianshi Yuan, and he is narrow-minded. I can see that I have gotten very close to Ji Wenjing recently. This guy is upset. I did this because I wanted to save one thing, after all. We're not here to fight people."

"I knew that big brother's kung fu would never be weaker than him, but big brother, looking at Zhang Hengmei's appearance, I'm afraid he's going to trouble us..." Li Chaoqun brought a piece of sesame cake.

Zhao Yan put it under his tongue, and said vaguely: "Let's talk about the future, I saw Yuan Tianshi this morning, but this Yuan Tianshi is much easier to get along with than I imagined."

Just at this moment, the door suddenly knocked.

"Zhao Yan, are you there?"

Ji Wenjing's voice sounded outside the door.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yan quickly jumped onto the bed, and whispered to Zhao Jianle, "Go find me a towel and put it on my forehead."

"Okay!" Jian Le hurriedly twisted the towel.

And Zhao Yan rolled up the quilt, and Ji Wenjing outside the door continued to knock on the door: "Zhao Yan, are you not there?"

"Here!" Zhao Jianle put a towel on Zhao Yan and opened the door, only to find that Ji Wenjing walked in with Qu Lele. The two sisters were like two delicate flowers, and one couldn't bear to close their eyes.

"Zhao Yan, are you okay!" Ji Wenjing walked over quickly.

It's just that Zhao Yan's face was ugly: "I...cough cough, I'm afraid I got an internal injury, your big brother, you are really good at kung fu..."

"He, he just likes my senior sister." Qu Lele smiled.

"Lele!" Wen Jing scolded.

Zhao Yan looked at Qu Lele and said with a smile: "You are Lele, you are cured now and look much more beautiful!"

"No! When I look at you, I think my sister is more beautiful, but I really want to thank you. If it weren't for you, I would have burped, and then I wouldn't be able to eat the mooncakes from the previous few days." Qu Le Le took out a yellow paper from his pocket, since there was a mooncake in it, "I left one for you, you can eat it."

"Thank you." Zhao Yan stretched out his hand, broke off a little bit, put it in his mouth, and nodded quickly: "What kind of stuffing is it? It's delicious!"

"Toads and caterpillars are ground into minced meat and then pasted together. The outer skin is made of buckwheat!" Qu Lele said with a harmless expression.

Zhao Yan vomited out all the mooncakes with a wow: "Mao, caterpillar..."

"Hey, how can you waste the moon cakes I made with my own hands?! They only gave you food because they saw you as their lifesaver!" Qu Lele was suddenly upset, and Ji Wenjing was no stranger to it, " But where do we get buckwheat here?"

"Didn't a caravan bring some silk back from the Western Regions in March, and then I asked them for some seeds, which were planted and matured not long ago." Qu Lele looked innocent.

Ji Wenjing suddenly felt an ominous premonition: "Where are you...?"

"It's right in front of our house, it's next to your flowers and plants, and sister, the flowers you planted are so beautiful, I've never seen a flower with three colors of petals!" Qu Lele looked very excited.

Ji Wenjing took a breath: "That, that, that's smoke grass! It's a highly poisonous grass!"

"Smoke, smoke and dust..." Zhao Yan was also dumbfounded.

Zhao Jianle and Li Chaoqun were a little puzzled: "What kind of grass is this?"

Zhao Yan wiped off his sweat: "The grass that women like very much can beautify the skin, and if men eat too much... it will have a contraceptive effect... Commonly known as: the grass of the future."

Zhao Jianle was taken aback for a moment, and then burst out laughing, while Qu Lele blushed: "I, how would I know, and this idiot didn't eat a lot, so it's okay..."

"Idiot?" Zhao Yan was a little puzzled, "Who is the idiot?"

"Didn't you idiot just eat the moon cakes I made?" Qu Lele laughed slowly, "How about it, my mother is free, and she invented bat meat rice balls, they are all delicious, would you like one?"

Zhao Yan hurriedly begged for mercy, but Ji Wenjing's expression darkened, and she looked at Zhao Yan apologetically: "I'm sorry, senior brother hurt you...it's all my fault for not coming earlier."

"It's my fault that I'm not as good as others... But that's all, I don't care about the outcome, and the injury is just a trauma, it's not a problem, but I'm quite surprised that you came to see me." Zhao Yan reluctantly There was a smile.

"But I'm very surprised, you are good at medicine, and then you are so good at kung fu." Ji Wenjing looked at Zhao Yan, with a strange brilliance in his eyes, "If I compete with you now, I guess I'm not you opponent."

"Look at what you said, I'm just lucky." Zhao Yan didn't want to admit anything in front of Ji Wenjing.

On the other hand, Zhao Jianle saw Huanxi, and quickly said to Qu Lele: "Junior Sister Lele, I heard earlier that you are proficient in all [-] martial arts and are a talented woman in the world. Otherwise, I will go with you!" Compete outside to promote the relationship?"

"Okay! I promise to beat you into a pig's head!" Qu Lele said, waving her small fist.

Zhao Jianle dragged Li Chaoqun to the outside, and in the room, only Zhao Yan and Ji Wenjing were left, and the atmosphere had obviously changed.

Zhao Yan also didn't want to have anything to do with Ji Wenjing, so he said, "Wen Jing, my injury is not serious. Otherwise, why don't you go and see the competition between Lele and Jianle? They both have the word Le in their names. Maybe the competition is very exciting, maybe..."

"Lele doesn't need me to go, she will win. Although I call her Junior Sister, her cultivation is not weaker than mine!" Ji Wenjing picked up the towel on Zhao Yan's forehead, put it on the basin aside and rubbed it After a moment, he covered Zhao Yan affectionately.

Zhao Yan felt that something was wrong, even if Ji Wenjing was thanking herself, there was no need to go to this point, and Ji Wenjing's concern for him obviously had another meaning.

Zhao Yan quickly grabbed his towel, put it on his head, and smirked: "I'll do it myself, I will do it myself!"

"There is no patient who twists the towel by himself." Ji Wenjing said with a half-smile, "Could it be that you are annoyed at me because you didn't help me before?"

"Of course not. I didn't mean to annoy you. I was afraid that you had a serious business, and then I, a patient, delayed you. This is a heinous crime..." Zhao Yan reluctantly found an excuse.

(End of this chapter)