The Female Partner Refuses To Be Cannon Fodder

Feng Feishhuang watched Jiang Chan and Feng Lao arguing, the light in his eyes disappeared clearly, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Two hours later, the crystal-clear bone-broken ointment finally came out. After the bone-broken ointment had cooled down, Feng Lao carefully applied it to Feng Feishuang's wrist.

　　 When the bone-breaking ointment was applied, there was no feeling, and it felt cold, but within a quarter of an hour, Feng Feishhuang's brows wrinkled. He felt a medicinal force penetrating into his veins, and the feeling was painful and itchy.

　　 His arm moved uncontrollably, and Boss Feng yelled: "Don't move. If you move like this, your bones will easily become crooked, and your right hand will not work well in the future."

　　 Jiang Chan took out a pack of silver needles, and she rolled Feng Feishuang's sleeves, revealing his entire arm. The next moment, Feng Feishhuang had a few silver needles on his forearm, and Feng Feishhuang felt as if he had lost control of his right hand.

　　 It hurts or not, but no matter how it hurts, Feng Feishhuang's arm didn't move a bit. It feels so sour and refreshing, Feng Lao looked at Jiang Chan's movements, it was a compliment.

　　 "You girl doll has a great way. It's good to be able to come up with this trick."

　　 Jiang Chan supported his chin, "You are always caring and messy. You can see that you are famous. If you do it yourself, wouldn't it work?"

　　 Feng Lao smiled: "You girl doll is really interesting. If you didn't have a master, I would like to accept you as an apprentice."

　　 Jiang Chan smiled, not picking up Feng Lao's words. It is so good to have a mother-in-law in Xuanyue, who can take her teacher and inheritance there, which also prevents Jiang Chan from becoming obscure in the future.

"The effect of this broken bone ointment is very remarkable. This medicine should be applied for three days in a row, and then replaced with a new one after three days. After three consecutive applications, the bones will almost grow and shape, and they need to be well maintained later. ."

　　 Feng flew a little bit: "It's all the catastrophe caused by you stinky boy, your eldest brother, if we didn't meet the beloved Doctor Crescent Moon, your eldest brother's life would have been ruined."

　　 Feng Feiyang scornfully lowered his head, Jiang Chan happily watched Feng Feiyang being taught by the old man. I am happy when I see that you are unhappy. Jiang Chan is holding a teacup, which is a cozy.

　　 Feng Feishhuang looked cold, as if it was not his own business. It was his own brother, and even if he caused a serious disaster, he would always tolerate him.

"Doctor Crescent Moon, I have an unsympathetic request. You see, it's the end of the year. We are old and weak, and we don’t have any money on our bodies. Can you take us in for a few days? We also want it. In the Hui, Feishhuang’s hand was not healed, so I was worried about what happened on the way back?"

　　 Jiang Chan knew that Feng Laohui would say this, facing such an old man, even if he refused, he couldn't say anything. She sighed: "Holly, take these guests to the wing to rest."

　　 "Doctor Feng, if you don't mind, just spend a year with us. We are all children without father and mother. It is also a rare experience to have an elderly person like you spend the New Year together."

　　 Dongqing trot over, and first gave Jiang Chan a respectful gift: "I have seen Master, a few distinguished guests, please come with me. The wing was cleaned a few days ago, so please tell me what you lack."

　　 Dongqing is the eldest disciple under the seat of Jiang Chan, and his behavior is becoming more and more organized. After all, he is also one year older and is now nine years old. He can't shame his master.

　　 The first thing I arrived at was the windy room, and Dongqing glared at him, but dutifully arranged it for him.

　　 After walking a few steps in the corridor, Feng Feishhuang asked casually: "If Feiyang has offended you in any way, I apologize to Dr. Holly. I hope you have a lot of them and don't care about him."

When the word 　　 little doctor came out, Holly's mood improved a bit. He pretended to be old-fashioned with his hands behind his back: "Well, since you are his brother, I don't care about him fainting me and my sister."

　　 Feng Feishhuang held back a smile: "Then thank Dr. Holly."

　　 "It's easy to talk and talk."

　　 Dongqing took the eight-character step to place the three guests down, and the next moment he scattered his legs to look for Jiang Chan. There were three more people in the hospital. How can I arrange this dinner? It's already time for dinner.

　　 Jiang Chan is holding one in one hand. They are now heading to the kitchen. There are six and a half children in the kitchen. The oldest is only ten years old, and the youngest is five or six years old.

　　 Honeysuckle entered the kitchen and sat with two six-year-old girls. These six children are all small beggars nearby. Jiang Chan, seeing that these children are of good character, simply stayed in the hospital.

　　 Now the two little girls are sitting in front of the stove and burning the fire, the eldest child is standing at the pot and cooking, and the remaining three children are washing and cutting vegetables. They are all cautiously, and they look a little rusty.

　　 Although Jiang Chan has taken in a few children, he doesn't care for idlers. These children have to help Jiang Chan to do something within his power. Correspondingly, if they want to learn something, Jiang Chan will teach them when they are empty.

　　 For example, this teenager who stands at the pot~www.wuxiamtl.com~ has a very sensitive sense of taste and is also very interested in cooking. Every time he watched Jiang Chan do something, he looked forward to it, and he usually soaked in the kitchen.

　　 Now this kid has learned a few dishes with Jiang Chan, and the cooking is very good. After all, Jiang Chan didn't have Xiao Feng's sensitive taste, and Jiang Chan simply handed it to him after Xiao Feng was able to stand the pot.

　　 Now this is the chef of the medical hall, Jiang Chan only needs to mention a few things when Xiaofeng is cooking. She could only talk about it, and really started Xiaofeng, that was to leave her eight streets, after all, Xiaofeng's taste is really abnormal.

　　 Seeing Jiang Chan coming in, several children in the kitchen stood up: "I have seen Master."

　　 Xiaoxue and Xiaoyun, who were sitting behind the stove, both stood up, arching their hands at Jiang Chan. Jiang Chan smiled and stood by the stove, telling Xiaofeng about the recipes from time to time.

　　 Xiaofeng is one mind and two purposes. He keeps frying in his hands, and he has to remember the dishes Jiang Chan said. He was counted as the busiest in the whole kitchen, "Master, this lion head is not bad."

　　 "It's pretty good, and the coloring is quite even. I didn't expect that I said it once, and you figured it out. You are really amazing!"

　　 Jiang Chan has never believed in Master Yan's practice. Those who deserve praise should be praised. Sure enough, after hearing Jiang Chan's affirmation, Xiao Feng's cooking movements accelerated a bit.

　　 Jiang Chan only needs to talk about the cooking steps, and the child will study it by himself the next day, and soon the new dishes will be served on the table. After eating the dishes made by Xiaofeng, Jiang Chan felt that the dishes he made were really bad.