Dreaming of Lion Rock: Recipe in Hand

Chapter 310 My Dramatic Life

That night, Chunni and Yanqing lay on the bed and chatted.

It feels like an old married couple.

"What do you think would happen if someone got acute appendicitis?"

"Of course, it's surgery. Remove the damaged appendix!" He Yanqing replied without hesitation.

"In ancient times, there were no medical conditions like today. If someone got appendicitis, how would they treat it?" Chunni asked again.

"Appendicitis was called intestinal abscess in ancient times. It was one of the terminal illnesses of that period. If a person got this disease, he or she would be almost dead. There were no specific anti-inflammatory drugs, and it could not be removed by laparotomy. The only thing to do was to endure it. Once perforated, the patient would be dead for sure." He Yanqing has been studying Chinese medicine at home during this period, and has some understanding of some common diseases.

"That's going to hurt like hell." Chunni imagined someone holding their stomach and rolling over in pain until they died, and she couldn't help but gasp. "Shh, that hurts too much."

"What's wrong? Do you have a stomachache?" He Yanqing asked with concern.

"No, I just asked casually. I've been reading medical books these past two days and have some insights. Take appendicitis for example. It's just a minor illness nowadays and can be cured in a few days with surgery. But in ancient times, people would die in pain. And colds. In ancient times, even a small cold could kill people. Is Chinese medicine really that good?"

He Yanqing rubbed Chunni's hair.

Chunni reached out and took his big hand away, glaring at He Yanqing angrily.

Her hair was too long, so she always braided it into two big braids before going to bed. Now, the braids are fine, but her hair is a mess.

He Yanqing hadn't seen Chun Ni so lively for a long time, and couldn't help but bend down and kiss Chun Ni.

He said hoarsely: "Western medicine treats symptoms, while Chinese medicine treats symptoms. Each has its own strengths. As doctors, we naturally take the essence and discard the dross. Of course, it would be better if we could combine Chinese and Western medicine."

His low and hoarse voice rang in Chunni's ears, making her body soften and all the messy thoughts in her mind disappeared.

In her eyes and heart, there was only the man in front of her, only those dark and deep eyes.

Afterwards, Chunni lay limp in He Yanqing's arms, letting him stroke her back again and again.

She felt so comfortable that she couldn't help but feel drowsy.

"Boss, boss."

It was just that annoying voice that kept ringing in her ears.

"Boss!" The voice suddenly got louder, waking Chunni up suddenly.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?" She suddenly collapsed. She was dazed and didn't know where she was. She looked around. Fortunately, she was in the system.

Otherwise, her man would misunderstand that she is possessed by a ghost!

"Boss..." The boss lowered his voice again and smiled flatteringly.

"I hope you can give me a legitimate reason. Otherwise, I will complain to the main system about you for seriously affecting the host's normal life!" Chun Ni was very angry!

What a beautiful night it is tonight!

What a great atmosphere!

They were all destroyed by this broken system that didn't understand.

Old Ma smiled awkwardly.

"Boss, please don't complain about me. I had no choice but to do this. I...I...I..." Lao Ma had a pitiful expression on his face, as if he had wronged someone, and he actually squeezed out a few golden tears.

Chunni... The way I opened the system today is not right. This old Ma has transformed from a tough guy from the northwest to a beautiful lady from the south!

She had never seen Lao Ma cry.

He is a fictional character who can actually shed tears. These tears look like gold no matter how you look at them.

Chunni stretched out her hand as if possessed by a ghost to catch the gold, but the gold turned into water and flowed through her fingers.

Chunni...

Old Ma smiled brightly, took out a white handkerchief from his arms, and gently wiped the corners of his eyes.

Chunni, but saw the green orchid on the handkerchief.

Then she discovered something remarkable: Lao Ma was not wearing a suit today.

He was wearing a formal red flying fish suit, soap boots, an embroidered spring sword on his waist, and a fu hat on his head.

When he saw Chunni looking at him, he puffed out his belly.

"How is it? Does my new skin look good?"

The boss finally took his new equipment seriously, and all his pretense was worth it.

Chunni...if you could shrink your belly, grow a little taller, and change your face, she might be interested.

This man was so bold as to wake her up while she was sleeping, he must have something to rely on. If she offended him with her words...

Forget it, just say some nice words, it won’t kill anyone.

"Old Ma, it looks good, really good. Wearing this skin, you really look like a handsome, suave, and modest gentleman!"

Old Ma chuckled, obviously agreeing with Chunni's praise!

"I didn't mean to disturb your sweet dream! It's just that something great is about to happen to you!"

He took out a folding fan from somewhere and swung it handsomely, but it didn't fly away. He swung it again fiercely, and this time it flew away. "I won't hide it from you!"

Chunni clearly saw the four big words "Shan Ruo Shui" written on the folding fan.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, so greasy and showy!

"What good news?" she asked impatiently.

Lao Ma no longer keeps it a secret: "My life-long anniversary celebration!"

"What kind of life?" Chunni couldn't believe it!

"My dramatic life! Don't you know?" Lao Ma looked at Chunni suspiciously.

"Know what?" Chunni was shocked!

"The name of your system is My Drama Life!" Lao Ma looked at Chunni in disbelief. He had served thousands of hosts, but he had never seen such a confused host!

I don’t even know the name of the system!

Chunni...should she know? Isn't the point about the anniversary celebration?

Old Ma was just not what she wanted.

"So what do you think your system is called?"

Isn't a system just a system? It has other names!

Suddenly Chunni had an idea and remembered the name she had almost forgotten.

"The Food Sutra?"

She is just an ordinary food carrier, who works diligently under Lao Ma's supervision to learn and live her life just to make better food.

Lao Ma slowly raised his right hand, slowly extended his index finger, and slowly shook it.

"No, no, no, "Food Sutra" is just one of the thousands of tasks you have to perform in my dramatic life."

Chunni was absolutely stunned.

"However, a host who can complete the original task well is a top player! So far, no host has been able to complete two tasks!"

Chunni was curious. "Does our planet have other hosts?"

If you run into a colleague, the chances of being slapped in the face will greatly increase.

How embarrassing!

"No. Our system has very high standards for selecting people. In order to change the host's dramatic life more quietly, we only choose one host per planet."

Chunni was excited. My god, she was selected with such high standards. Is she a rare genius?

"Then I..." She wanted to ask them which advantage the system saw in her.

"You took the back door!" Lao Ma's decisive voice came.

Chunni fell to the ground.

"Don't pull me, let me be quiet on the ground!"

"Okay." The straightforward old Ma replied.

Chunni... She was so ashamed and angry that she wanted to shrink her head into her body like a turtle.

Then, her neck disappeared.

Chunni...

Lao Ma covered his mouth and laughed.

"Your smile doesn't match your skin at all!" Chunni was annoyed and stopped pretending to be nice.

"Your skin is beautiful, but it doesn't suit you at all. Look at your legs, your belly that looks like you're three months pregnant, and your old face. You look just like Wu Dalang wearing Wu Song's clothes!"

Well, Lao Ma also lay on the ground.

"Don't pull me."

"it is good!"

The two of them lay there for a long time before Chunni spoke again.

"It's not that bad looking, just not that wise and brave! It's above average, I guess!"

The corners of Lao Ma's mouth rose slightly.

Sure enough, the host is still the same host, so soft-hearted!