Li Qinghua was stunned for a moment. He knew more about who Zhou Congwen was.

In medical treatment, Li Qinghua still didn't know the depth of Zhou Congwen, but no matter what rescue, including heart rupture and air embolism, Zhou Congwen was calm and composed.

Although this kind of leisurely strolling is supported by technology, as an experienced and highly skilled surgeon, I have never seen any bloody scenes? Why do I suddenly feel fear?

Could it be that the food made by Liu Xiaobi is particularly unpalatable?

No, Li Qinghua has already smelled the scent.

Looking back, I saw more than a dozen round meatballs on the cage. Li Qinghua didn't know how to cook and didn't know how to cook it, but the aroma was so strong that it proved that this thing was not bad.

It's just a bit weird.

There are golden needle mushrooms on each meatball, looking... the appearance is indeed a little worse, but I am not afraid of it.

"What are you doing?" Zhou Congwen asked in surprise.

His voice trembled a little, and Li Qinghua was very surprised.

"Steamed meatballs look a little bad, but they smell very fragrant. Adding enoki mushrooms into them is something I learned from a chef from the south, and it is something that I don't know about."

Liu Xiaobing did not notice Zhou Congwen's expression. She walked into the room, skillfully shook off the shoes on her feet, and put the cage on the table with barefoot.

"..." Zhou Congwen was speechless.

The meatballs made by Liu Xiaobing look like...the flu virus.

Not to mention eating, just looking at Zhou Congwen, I felt a sore throat and there were signs of a cold.

And not only that, Zhou Congwen felt a little aching in his limbs, as if he was about to get fever.

"What kind of expression do you have? A man who only looks at his face is superficial." Liu Xiaobing said contemptuously.

"I... look at my legs, and my feet are also very good." Zhou Congwen lowered his head, not daring to look at the meatballs on the table at all, staring at Liu Xiaobi's feet intently.

"Stirsty hooligan." Liu Xiaobing scolded, "Come and eat quickly, Director Li, you can try it too. I made it the first time. Who knew that enoki mushrooms would be stubborn. They looked like hedgehogs, which was really annoying."

Li Qinghua's eyes were bent with a smile.

Zhou Congwen and his girlfriend's daily routine is really interesting.

But Zhou Congwen didn't think so. If it weren't for Liu Xiaobi's power, he would rather waste it and throw away the meatballs.

Zhou Congwen has a strong desire to survive. In the choice of eating meatballs and dying, he chose to survive without hesitation.

"Zhou Congwen, what are you thinking about? If you hadn't nagged me every day that you would have been disgusting to eat eggs, and the burps were all the smell of eggs, and maybe one day the eggs would be laid, you thought I would be willing to learn."

Liu Xiaobie slapped Zhou Congwen on the shoulder with a "slap".

"Don't try so hard, can't I eat it?" Zhou Congwen said helplessly.

But no matter how you look at the meatballs, it looks like an influenza virus. Especially Zhou Congwen, who has experienced the 2020 incident, could not look directly at Liu Xiaobing's body covered with enoki mushrooms, looking at the meatballs that look very similar to the influenza virus.

"Congwen, what are you thinking? Although it looks average, it is indeed very fragrant." Li Qinghua asked in surprise.

Although the meatballs made by Liu Xiaobing look average, they are very bad. But they smell it smells good and should not be difficult to eat. However, Zhou Congwen's expression was very resistant, which made Li Qinghua unable to understand at all.

"Director Li, do you think it looks like the flu virus?" Zhou Congwen asked staring at Liu Xiaobi's little feet.

The feet are quite good-looking. Zhou Congwen is not a foot control, but the most basic aesthetic is still there. He does not have a thumb valgus. I think Liu Xiaobi often climbs trees, so he does not wear high heels.

In an instant, Zhou Congwen's thoughts flew to the other side of the sky.

"Influenza virus?" Li Qinghua expressed admiration for Zhou Congwen's brain circuit.

"B.1.621 gene mutation points, B.2.322 gene mutation points... These things... and C.1.2 gene fragments, 8-fold mutation plug-in."

Zhou Congwen said intermittently what Li Qinghua couldn't understand.

"What did you say?" Li Qinghua saw Liu Xiaobi's face becoming less and less beautiful from the corner of his eyes, and quickly turned the topic to the normal direction. "It smells very fragrant, Xiaobi's skills are good. Can I taste it? I have been trying it for several hours and have a little hypoglycemia."

"Try it, don't give this scary guy to eat." Liu Xiaobing glared at Zhou Congwen with contempt, took the chopsticks and plates and handed them to Li Qinghua.

It’s not a joke to bite it, it’s really delicious, with fragrance on your cheeks. Li Qinghua’s eyes lit up, and regardless of the risk of esophageal cancer caused by eating hot food, he swallowed the meatballs.

"It's delicious." Liu Xiaobi asked with a smile.

"tasty!"

"Zhou Congwen, try it." Liu Xiaobie had a smile in his eyes, but what Zhou Congwen felt was murderous aura, and he would die if he didn't eat it.

Facing the fierce murderous aura, Zhou Congwen had no choice but to pick up a meatball, faced the patient with a smile on his face, and tasted the profession of the patient's family.

It's really delicious, but even if Zhou Congwen doesn't think about the virus, he can't stand it just a see you tomorrow meme.

One egg is one egg, and there are still indigested enoki mushrooms on it...

God knows where Liu Xiaobie learned this dark cuisine. Just by looking at it, there are all kinds of complaints to vomit.

But this was in 2002, and no one knew what was going on after all the complaints.

"Is it delicious?" Liu Xiaobi asked gritted his teeth.

"It's delicious!" Zhou Congwen had a strong desire to survive and replied without hesitation.

"Then eat more, I'll leave it to you." Liu Xiaobing used chopsticks to separate the couscous balls and picked up three for Li Qinghua, and piled the rest in front of Zhou Congwen.

Looking at Zhou Congwen's stiff smile, Li Qinghua almost burst out laughing.

This guy is really not lucky. It is so happy to have a hot meal when you go home.

I remember that when I was looking for a girlfriend, I didn’t have a family background or a job, just take care of my family.

I was really envious, Li Qinghua looked at Zhou Congwen with a smile.

Zhou Congwen could feel that Liu Xiaobie was not joking with him. He forced himself to smile and ate all the meatballs in front of him.

Don’t think about the flu virus or see you tomorrow, Zhou Congwen seemed to have entered a super-god state in an instant, and nothing was considered. He was like having an extremely difficult operation, and was concentrating on eating meatballs.

"Is that right?" Liu Xiaobi released his fist and slapped Zhou Congwen's small flat head.

"It's delicious, it's really delicious, your skills are so good." Zhou Congwen praised him very much.

He can't beat a thailand with agility +10.
Chapter completed!