After Chu Qing entered, he put down the soup. Fu Ling looked at him this time and asked doubtfully: "What is this? Is it cooked for me?"
After Chu Qing heard what he said, she looked at the bowl of soup and nodded slightly. After seeing him lower his head, a trace of disappointment flashed in Fu Ling's eyes, but she quickly covered it up. At this time, she rushed She smiled at him and sat down.
Fu Ling still looked at him with tender eyes. At this time, she sat down and the two of them faced each other. Chu Qing helped her put some soup into it for him. After it was done, he pushed his bowl to hers. Looking at her in front of him.
He said with a slightly expectant look in his eyes. Drink and see, see this is my first time doing it, I don’t know if I can thank you for taking care of me so many days.
Fu Ling nodded slightly when she heard what he said. Although there was a smile on her lips and her eyes were very gentle, she actually felt a little hurt inside.
Fu Ling picked up the bowl of soup at this time. Looking at the bowl of soup, Chu Qing thought she knew something because she smelled it and said that after all, she was studying medicine and could definitely smell some poison.
He kept smelling it repeatedly while making it, but he just couldn't smell anything. He was afraid that the Poria cocos could smell it, so he felt a little uneasy when he looked at the Poria cocos.
He asked cautiously: "What's wrong, is it? You don't look good? Still don't want to drink?"
When Fuling heard what he said, she shook her head slightly, raised her head and looked at him with a smile on her lips, looked at him, and said softly: "No, I'm just a little touched."
After she finished speaking, she secretly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. When Chu Qing saw her action, heard her words, and saw her look, she really didn't know what to say.
Although Poria knew that it was poisonous, she resolutely drank the soup directly without using a spoon. After drinking, she wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and looked at him, nodding slightly.
Looking at him, he said excitedly: "It tastes great. It's indeed the soup you made. I like it. I'll have another bowl."
After Chu Qing heard what she said, he immediately refused and said in a mysterious tone: "You can't drink it. You can only drink one bowl. Drinking too much is not good for your health."
After saying that, he took the soup away. He kept observing Fu Ling's reaction repeatedly, but Fu Ling's natural expression and eyes were very calm.
This made Chu Qing wonder if he had given the wrong medicine. Suddenly, he felt a little complicated. On the one hand, he hoped that he had given the wrong medicine, and on the other hand, he hoped that he really had given the medicine.
After taking the soup out, Poria cocos walked him to the door. Chu Qing thought Poria cocos would close the door, so he poured some of the soup into the flowerpot. Suddenly the pot withered, and within a few days the pot withered. Seconds all withered away.
Chu Qing's eyes were wide open at this time. When he looked at the potted flower, he didn't expect that the potted flower withered in just a few seconds.
Chu Qing looked back in surprise at this time, but Fuling was no longer at the door. Fuling had actually seen this scene. The moment she saw it, her heart felt like it had been torn into pieces by several fistfuls. The knife stabbed into his wound.
When Fuling saw Chu Qing turning around, she hurriedly hid by the door and pretended not to see it. Chu Qing was not sure whether she had seen it or not, so he took a step forward and looked towards her door.
I just happened to see Fu Ling sitting on the chair at this time. In fact, it was Fu Ling who quickly sat on the chair after seeing him coming.