The Ghost Chef

Chapter 18: The artistic conception of blowing snow and blowing pen

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We stayed in the infusion room of the hospital, watching Ximen Chuuxue, who was lying and vomiting to death, handed over the basin as soon as a little bit of wind broke out. Lolixi couldn’t bear it anymore: “Hey, it’s a real life. It's better to be a ghost, it seems to be vomiting like a rumination!"

"Don't have pity on him, you'd better have pity for me," I touched the ticket in my pocket and thumped my chest: "How come gastroenteritis transfusion is so expensive? More than four hundred-how will we live the rest of the day? I!"

Ximen Chuuxue raised her head weakly and waved at me: "I will pay you back... vomit vomit..."

"What are you paying for it!" I said helplessly: "Forget it, you can get an infusion at ease, when I treat you."

Ximen Chuuxue gave me a grateful look.

At this time, a pretty little nurse with one eyelid slipped out with a plastic bag and started to shout, "He Chuuxue, He Chuuxue's parents are here to get the medicine."

"Here, here!" I hurriedly moved up: "How to eat this?"

Ximen Chuuxue's voice asked Xiao Zuanfeng behind me: "What do you mean by parents?"

Lori Xi: "Just your father."

Ximen Chuuxue immediately struggled with his hands and feet, and stammered: "I'm not... Nausea... Nausea..."

Xiao Zuanfeng immediately plugged the basin in front of him, and also patted the back: "You can stop for a while, you don't suffer from being a son these days!"

One eyelid shook his face and stuffed the bag into my arms: "Look at it for yourself!"

"Thank you," I took out the box and looked at one by one: "Oh, two for this day, three for this day..."

"Don't thank me, just take your baby well," the single-eyelid nurse glanced at me: "How do you think your father is? How much do you eat to eat the baby like this? Would you be considered?"

I smiled and said, "Hey, can he stop me if he wants to eat me?"

"I'll die if I stop you?"

"Don't say it, it really works!"

The back of Simon standing in front of the dumpling pot once again appeared in my mind, repeatedly weighing, and affirming the end of his eating dumplings—but I can’t say that. Ximen Chuuxue and the person grabbed the dumplings and ate them and killed them. , Who can believe it

"Virtue!"

Throwing a hygienic ball with one eyelid, twisted my butt and left.

I walked back to the bed and showed him the bedside of the medicine code one by one: "Look, this medicine is two pills a day, three times, and this large piece of medicine is also three times..."

Ximen Chuuxue stared at me pitifully, with a little light in his eyes, and I was not calm for a moment: "What's wrong with you, hero? I'll take you to see a sickness so that tears won't fill my eyes, right?"

Ximen Chuuxue gasped, holding my hand tightly: "I will pretend to be my father again... I will kill you..."

You still hold grudges, you say!

If this is a little bit of wind, I must slap it with a slap, but this generation of sword god Ximen Fuxue, how dare I, wait for those three or two days to be full of blood and resurrect, I have to rely on him to help me block the sword and block the bullets Well, if there is a gap between the two of us, it won't be possible-so I can only honestly say: "Okay! From now on, I will say you are a brother, OK?"

Ximen Chuuxue frowned and said, "Why did I hear that brother fucking is not a good thing during the day?"

"Hey, you're still picky and thin!" I grinned and yelled, "I'm a god sister! A god sister and a god brother don't know that, right?"

I thought that the little diamond wind is smart, and I know that it is too much worse than Ximen Chuuxue, who is in the human category. It is estimated that in less than two weeks, this child will be able to distinguish between falling in love with her and falling in love with her. If you don’t look good, don’t interrupt and don’t interrupt, I will give you food below me and I will give you food below me... Wait for the specific meaning of Chinese.

However, the difficulty of Flicking him is only 2.0, and there is no problem for the time being.

"That's all right," Ximen Chuuxue said in a deep voice, "There's another thing. Don't call me Chuuxue anymore. The name is chosen by my parents. You can't change it like this."

"Then you want one for yourself?"

"Why do you have to change it?"

I bluntly said: "The celebrity effect, unless you really don't mind being watched like a monkey in the future, and fans who throw the article will grab their brains..."

Ximen Chuuxue Lingran said: "Change, you must change!-Keep the last name, you can change the name at will, it's best to change only one word."

I was humble and humbled: "No, you still have to come here in person—what do we mean by naming you?"

Ximen Chuuxue frowned: "Why are you so annoying?"

I said calmly: "The name is really not a trivial matter. You have to pick it up anyway. If I get you a Ximen Cuihua Nangong dog and Gongsun Shuanzhu, you still don’t..."

Ximen Chuuxue resolutely said, "I'll do it myself."

My interest suddenly came, and I waved to the little diamond wind and Lori Xi at the side of the basin: "Come on, let's get a name for the hero?"

Xiao Zuanfeng put down the basin in his hand and moved forward actively: "How about King Ximen?"

I slapped my face and patted it: "I'm not knowledgeable! Let's talk about it, one word."

Lori frowned and said: "If you want to change a word, then you have to change a little bit of literature and art-how about Ximending Snow?"

I confessed: "The artistic conception is too deep, and Brother Simon is not a mosquito race in the underworld."

"Forget it, I'll do it myself," Ximen Chuuxuelay ** struggling to hold up one hand: "The name used to be too murderous, I can change it to be more elegant... Or choose it from pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Okay?"

We all praised: "Poetry and picturesque!"

Ximen Chuuxue frowned, and his thoughts turned back and forth and finally spit out four words: "Ximen Chuuxue!"

We stared: "..." Then, we began to look at each other.

I tried my best to keep myself calm: "Why don't you choose the same instrument? Choose one that you are good at. This is somewhat interesting."

"Really?" Ximen Chuuxue said happily, "Why didn't I expect this? I really have a good instrument. Before, Xiaofeng all over the building knew it was me when I heard it, and it also fits my identity!"

I said excitedly: "Say quickly."

"Flute!" Ximen Chuuxue sighed, "Then I will call Ximen Chuuxue from now on..."

I rushed up to cover his mouth tightly, and shouted desperately: "Don't tell me! Don't tell me! Brother! Besides, this book should be sealed!"

Lori Xi suddenly said leisurely: "We'll just call Simon, why add something else?"

Everyone's eyes lit up!

Simon! The number one swordsman in the world has been called Ximen from now on-if you follow this method, if Huamanlou summons, then you don't need to think about the name, just call it Huaze Lei.

Ximen Chuuxue on the way home after the infusion... Uh no, Ximen has always been silent. I arranged for him to live with Xiao Zuanfeng, not because there is no room, but because he is indeed not suitable for single living now. He is four or five years old. It’s less than meters, you have to set up a stool to turn off the light, and you’re still ill. It’s better for someone to watch it

After arranging accommodation and giving him hot water and taking medicine, the guy suddenly raised his head and said, "Thank you today."

I waved my hand generously: "It's okay! Who told us to be destined?"

Ximen sighed and said, "I thought about your proposal today. Come on as you said."

I was surprised: "Did you listen to the doctor's words about the return visit in three days?"

Simon: "Cough cough cough..."

I laughed indifferently: "So you are willing to follow me?"

Simon shook his head: "It's not with you, but you hired me to be your bodyguard with three meals a day and roof tiles. By the way, I have to practice swordsmanship-I'm sorry, I can't join you yet, that is to say... who killed you I will do it, and I won’t be able to kill whoever you kill."

"It's good to understand, you don't have to think of yourself as a camel!" I stomped and complained: "More than four hundred! It's enough for us to eat for two weeks!"

In this way, 50,000 Yinde points plus more than 400 RMB, I successfully hired the first sword god in history as my personal bodyguard-although I can't help me murder and set fire, but...Isn't the monthly Yinde point salary also saved? ? (End of this chapter)