Chef K looked at the oddly colored rice porridge in the small bowl and found it hard to imagine what good it would do to eat such food. To be honest, the taste wasn't very pleasant either, with a smell he couldn't describe, but it wasn't too bad either.
Song Yun and Qi Mo Nan were disappointed. The chef hesitated for a long time while holding the small bowl, but finally decided to give it a try.
He scooped a spoonful with it, thought for a moment, shook off another spoonful, and put the remaining half spoonful into his mouth.
Well, the taste was not as strange as he had imagined. It was a very special taste, completely different from the Western food he had eaten before. There was no sweetness, only a light salty taste and a hint of bitterness. The strange thing was that after swallowing it, there was a hint of sweetness in the mouth. It was a very special taste.
He scooped another scoop into his mouth and savored it carefully.
Before I knew it, the small bowl of medicinal porridge was finished.
The bowl was empty, but the chef still felt a little unsatisfied.
A kitchen helper asked the chef, "How does it taste?"
The chef couldn't explain why, after all, he wasn't very familiar with this kind of Chinese medicinal food. "It's okay, better than I expected."
An hour later, the kitchen helpers came into the kitchen and began to prepare dinner.
"Chef, you look very good today. You must have had a good sleep this afternoon."
More than one or two people said that they looked in good spirits. The chef himself also felt that he had more energy than usual. Thinking of the bowl of medicinal food he had eaten before, he immediately went to find a mirror. He saw that the person in the mirror was indeed the same as his colleagues said, and looked much better than usual.
But he did not sleep in the afternoon, nor did he eat any food that could replenish his energy, except for the bowl of Chinese medicinal food.
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Qi Weimin brought the medicinal meal made by Song Yun back to the guest room, woke up Qiao Fengshou, and fed him the meal while it was still hot.
After eating the medicinal meal, Qiao Fengshou took another nap. When he woke up, he felt much better and could speak. However, his weak body had not yet fully recovered and he needed to rest for two more days. After all, he had lost so much blood, especially his left leg, which was still numb and needed some time to recover.
Instructor Han and his colleagues carefully asked Qiao Fengshou about his situation at the time. They learned that when he was climbing high, a player from Country R hit his calf. He felt a tingling sensation in his left calf at the time, and then immediately became paralyzed on one side of his body and fell down.
Qi Weimin was so angry that he almost threw the bowl, "Son of a bitch, I'm going to kill him."
Instructor Han's face flushed red with anger, his fists clenched until they crackled, but he had to consider the overall situation. "Now isn't the time to seek revenge. Let's finish the competition first. Once the event is over, we'll settle the score with them."
This is the best way.
But Song Yun couldn't wait.
This vengeance must not be allowed to continue overnight, otherwise she would not be able to sleep.
Qiao Fengshou could not attend the evening banquet, and Qi Weimin took the initiative to offer to stay and take care of Qiao Fengshou.
Qi Weimin was a bit more shy than the others, and he felt out of place standing inside at such a banquet.
Instructor Han and the others also knew Qi Weimin's character, so they would not force him. Qiao Fengshou really needed someone to look after him.
At 5:30 in the afternoon, Qi Monan and his team returned with a gold medal.
Well, it was expected, but I was also happy.
I was even happier when I saw the ugly faces of the Japanese soldiers.
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