Song Xiwei scratched the back of her head in surprise, "I've only been in the kitchen for a short while?"
Judging from Aoqian's reaction, it's as if he's been abandoned for days and nights!
Because Aoqian's tone was not only accusatory, but his eyes also carried a hint of grievance.
It gives the impression that you really did something to wrong him.
Song Xiwei suddenly began to doubt herself. Had she really gone too far?
Patients are all vulnerable, especially since he has no spiritual power to rely on. His heart is particularly vulnerable, which is why he reacts so sensitively.
Song Xiwei had already found a reason for Aoqian in her mind, and she felt more and more that she had not thought things through.
"Young Master, it's my fault. I shouldn't have left you alone in the room. How about this? I'll find someone to brew my medicine, and I'll help you back to your room to rest so you won't be alone!"
Song Xiwei corrected himself in time and thought he was being very sincere.
Shouldn't Aoqian be satisfied with this?
Unexpectedly, after she finished speaking, Aoqian seemed even more annoyed.
Ao Qian exuded a gloomy anger. "The medicine I was given, you actually entrusted it to someone else?"
Song Xiwei: "???"
She was confused.
No, she's only accompanying Aoqian back to his room because she sees he needs someone to be with him.
Since she can't use her clone magic to watch over the kitchen, she'll have to ask someone else for help.
Sighing, Song Xiwei looked at Aoqian and asked, "Then, young master, in your opinion, what should I do?"
Ao Qian gave a muffled hum, "How long?"
Song Xiwei followed Ao Qian's gaze and glanced at the steaming boiler.
“You can’t rush this medicine preparation; you need to simmer it slowly, young man…” Song Xi observed Ao Qian’s expression but didn’t see any impatience on his face.
"Aren't you going to cook for me?" Aoqian asked again.
Song Xi nodded blankly, "That is indeed true, but now..."
"But what? You're not doing it now?" Ao Qian's face darkened.
Song Xiwei hurriedly explained, "It's not that we're not going to make it, it's just that we were worried you'd be impatient. This inn also has a cook, so perhaps..."
Aoqian interrupted her coldly and firmly: "What goes into my mouth, whether it's food or medicine, Song Xiwei, you cannot entrust it to anyone else! You are my subordinate, this is your duty, and if anything happens to me, you will be fully responsible!"
Song Xiwei was bewildered once again.
? ?
So, Aoqian means she'll personally brew the medicine? She'll personally cook the meals...
What was the meaning of his dark expression when he came here earlier, complaining and acting all wronged about being left alone in the room?
"So, Young Master, why don't you speak frankly?" Song Xi stared intently at Ao Qian, as if she dared not breathe too loudly.
For some reason, Aoqian's tone suddenly became somewhat ethereal. He turned his face to the side and said awkwardly, "I'll wait for you. Don't be lazy, hurry up and get it done."
Seeing that Aoqian had no intention of leaving, Song Xiwei still couldn't help but remind him, "Young Master, this is the kitchen, there's a lot of fumes here, you'll get choked by them!"
Aoqian didn't look at her, but his tone was impatient, "Why do you talk so much!"
Song Xiwei: "..."
Alright!
She talks a lot!
She has a sharp tongue!
They completely ignored Aoqian, who was like a wooden stake.
Song Xiwei began preparing the ingredients.
Aoqian was weak and had caught a cold, so he could only eat mild and soft foods.
Song Xiwei cooked white porridge and added some stomach-warming medicinal herbs to it.
While cooking the porridge, Song Xiwei caught a glimpse of Aoqian standing motionless out of the corner of her eye. Although she had tried her best to minimize his presence, Aoqian's stomach was growling loudly.
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