I need to drink all of this before my cold gets better.
The next day, Zhou Jun went to work as usual.
Ah Feng took a break and lay down on the sofa to sleep. Normally, Zhou Junchang wouldn't care about these things, but these past few days, Zhou Junchang has become increasingly annoyed with him.
Walk over to Ah Feng and kick him awake.
Ah Feng, with his eyes still closed, said, "I was preparing for tonight. Now that I'm asleep, I promise I won't sleep tonight."
Zhou Junchang thought to himself, "If you dare to sleep here tonight, you're dead."
Zhou Junchang sat at the bar and poured himself a drink.
Zhou Junchang has been suffering from a cold for the past few days, which is really strange. Zhou Junchang rarely catches a cold, and even if he gets chilled, he recovers in a few days. But now, several days have passed and there is still no sign of improvement.
Thinking about his cold, Zhou Junchang thought of Xu Li again. He realized that he had caught a cold precisely to help Xu Li, but in the end, he didn't even get a thank you from Xu Li. Instead, he had to treat Ah Feng to a meal!
The more I think about it, the angrier I get. Anyone who didn't know better would think I'm being petty!
Zhou Jun took a big gulp of wine, but because he drank it too quickly, he choked and coughed a few times.
Hearing the voice, Ah Feng advised him, "Aren't you better yet? You should go see a doctor, lest it get worse."
"Shut up, go to sleep if you want!"
Ah Feng didn't want to make a fool of himself any further, so he rested his head on his hand and fell soundly asleep.
...
After what seemed like an eternity, Zhou Junchang finally woke up groggily at the bar. Perhaps because he had drunk some alcohol, he had actually fallen asleep.
Zhou Jun habitually reached for the wine glass, took a sip, and almost spat it out.
The glass doesn't contain wine!
The taste is somewhat familiar, a little bitter and a little sweet.
I don't know who took advantage of Zhou Junchang's sleep to replace the wine in his cup with Banlangen (Isatis root), which was still hot and must have been brewed recently.
Zhou Jun glanced at the sofa, but didn't see Ah Feng. Instead, he saw Ah Feng's feet leaning against the backrest, almost reaching the sky.
Ah Feng is sleeping like a pig; he probably hasn't woken up.
Zhou Junchang thought of someone, looked at the remaining half cup of Banlangen, and drank it with some doubt.
Zhou Junchang didn't ask Xu Li. If it was Xu Li, Zhou Junchang would take it as her apology. If it wasn't Xu Li, it would seem like Zhou Junchang was just being presumptuous.
That evening, Zhou Junchang also did not see Xu Li at the time when Xu Li usually got off work.
Did you work overtime?
The shop was crowded at night, with people mixing drinks and cutting fruit platters, so Zhou Jun didn't have time to think about anything else.
When Zhou Jun was mixing drinks, Xu Li appeared wearing high heels.
Normally, Xu Li's high heels could be heard for miles around, but because it was nighttime and the music in the bar was quite loud, Zhou Junchang didn't notice her when she stood in front of him. He only felt that someone was blocking the light, and when he looked up, he saw Xu Li.
Zhou Junchang paused for a moment, then continued pouring wine.
Xu Li didn't say anything. She walked behind the bar, took a cup and spoon from Zhou Junchang, and lowered her head, seemingly doing something.
Zhou Junchang resisted looking at Xu Li. After a while, a glass of dark brown liquid appeared in front of Zhou Junchang.
Xu Li stirred the Banlangen (a traditional Chinese medicine) in her cup: "I'll drink it."
Zhou Junchang glanced at the bar without stopping, then continued mixing drinks.
Xu Li urged, "Hurry up, it'll get cold soon."
Watching Zhou Junchang intently mixing drinks, Xu Li said coldly, "Don't tell me this is for yourself?"
Zhou Junchang suddenly thought of something and, with a mischievous grin, admitted, "What else? Should I give you some to drink?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Li flew into a rage: "You're drinking alcohol when you have a cold? No wonder you're not getting better!"
Zhou Junchang looked at Xu Li and smiled: "I thought someone didn't know how to thank others."
"Hurry up, or you'll blame it on me again!"
Zhou Jun smiled and responded faintly.
Seeing that Zhou Junchang had agreed, Xu Li's tone softened: "Did you drink it during the day too?"
Zhou Junchang seemed to have thought of something funny: "Who uses a drinking glass to hold medicine?"
Xu Li glared at Zhou Junchang and said sarcastically, "I saw you drinking quite well, but you've fallen asleep."
The person being glared at didn't take it seriously and shamelessly admitted, "That's right, alcohol tastes best when you can't drink."
"ill!"
Before leaving, Xu Li, worried, reminded Zhou Junchang to drink it quickly, as it wouldn't be as effective if it got cold.
He was still worried after leaving the house, so he went back and forced Zhou Junchang to drink it in front of him before leaving.
For the next few days, Xu Li delivered medicine to Zhou Jun every single day without fail.
Instead of delivering individual packets of granules, Xu Li would deliver pre-soaked Banlangen (Isatis root). Each time, Xu Li would carefully time it, prepare the hot water, and deliver it to Zhou Junchang at the perfect temperature.
Zhou Junchang always readily accepted the offer and downed it in one gulp.
Once, Ah Feng was curious and asked Xu Li what was in the cup.
Zhou Junchang said with a hint of boastfulness, "Coffee."
Ah Feng exclaimed excitedly, "Really! Give me a sip too!"
Zhou Junchang's expression instantly turned cold: "Get out."
Ah Feng scratched his head in confusion. When did Zhou Junchang become so possessive of his food?
Later, perhaps because she visited him so many times, Xu Li would ask Zhou Junchang every time if he was feeling better. At first, Xu Li was genuinely concerned, but as time went on, she became somewhat impatient.
Ah Feng, standing nearby, suddenly realized, "So this is medicine! No wonder they wouldn't let me drink it."
After Xu Li left, A Feng approached Zhou Junchang and asked, "I haven't heard you cough these past few days. Are you almost better?"
Zhou Junchang blurted out incoherently, "No, my throat is still a little uncomfortable."
After saying that, he pretended to cough and cleared his throat.
"Okay, but I think if you're not better yet, you really should see a doctor. Banlangen (Isatis root) isn't very useful; it's usually just for preventing colds."
Zhou Junchang: "If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute."
"Hey! You, I'm just worried about you."
"..."
When Ah Feng saw Xu Li delivering medicine to Zhou Jun again, he shook his head helplessly.
It seems that both of them are a little sick.
One was willing to give a gift, and the other was willing to drink.
He's the only one who doesn't want to watch it.
Ah Feng didn't know how long they would continue delivering medicine twice a day, but he watched Zhou Junchang happily drink two cups of Banlangen every day.
Ah Feng felt nauseous just from the smell and wondered how Zhou Jun could drink it.
As for why Xu Li stopped delivering medicine later, it was still because of Ah Feng.
As the weather grew colder, Xu Li cooked rock sugar pears at home.
I originally only intended to drink it myself, but then I remembered that someone else still had a cold, so I decided to cook a little more.
Xu Li packed the food in an insulated lunchbox and brought it to Zhou Junchang.
Zhou Junchang usually arrives at work earlier than Xu Li, but for some reason, I haven't seen him.
Although it was packed in an insulated lunchbox, it wasn't very warm in the dead of winter. Xu Li planned to give it to Zhou Junchang to drink on a moonlit night.
Xu Li, carrying a lunchbox, waved to Ah Feng: "Has Zhou Junchang not arrived yet?"
"without."
Ah Feng noticed Xu Li's phone and the thing she was carrying, assuming it was Banlangen (a traditional Chinese medicine), but Xu Li usually brewed Banlangen fresh, and he had never seen her use an insulated lunchbox.
Ah Feng asked, "What's that you're holding in your hand?"
Xu Li thought that her lunchbox was quite big and contained a lot of food. It might be a bit too much for one person to drink, but it would be about right if shared between two people.
Xu Li picked up the insulated lunchbox, intending to offer some to Afeng as well: "Rock sugar pear soup, it's still hot, would you like some?"
Upon hearing that there was something to drink, Ah Feng immediately agreed: "Drink, drink."
The two found an empty spot and sat down. Xu Li poured a bowl for A Feng first. The rock sugar pear soup was still steaming hot when it was poured out.
Instantly, Ah Feng smelled a sweet fragrance that warmed his heart.
Ah Feng ate a piece of rock sugar pear first, but it was so hot that he couldn't bite into it.
After a while, Ah Feng finally ate it and drank some sugar water.
"Delicious, delicious."
Ah Feng rarely drinks this kind of stuff, so this was his first time trying it, and he actually thought it was pretty good.
At this moment, Zhou Junchang took the key that Afeng had left at his house last time and entered Mingyue Night. As soon as he entered, he smelled a scent that did not belong here.
It's hot, it's warm, it's sweet.
When Ah Feng saw Zhou Junchang, he waved to him and said, "You're here! Come and drink this."
When Zhou Jun saw Xu Li, his first thought was of the Banlangen (Isatis root) that Xu Li had brewed, but seeing the insulated lunchbox on the table and smelling the odor, it didn't seem to be her.
Zhou Junchang walked over and tossed the key to Afeng.
As Xu Li served Zhou Junchang a bowl, she stood up and gave her seat to him.
Ah Feng excitedly recommended to Zhou Jun, "Drink it quickly, it will help with your cold."
Zhou Jun often said to Xu Li, "Is this for me?"
Xu Li nodded: "I made too much yesterday, so I brought some over for you."
Zhou Jun often takes a sip of sugar water, and the sweet taste melts on his tongue.
She took another bite of the pear. Xu Li had already peeled the pear, and the flesh was soft and fluffy, requiring almost no chewing. It slid down her throat along with the syrup.
Ah Feng asked, "Isn't it much tastier than Banlangen?"
Zhou Junchang remained noncommittal and continued drinking.
Zhou Junchang had barely taken a few sips when Ah Feng next to him had already emptied his bowl.
Ah Feng was still a little unsatisfied after finishing the last sip.
Wanting to get a second bowl, Zhou Junchang subtly moved the insulated bowl closer to himself, then pulled out the spoon and held it himself.
Looking at Afeng's empty bowl, Xu Li smiled and said, "There's still some left, have some more."
Zhou Junchang held onto the spoon tightly and said to Xu Li, "Isn't this my medicine?"
He drank what I drank.
Ah Feng stared at Zhou Junchang with wide eyes, as if to say: You can't even drink this little bit?
Xu Li couldn't understand what Zhou Jun was doing: "There's still quite a lot left, let him drink some more."
Seeing Xu Li also urging A Feng to drink some more, Zhou Junchang started making up another story: "If I finish drinking this, my cold will be cured."
How could Ah Feng not know that this stuff had this effect? Was it because he didn't understand rock sugar pear soup, or because he didn't understand his brother's health?
Ah Feng withdrew his outstretched hand.
When Zhou Junchang saw Xu Li and A Feng drinking this stuff, he was a little annoyed. Since it was brought for him, Xu Li just gave it to A Feng to drink when he wasn't there. If Zhou Junchang had come any later, A Feng probably would have finished it all.
If Zhou Junchang hadn't suddenly remembered that he forgot to bring the key for Afeng today, and hadn't turned back halfway, he could have finished the drink in just a couple of sips. Would Afeng have even had a chance to drink it?
Making Ah Feng drink this much is already the biggest concession we can make.
Seeing that Ah Feng's gaze was still on the insulated bowl, Zhou Junchang immediately sent Ah Feng away: "Go and bring out the fruit we'll be using tonight and wash it."
Ah Feng wanted to say something, but Zhou Junchang's look made him swallow it back, and he reluctantly got up.
After watching Ah Feng leave, Xu Li asked, "Can you finish the rest of this?"
"Um."
"Fine, you tell me yourself, then I won't deliver it tomorrow."
Zhou Junchang really dug his own grave. Watching Xu Li's departing figure, he finished the rest of the drink by himself.
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