242. Are you so ignorant of taking care of yourself every time?
"Ginger soup! Drink it. It has just been boiled. It will be effective while it is hot."
It wasn't until he felt the burning sensation on his hands disappear that Leng Xuanhan put down his hands, and then sat down next to the woman on the sofa.
Ginger soup?
His eyes were still staring at the black and sticky soup, "Uncle, are you really sure this is ginger soup?"
"It has such a strong ginger flavor, what do you think it is if it's not ginger soup? Just drink it quickly."
Tian Lingxin frowned even more, staring at the blackened soup in the bowl, the disgust in her eyes shone brighter; "It feels so disgusting, I don't want to drink it."
Hearing this, Leng Xuanhan turned his head and noticed her frowning expression of disgust. Suddenly, his handsome eyebrows raised, "Looking at your expression, it seems a bit disgusting?"
"It's not a little, it's a lot. Uncle, how much ginger did you put in to cook?" Tian Lingxin didn't hide her disgust at the bowl of blackened ginger soup. She turned her head and looked at the man beside her and asked.
He is obviously very good at cooking, but to make a simple ginger soup and turn it into such a black color, this man is a genius.
"It's not much, it's just a whole piece, smash it into pieces, then boil it with water, and it takes more than half an hour to make a bowl like this." Leng Xuanhan also directly talked about the process of making ginger soup.
In the past, even if he had a cold, he would never drink any ginger soup because he didn't like the taste of ginger. Therefore, this bowl of ginger soup can be regarded as his first masterpiece.
Although he himself didn't think much of the bowl of ginger soup, seeing the disgusted expression of the woman next to him made the man feel a little uncomfortable.
"Don't look disgusted. If you want to get better from your cold, just drink it while it's hot." As he said that, he stretched out his arm and put his big hand on her forehead, checking her body temperature, and said in a low voice.
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A whole piece??
How much is a whole piece? It couldn't be the piece she saw in the kitchen tonight, right? It was as big as the bowl in front of her!
Tian Lingxin really felt a little ashamed.
"Uncle, actually there's no need. I don't think it's uncomfortable for me to catch a cold. I'll just take a nap." After saying that, Su raised his hand and took off the big hand that was attached to her forehead.
However, the gaze from the corner of his eye suddenly fell on the back of the hand that was burnt red.
Liu frowned and turned his head to look at the man beside him: "How did you get it?"
"It's nothing, it's not in the way. Girl, don't take it too seriously. If you really don't like drinking it and think it's too much to call the doctor over, then wait a minute. I'll go to the pharmacy to get you some cold medicine. You just started to catch a cold.
It can be big or small. If you don't handle it well, you will be the one who feels uncomfortable."
When Leng Xuanhan saw her glance, he immediately took his big hand back from hers and said.
When he was just pouring ginger soup on his hand, he accidentally touched some of it on the back of his hand. To him, it really didn't matter. Anyway, the bruises from bumps and bruises were just a common occurrence, so he got used to it.
However, Tian Lingxin seemed to frown even more when she heard his disapproving tone.
Is this man always so ignorant of taking care of himself?
It was the same last time on the bus, and it was the same this time. He really thought he was an iron man and couldn't feel pain??