In other words, he was completely too lazy to move.
Of course, whenever I move with him, I feel tired all over and out of breath, so I don’t want to exercise even more.
"This is strange. I just gave you a physical examination last week, and there was no change. Now you fell down and lost so much blood, but your health has improved a lot."
The doctor looked puzzled.
"Don't talk nonsense. I just want to know if I am going to die now."
Ji Yinghan asked.
"Young master, you are joking. Although your body is weak, you can still live a long life."
"That's good. If you make sure I'm fine, you can go back."
Ji Yinghan wrote a check to him, "Don't tell my old man about this, lest he worry."
"Okay. Thank you, Master!"
The doctor took the check and left happily.
"I think you should be able to tell me why my physical condition suddenly improved?"
Ji Yinghan turned to look at Su Hen and asked, "Just like you saved Ye Feiyue before, it was not an accident, right?"
"Well, I know inner breath and can treat illnesses and injuries."
In front of his good friends, Su Hen didn't want to hide any more, "From now on, I will use inner breath to regulate your body regularly. However, your body is really too weak, so I can only slowly regulate it for you.
After a year and a half, it will probably be better than any medicine."
"real?"
Ji Yinghan's eyes lit up, "Are you sure you are willing to treat me?"
"I originally refused, but who made you my friend?"
Su Hen pretended to be helpless and said, "I'm afraid that my friend will die earlier than me and I will be sad. Therefore, I must let my friend live longer than me and let him be sad for my death."
"Okay, I will definitely live longer than you!"
Ji Yinghan said.
Su Hen smiled.
"Have you eaten? I'll make you some pasta."
Ji Yinghan wanted to stand up, but felt a sharp pain in his head, so he sat down and said helplessly to Su Hen, "You should go out to eat by yourself. I can't cook for you today."
"Then let me cook it for you."
Su Hen stood up, "But I can't guarantee how it tastes."
"As long as it's made by you, even if it's a pile of shit, I'll enjoy it."
Ji Yinghan was overjoyed.
Su Hen smiled.
She has lived a wealthy life since she was a child, with nothing to do but food and clothing, and she has never cooked before.
In the past, in Dayong, even if you poured a glass of water, someone would do it for you.
However, after coming to this world, her hands-on ability has become much stronger. Except for making food for herself, she has learned to cook everything else.
Ji Yinghan's kitchen was an open kitchen in the living room. She had seen him cook Western food several times before, and she remembered it unconsciously, so she copied his methods and made steak, pasta, and baked pizza.
As for the taste, she didn't know. She only thought it looked good and smelled good.
Ji Yinghan happily picked up the knife and fork and wanted to eat when he suddenly felt a dark shadow flashing in front of his eyes. A man with silver hair, a face even paler than him, dressed in black clothes, and with impossibly handsome features suddenly sat strangely next to him.
On the opposite side, he snatched his fork and forked a piece of steak into his slightly lavender mouth...
