Just then, I heard Mr. Feng shouting from upstairs, who was still awake.
"Long live Mr. Feng..."
Everyone shouted in unison.
"I will live forever at this time."
Mr. Feng muttered dissatisfiedly in his heart, and then returned to the room to catch up on his sleep.
"Does everyone have any plans today?"
The fat man asked.
"You just say what you want to do and that's it."
The road to the side is far away.
"That's right... wouldn't it be better to have hot pot when it rains today? It would be a perfect match to have hot pot when it rains."
The fat man spoke with saliva on his lips.
"This is a really good suggestion. Let's have hot pot this afternoon."
From afar, it also follows the path.
"What do you think Yang Huang."
"I don't care, I can eat anything."
Yang Huang had just finished hot pot with Jiang Siyuan yesterday, so he didn't seem to be that tempted by hot pot.
“Whose hot pot do you want to eat?”
The chef asked from downstairs.
“Anyone’s family is fine, as long as they have food.”
No need to look back, this must be what the fat man said.
As long as there is meat to eat, it doesn't matter what you eat.
After closing today, there was still enough time to prepare the ingredients for the hot pot, so everyone decided to go back to the room and take a nap.
Yang Huang returned to bed and played with his phone carelessly, which once again reminded him of the scene in his dream last night.
"Where exactly is that place?"
Yang Huang couldn't understand it no matter how hard he thought about it.
I just remember that there is a secret cave near the Taoist temple.
Just as he was recalling last night's scene, cotton jumped onto Yang Huang's body.
It seemed that he wanted Yang Huang to play with it.
Yang Huang touched the cat on Mian Mian's body, and then hugged it under his quilt.
Cotton just let Yang Huang tinker with him without making a sound.
Now it seems that it has long lost the wildness it once had, and instead devotes itself wholeheartedly to this cat-like soul.
If this continues, Yang Huang is really afraid that it will forget even the little magic power he has left.
So Yang Huang picked up Mian Mian, and Mian Mian's whole body was suspended in the air.
Cotton stared at Yang Huang with its big brown eyes.
It's like complaining that I haven't had enough time lying on this comfortable little bed.
"Cotton, do you still have magic power?"
Yang Huang asked worriedly.
"What did you say? Of course I can. Do you still doubt my IQ?"
Mian Mian looked at Yang Huang with contempt and said.
"Okay, then you can float the quilt on my bed."
Mian Mian glanced at Yang Huang who didn't believe him, and then jumped from Yang Huang's hands to the bed.
The little guy stood up instantly, and then it was like when he first met Yang Huang.
A huge body immediately appeared in front of Yang Huang's eyes.
Immediately afterwards, Cotton's hand lifted the quilt and it floated easily in the air.
Yang Huang was relieved when he saw that Mian Mian had indeed not forgotten his magic power. Then Mian Mian shrank again and became a kitten that everyone loved.
In the evening, after the chef prepared the ingredients, he asked everyone to go downstairs for dinner.
The aroma of hot pot permeates every corner of the gym.
It's so beautiful on a rainy day with a hot pot of hot pot.
The fat man's eyes were fixed on the plate of meat and he could no longer move.
Seeing this, Mr. Feng moved the plate to the side.
The fat man touched his head in embarrassment.
Just when everyone was finishing the hot pot and preparing to chat about life, Yang Huang's cell phone rang.
When I opened it, I saw it was Yuhan.
"Why is she calling so late?"
Yang Huang answered the phone and heard Yu Han on the other end of the phone saying anxiously: "Come to the Central Hospital quickly."
Then I heard a hurried voice on the other end of the phone calling for a doctor.
Yang Huang hurriedly greeted Mr. Feng, put on his clothes and hurried out.
As I was walking, I heard someone saying from afar behind me: "She is really a lingering ghost. She is everywhere."
"Hey, maybe Yuhan is really in an emergency? Otherwise she wouldn't have asked Yang Huang to go out so late."
Mr. Feng said while helping Yang Huang get out of the situation.
He glanced far away and said nothing.
Yuhan on the phone was very anxious, and Yang Huang had no time to argue with Yuan Yuan.
I took a taxi and hurried to the Central Hospital.
Although it is spring now, it is still a bit cold at night.
When I arrived at the hospital, I saw Yu Han wearing a thin long skirt waiting anxiously for Yang Huang at the entrance of the hospital.
Seeing Yang Huang coming, Yuhan immediately greeted him.
Yang Huang subconsciously put the coat he was wearing on to Yu Han.
Yu Han was stunned for a long time by Yang Huang's move.
"I didn't expect that the straight man she used to see would have such a warm-hearted side now. Is he afraid that I will catch a cold?"
At this time, Yu Han's heart had already lit up a pot of fire.
Sometimes girls are like this, and maybe a simple little gesture from a boy will move them.
Yang Huang watched Yu Han, who was standing still, come over and run to Yu Han's side again and said, "Come on, weren't you still in a hurry on the phone? Why are you not in a hurry now?"
After Yang Huang said this, Yu Han calmed down.
She took Yang Huang's hand and ran to the thirteenth floor of the Central Hospital.
"What's going on? Is Mr. Minghui... again?"
Yang Huang was stopped by Yu Han as soon as he finished speaking.
"No, my friend's father was fine before, but the doctor just gave me a critical illness notice. She called me, but I don't know how to see a doctor. I just remembered that you were here, so I didn't bother you so late.
You."
Finally, Yuhan did not forget to care about Yang Huang.
Yang Huang stopped talking and just wanted to see the patient quickly.
Although she is not a doctor, at least with his current magic power, he can still save the life of that person as long as he doesn't deserve it.
Now Yuhan seems to be used to it. Whenever someone around her has a problem, the first thing she thinks of is Yang Huang instead of the doctor.
It seems that in her eyes, Yang Huang is more reliable than the doctor.
An inexplicable sense of dependence.
Having Yang Huang here can give Yuhan a sense of security, even if he can't help.
When I arrived on the thirteenth floor, I saw a little girl crying helplessly in front of a doctor.
Yuhan quickly pulled Yang Huang to the girl's side.
"This is Yang Huang."
"This is Li Sidi."
Yuhan introduced Yang Huang and Li Sidi to each other.
Li Sidi raised her head and glanced at Yang Huang, wanting to smile, but she found that she could no longer laugh.
Now my face is surrounded by tears.
When Yuhan saw Li Sidi in this situation, she hugged Li Sidi deeply in her arms.
At this moment she is more like a sensible big sister.
After such a long period of contact, Yang Huang discovered that Yuhan is an extremely loyal person. As long as it is someone she likes, she will come forward to help solve whatever happens to that person.