King of Chefs

Chapter 59 Medicated Diet

The room fell silent, and the moment the lights were turned off, the human eye could not see anything in the dark.Yan Lang felt that the side of the sleeping bed collapsed, Simmons was shaking, and the blurry outline began to take shape, Shi Yang lay on the bed, and the rustling sound of cloth rubbing could be heard in his ears.

"Uncle Lang."

"Ah."

"I can't sleep, can I watch my phone?"

"it is good."

There was light in the room, and the screen of the mobile phone illuminated Shi Yang's eyes, cutting out a silhouette with deep lines in the darkness, and his long eyelashes were covered with a layer of silver light, trembling like a swaying Butterflies, flying in front of my eyes.

Yan Lang blinked his eyes, drove away the inexplicable appeal deep in his heart, turned over, and turned his back to Shi Yang.He was indeed sleepy, but he had to think about Liantang before going to bed.The exposure of the relationship between Liantang and Feng Yuheng seemed to open a door for him, and he only needed to push lightly to see the truth.

Is it Liantang?

Yan Lang didn't want to doubt Liantang.Liantang is his best friend and the person he trusts the most.Managers and artists need absolute loyalty and mutual trust. Those little secrets that artists can't expose to the public don't need to be hidden from their managers.Even when some artists get along with their managers, they completely liberate themselves, trusting that the other party will never say anything.They advance hand in hand in the complex and ever-changing entertainment industry. They are a community of interests, and both prosper and lose.It can be said that a normal manager is the least likely to harm an artist.

However, how to explain the relationship between Liantang and Feng Yuheng?Are they just a pure bed relationship?How long did this secret relationship last?And why do you want to hide it from yourself?Why did Feng Yuheng suddenly go crazy?Because I found out that Liantang likes me?Or is it all premeditated?Liantang is responsible for messing with himself?Feng Yuheng devoured himself?The two joined hands in an attempt to swallow all their property?

But why so many years later?Liantang obviously had many opportunities to do these things, but he always chose to protect him, and any decision was made from his point of view.He was able to stand at the top of the entertainment circle so quickly, which is not without Liantang's hard work and dedication.

What made Liantang change his original intention?Do it to yourself?

correct.

It's Zihua.

At that time, he met Zihua and was going to propose to her, and even asked Liantang to accompany him to choose the wedding ring.

However, Liantang, who was secretly in love with her, finally broke out.

Yes, this should be the truth.

Whether it was Liantang's sudden choice to do something, or Shi Yang's follow-up, all the reasons were because he was about to get married!

Ah.

No wonder some people say that marriage is a man's grave and a turning point in life.Sure enough, his life changed and he was almost buried.

This kind of thought was born and took root in my heart. The movement behind me no longer had the warmth before, and became cold and bone-piercing.

This is the selfishness of human nature.

In order to satisfy one's own desires and destroy other people's lives, what one is seeking is the sincerity of the victim. There is no such good thing in this world.

Yan Lang closed his eyes, not wanting to think about it anymore, letting his chest feel a little bit cold.

He didn't know when he fell asleep, and when he woke up again, he couldn't breathe in his chest, as if he was being pressed by a big rock.He didn't need to open his eyes to know it was Shi Yang.

The last thought before going to sleep seemed to have occurred last second, and without a moment's hesitation, he pushed Shi Yang off his body.

"Uncle Lang..." Shi Yang turned over and stuck back, muttering, "I didn't harass you..."

Yan Lang raised his hand and continued to push him away.

But Shi Yang put his head on his shoulder, rubbed against him, looking for a comfortable position: "Let me hug you, I like you, um, I like you."

Yan Lang's chest was slightly weak again, and most of the strength in his hands had dissipated. He pushed Shi Yang with such strength that he couldn't bear to look directly at him. Seeing that he couldn't be pushed away, he simply let go.

The room was dark, and the curtains were all drawn, blocking the sky outside.The temperature of the air conditioner was turned on very low, and it was still a little cold under the air conditioner quilt.The body of the person around him is hot, and the breath exhaled by the other party is sprayed and sprayed, like an air pump pumping heat to his chest.Some sharp and distorted thoughts before going to sleep were gradually erased, and the heart beat alive again.

Yes, Shi Yang did something wrong, but he was not the one who started it.He wanted to use the news of homosexuality and being adopted to force himself to formalize the relationship between men and men, but he misestimated the power of netizens.He chased him to Yulonggou, where he hid for so many days, he was obviously an arrogant and domineering son in the capital, but he turned into a little sheep in front of him.He also discredited himself for helping Jin Kui just to please himself.

Is this gain and loss really worth it?

Obviously not, because it's all bullshit.

Get to the bottom of it.

I just lost my mind.

The distorted behavior was covered with a hazy fig leaf by him, and turned into a lovely possessive desire, as well as that heart-pounding persistence. In his eyes, the past mistakes became extraordinarily indifferent.He easily ignored the past and forgave Shi Yang.

Yes, his heart was completely deviated.

Yan Lang raised his hand and touched Shi Yang's head, his fingertips brushed against the smooth skin, lingering on it with nostalgia.

It's really strange, why is my own aesthetics distorted like this?Obviously a stable family relationship and an obedient wife are the life I want most.

Yan Lang squeezed Shi Yang's nose hard with his hand.

we can only do this.

Can't fight, can't scold, can't drive away, can't even blame him, just fell down inexplicably.

The next day, Yan Lang woke up very early, leaving Shi Yang, who was about to steal a good morning kiss, in vain.

Shi Yang's life schedule is not very good. He doesn't go to bed until after one or two o'clock at night, and usually sleeps until ten o'clock in the morning before getting up. It is simply impossible to sneak up on Yan Lang, who has the habit of morning exercise.

After Yanlang's morning exercise, Shi Yang hadn't gotten up yet.

After breakfast, Shi Yang still didn't get up.

Yan Lang thought for a while, changed his clothes, and went out.

There were not many people in the Yuxuan Clubhouse at this time, Yan Lang grabbed a waiter and asked him where Dr. Yan was going, and swiped his face as a card, the waiter didn't think there was anything wrong with him appearing here, and honestly led him to the clubhouse Side office area.

The doctor attending the consultation today is an old doctor who is about 60 years old and told Yan Lang that Dr. Yan has returned to the hospital.

Yan Lang hesitated for a while in the choice of whether to go to see Dr. Yan, and finally glanced at the time, and asked the address of Dr. Yan's hospital, which was not too far away.

In fact, this private hospital is very famous in the capital, and Yan Lang has heard of it more than once, and the patients there are all very well-known people, and many people in the entertainment industry are proud to see a doctor in this hospital.

If there is something wrong with Yan Lang, he may also be admitted to this or a similar hospital.However, he is in good health, except that he was hospitalized with fever and pneumonia when he was a child, and his headache and brain fever later, the family doctor can solve it.

When I saw Dr. Yan, he was very idle, playing with a Rubik's Cube.The man's hand speed is very fast, and he can easily change all six sides into the same color.

"Professional?" Yan Lang knocked on the door and went in. He remembered that there was a World Rubik's Cube Competition.

"Huh? Why are you here?" Dr. Yan put down the Rubik's Cube and stood up, "Just playing around. How is it? Did Shi Yang feel pain at night?"

"Well, thanks to you, he slept well."

Dr. Yan showed an ambiguous smile on his face: "I never thought that you two have such a relationship, I'm very surprised."

"I'm also very surprised." Yan Lang was a little helpless.Let him choose, first of all he will not choose a man, and secondly he will not choose such a willful and difficult man to serve.But that's what love is all about, it doesn't matter if he is a bastard or a mung bean, just look at the right one.

Dr. Yan smiled: "Okay, don't explain, I'm not a gossip person, trust my mouth, no one will know."

"Thank you."

"Here." He opened the drawer, took out a piece of A4 paper full of words, and handed it to Yan Lang, "This is the recipe I found when I got home in the morning. If you can't buy the materials, just tell Shi Yang." He should let Yuxuan's purchasers buy all the items and bring them back."

Yan Lang took it over and took a look. There are some traditional Chinese medicinal materials, but the main ingredients are yam, lotus seeds, soybeans, barley kernels and other stomach-nourishing things, boiled into soft and rotten rice porridge, but compared with ordinary medicinal diets, the ingredients are more precise. When it comes to grams, there seem to be strict rules.

Yan Lang is very talented in cooking, and he usually pays attention to these things. The moment he saw Fang Zi, there were no less than ten foods in his head that were also made with these ingredients.There are more tricks, so that Shi Yang won't get bored.

Yan Lang was about to say thank you when he suddenly stopped.

Usually, the system, which is never easy to find a sense of presence, suddenly popped up a message in front of it like a bullet screen.

System: Discover the remnants of the medicinal diet and start the side mission of the medicinal diet.

Medicinal food branch task: the host needs to achieve the achievement of [Proficient] to complete this task.

[Proficient] Achievement: The host needs two culinary skills to reach the advanced level.

"Any questions?"

Yan Lang came back to his senses, and said with a smile: "I just found out that there are eels in it, I'm not afraid of your jokes, I can't handle that thing."

"Actually, there are many medicinal foods for nourishing the stomach and nourishing the stomach. I don't know how to cook, so I don't know if this thing is right or not, but yams can't kill people. You can figure it out."

Yan Lang found out that Dr. Yan was actually not very reliable.

Yan Lang took the prescription, and before he could walk out of the hospital, the phone rang. Not surprisingly, it was indeed Shi Yang calling.

Shi Yang said: "Uncle Lang, where have you been? Why didn't you wake me up when you went out? I'm fine today. If you have something to do, can I go with you? Don't you have a car? I'll be your full-time driver."

"I'll be right back." There was a smile in Yan Lang's tone.

"I'll pick you up. Where? I'll pick you up."

"No, it's very close. You brush your teeth, wash your face and pack yourself, and I'll be there."

"Where are you? Are you still in the clubhouse? Are you in the swimming pool at this time?"

"I didn't. I'm at the gate of Huada Hospital."

"Hua Da?" Shi Yang was silent for two seconds, then suddenly said, "Yan Hua? Yan Hua's hospital? What are you doing at Yan Hua's place? Didn't you just meet yesterday?"

Yan Lang was amused by Shi Yang's acetic question.

He didn't like his girlfriend to ask him where he was going. He is not a machismo, and usually he would tell the other party his whereabouts, but if he forgot occasionally, or it was too late to tell, the other party was full of doubts and chattered. It made him feel angry, distrusted, as if he was insulted.

Of course that feeling sucks.

But Shi Yang's flying vinegar made him so happy that he just wanted to tease him again and make him more anxious, whimpering like a puppy who couldn't eat.

Yan Lang told about the fact that he came to get the prescription, and also told Shi Yang about his illness, and finally said, let's eat the medicinal food made by himself at night.

Shi Yang was so happy that he didn't want it, and said that he would go to the supermarket and buy ingredients later!

Yan Lang unfortunately told him that this was impossible, if he appeared in the supermarket, he would be overwhelmed by fans, and then he should not do anything.

Shi Yang was a little disappointed, but he quickly cheered up: "Okay then, you come back, we won't go anywhere, you make medicinal meals, and I'll wash the vegetables for you."

Unknowingly, the taxi drove to the door of the clubhouse, the phone was still on the phone, and the two of them talked to each other, as if they still had a lot to say.

Yan Lang had never felt this way before, and he jumped up and down with joy, because of every word the other party said, he felt joy from the heart, his body seemed to become lighter, and his face was sour from laughing.

Coming to the leisure area at the back again, Shi Yang was already waiting downstairs. The magnificent hall was so quiet that even the waiters couldn't see it.Shi Yang was sitting by the window, wearing clean and neat clothes, and his expensive high-end clothes set off his superior status.The sun shone on his body, his hair changed to a hazy golden brown, and his fair skin seemed to be transparent.Such an image perfectly fits the setting of the perfect nobleman in idol dramas. If it were placed in a Japanese manga, Shi Yang would have been surrounded by a page full of roses at this moment.

Yan Lang finds out that he is also a face controler.At least beauties will be pleasing to the eye, and the attraction will be stronger.

"Uncle Lang." Shi Yang beckoned to him, "Let's have lunch here, I've ordered it, and it will be delivered soon."

Yan Lang glanced at the time while sitting down, it was still 10 minutes to eleven o'clock, "Is this breakfast or lunch?"

"Be more serious when you get older. Why aren't your ears working well? I said it was lunch."

"Less less, I eat less."

"Row."

Looking at the past, the waiter from the clubhouse came over. A large amount of food turned into a cup of milk tea and two snacks. The waiter didn't complain at all, and quickly walked to modify the menu.

The breakfast was served very quickly, a milky apple pie, a pumpkin coconut cube, and finally a cup of red bean and taro ball milk tea, which was fragrant, sweet and greasy, and was quietly served in a beautiful glass container. placed on the table.

Shi Yang took a sip of milk tea at the right temperature to moisten his throat, then picked up the pumpkin and coconut flakes and put them in his mouth. The sweetness of the pumpkin lingered on his tongue. The delicious taste only needs to be pressed lightly with the tongue, and it will melt on the tip of the tongue.This is one of his favorite snacks.

A hand was stretched out, Shi Yang was stunned for a moment, then accepted it happily, squinted his eyes and moved his face towards him, his strong fingers brushed the corner of his lips, and took away a grain of white shredded coconut.Then, he saw with his own eyes that the owner of that hand put the shredded coconut into his mouth while withdrawing his hand.

Shi Yang's face turned red instantly.

As an old driver, he immediately understood the hint inside.

Jump for joy.

This is Yan Lang's small gesture of accepting himself and responding.