I'm Not a Detective

On the third day of the holiday, Qingjian Liuli wanted to continue morning exercises to lose weight after getting up, but when she got up, she felt weak all over, her stomach ached, and she was very sleepy.

She insisted on walking to the living room, but she felt her stomach pain became even worse. She couldn't help but sit on the sofa and rub it for a while, then fell asleep again.

What's going on? My belly is so bloated...

As soon as she closed her eyes, the bell on the second floor rang wildly, and the keeper who had collected the food fee began to call for food. However, her whole body became even weaker, and she didn't even have the strength she had in the past. She only opened her eyes, still half asleep and half awake.

The bell rang twice and then stopped. There was a knock on the door. She reluctantly got up and opened the door in a daze. When she saw Takeshi Nanahara with an unhappy look on her face, she immediately said in a daze: "I'm sorry, I'm not here today." I feel a little uncomfortable, so I won’t go over to eat yet.”

Takeshi Nanahara looked at her face and said angrily as he entered the room: "Does your stomach hurt?"

Qing Jian Liuli nodded sadly, then returned to the sofa and curled up into a ball, her eyes were lifeless, like a wilted cabbage, weak, pitiful and helpless.

Nanabahara Takecai didn't care whether she was pitiful or not, he put his hand on her wrist and cursed: "I knew it would be like this. You are so exhausted that you have no self-control at all. No wonder you can only get more than 300 points in the exam."

"It has nothing to do with last night, I just feel a little uncomfortable." Qingjian Liuli said wilfully, "Maybe I have a cold. Didn't the temperature drop yesterday?"

Takeshi Nanahara said displeasedly: "How could it be a cold? You just have too much food. Last night alone, you ate a pig's trotter, a piece of cake, a bowl of ice cream, seven and a half bowls of rice, half a chicken and half a kilogram of fat meat. Vegetables, I asked you to get up and move around, but you kept cheating. At least you did some housework and ate my health-preserving walnuts. You deserve the stomachache today."

After a pause, he couldn't help cursing, "Are you the reincarnation of a foodie? Eat whatever you catch to death? You eat more and more every day, aren't you afraid that your stomach will burst one day?"

Qing saw Liuli being scolded, but she couldn't reply. She could only squint her eyes, frown, and look at the clock in the corner of the living room expressionlessly, feeling very aggrieved.

Bastard, my stomach hurts so much and you still scold me!

Last night's food was so spicy and so off-putting, is it all my fault if I ate too much? This is the first time in my life that I have eaten so much in one meal, and I didn’t know I would have a stomachache today!

"Let's go to the hospital." Takeshi Nanahara scolded her, but he couldn't let her die of pain.

"I don't want to go to the hospital. I'll get better after taking a rest. You don't have to worry about me." Qing Jian Liuli refused to move. When she went to the hospital, she was found to have eaten so much in one meal. She would rather die from pain at home. .

"It's bad luck, just wait." Takeshi Qiyuan didn't force him. After all, it was just food accumulation, not a serious illness, so he went directly back to his home.

Qing Jian Liuli was uncomfortable on the sofa for more than ten minutes, and she was a little tearful. Takeshi Nanahara came back with a Fuji Kyusu Eternal Warm Pot and a Purple Clay Eternal Warm Cup, and poured her a cup of red wine directly. of soup, he said angrily: "Drink all this pot before it gets cold."

Qing Jian Liuli didn't dare to have any objections. She picked up the cup and took a sip. She felt that the sour and sweet taste was delicious. She couldn't help but wonder: "Isn't it medicine?"

"It's Samsung soup. The main ingredients are malt, grain sprouts and hawthorn. It's specially designed to treat losers like you." Takeshi Nanabahara looked at her with disgust, "Thank me quickly and say I'm the best BOSS in the world, a capitalist." Everyone is like me, and the world will be unified by now!"

You are a bullshit boss...

Qingjian Liuli complained in her heart, but whispered: "Thank you, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

"No need to thank you too much, I will ask your mother to collect the money." Takeshi Nanabahara continued to instruct her, "Drink quickly, use your energy as a rice cook in Dongtama Town and drink as hard as you can. Drink seven cups first! I am really unlucky. Why do we end up with such an unlucky employee like you!"

You are still scolding me...

Qing Jian Liuli drank most of the pot of hawthorn malt water in one gulp with aggrievedness. It really worked. She felt that her abdominal pain was relieved a lot immediately, but she couldn't drink it for the time being. She put the pig mouth cup back on the coffee table with a crisp sound.

Qi Yuan's martial spirit has not yet dissipated. When encountering such an unlucky employee, the boss almost treats him as a nanny. It is difficult to calm down. He picked up the pig mouth cup and checked it. He said unhappily: "Be careful, this is a masterpiece from an ancient kiln. Two Don’t damage this century-old antique.”

These are his daily necessities, and they are also investments by the way. He plans to use them for ten to eight years, and then find someone to take advantage of and sell them to make ten times the profit. He cherishes them very much.

"Doing these impractical things all day long." Qingjian Liuli was not happy about being scolded all the time, and said angrily, "I don't have the strength, and I didn't mean to do it."

Takeshi Nanahara didn't bother to argue with a loser, so he stretched out his hand to take a pulse, frowning and said: "Still no energy? Did overeating damage the spleen and stomach? Well, it does sound like a weak spleen and a weak Qi."

Qingjian Liuli felt that the way he looked at his pulse with narrowed eyes was a bit handsome, a bit like a legendary famous doctor. He looked very professional at first glance, and couldn't help but asked curiously: "You can also see a doctor?"

"Of course." Qi Yuanwuyi said calmly, "Psychic mediums are not that easy to do, such as horse reading, fortune telling, tomb robbery, Qi Men Dun Jia, business warfare and military art, beauty and make-up, astronomy and geography, jewelry, fashion trends, and diving. We all need to know something about aviation, fishing and hunting, chemistry, physics, history and humanities, and small medical skills are not a problem."

It was indeed a bit powerful. Qingjian Liuli couldn't help but ask again: "So you have treated many people before? Can you cure me?"

"Treating people...that's not true. I'm not qualified to practice medicine." Takeshi Nanahara narrowed his eyes and said calmly, "But you don't have to worry, I'm sure I can cure you. I worked as a veterinarian in a circus for a while. I have treated monkeys and donkeys. You have similar intelligence and the same experience."

After a pause, he hesitated, and then added, "At least it can't be cured. The donkey back then... I always suspected it was suicide. It has nothing to do with the medicine I gave him, but it does taste good."

Qing Jian Liuli's eyebrows drooped, and she looked at him with a dark face. Hot air spurted out from her nostrils, her whole body burned with energy, and her stomach felt better again.

Takeshi Nanahara withdrew his hand for diagnosing the pulse, confirmed the diagnosis, looked up at the ceiling, flipped through books in his mind, and said hesitantly: "It is indeed a deficiency of the spleen. I need to replenish the qi. I want to think about whether there is any prescription that will definitely not kill the person. "

"Let's go to the hospital!" Qingmi Liuli wanted to find another doctor. She didn't want to show up at Takeshi Nanahara's dining table after being given medicine.

"Which hospital should Xiaojishi go to?" Qi Yuanwu became interested at this moment and waved his hand, "Ginseng stewed old hen, nourishes Qi and nourishes the body. It is a hundred times stronger than Ginseng Jianpi Pills. This recipe must be eaten Immortals are the safest!”

Oh, old hen stewed with ginseng?

Qingjian Ruri had never eaten ginseng before. She felt that the stewed old hen must be delicious, and her saliva began to secrete involuntarily. The doctor was not so determined anymore - this kid still seems to have two brushes. Let's try him first. If the prescription doesn't work, it's not too late to change the doctor.

Takeshi Nanahara had no medicinal materials at hand, so he got up and went to make a phone call. After dialing the number, he waited for a while and asked: "Is it Tsujida-san? It's me. I want to ask if you have any old wild ginseng... Oh, how much is it?" Money? It’s so expensive. There is a discount... It’s already discounted. What about Korean ginseng? Oh, is it also so expensive? Do you have white ginseng? White ginseng... is not cheap either. What about grass ginseng? Grass ginseng is also It’s so expensive, are you kidding me...Oh, it’s out of stock. It needs to be dispatched from Sapporo, and expedited shipping is required..."

Takeshi Nanahara was on the phone for a while, then turned around and told Qingmi Ruri to continue drinking hawthorn malt water, stop lying down, get up and move around, and then returned to his home.

Qingjian Liuli was obedient and drank a large pot of hawthorn water. She went to the bathroom again and felt a lot better. Her stomach pain was almost gone, but she was still a little weak. Then she went to wash up and suddenly, while washing her face, I think Takeshi Nanabahara is pretty good. Although his attitude has never been great, he is really reliable. He will take the initiative to help his friends when they are in trouble. He is willing to go out of his way to help his friends stew old hens with ginseng. I really looked down on him before. .

This guy is a dog, but he is not a bad dog. I should treat him better in the future.

More than an hour later, Takeshi Nanahara came back with a casserole. He greeted her when he entered the door: "Come, drink soup and replenish your energy."

The casserole was steaming with white steam and smelled delicious. Qingmi Liuli hurriedly went to sit down at the dining table. He looked forward to seeing Takeshi Nanabaru open the lid, but after just one glance, he hesitated and said: "Is this ginseng stewed old hen? This ginseng Why does it look familiar..."

"Chicken stewed with radish." Takeshi Nanahara took the bowls and chopsticks, and for the first time he was diligent and took the initiative to serve her soup. According to the habits left over from his childhood in the traveling circus, treating his sick companions was a high priority. Otherwise, dragging a patient around would require other people to share the patient's work, which would make it more tiring and troublesome.

Qingjian Liuli couldn't accept it anymore and said in confusion: "Isn't it said that the old hen was stewed with ginseng? Why did it become the chicken stewed with radish?"

This shrinkage is too fast, and it is difficult for people to accept it!

Takeshi Nanahara said nonchalantly: "The radish is also called small ginseng. It can also replenish qi. I specially put three radishes, which is equivalent to 1.5 ginseng. You will make a lot of money!"

Are you fooling the devil? Qing Jian Liuli said displeasedly: "What about the old hen?"

"Of course we have to stew the chicken with the young ginseng." Takeshi Nanahara said with a smile, "We haven't stocked up on medicinal materials. When we get free old wild ginseng later, we will stew the old hen."

Just after praising you for being reliable, you start fooling people again!

Qing Jian Liuli pouted and was very unhappy. She had never eaten ginseng. She was really looking forward to trying the taste just now, but there was nothing she could do. She thought it would be okay. At least... the soup still smelled very fragrant and the chicken looked delicious. tasty.

She ignored the soup bowl in front of her and raised her chopsticks to pick up a chicken leg, but Takeshi Nanahara knocked her hand away and said angrily: "I let you drink soup, but I didn't let you eat meat. You ate until you couldn't move." , still want to eat?"

"But I didn't eat breakfast!"

"You have nothing to eat today!" Takeshi Nanahara said unceremoniously, "There is still half a stew at home. You will drink soup to replenish your energy today. You must not lose self-control in the future. You can only eat up to three bowls of rice in one meal. , if you dare to eat like this, I will fire you - I can understand if you get sick occasionally. After all, I am a good boss and will not be too harsh on my employees. But if I am sick all day long, I am not a good person. The good people in the world can only fire you and let you fend for yourself!"

Tsk, my mother has already paid for the food, and you still want to care about how much I eat...

Qing Jian Liuli muttered unhappily, took the spoon and sipped the soup, and the radish and chicken soup skimmed off the oil. It was refreshing, hot and delicious.

Takenori Nanahara used chopsticks to put half of the chicken on his plate. He didn't pay attention to it, just tore it into pieces with his hands, picked up a chicken leg and started eating.

The chicken was torn open and the aroma became stronger. Qing Jian Liuli swallowed, but asked strangely: "Isn't this my medicine?"

"Soup is your medicine, don't waste the chicken." Takeshi Nanahara bit into the chicken leg and mumbled, "I haven't had breakfast either, so let's make do with it!"

Qingjian Liuli lowered his head and looked at his soup bowl, then looked at the chicken wings in his left hand and the chicken legs in his right hand, which were delicious, and said angrily: "I drink the soup, you eat the meat?"

"The essence is all in the soup, and the chicken is just scraps. I reluctantly ate it because I was afraid of wasting it." The chicken was stewed until it fell off the bones. Takeshi Nanahara tore it into a large piece of chicken, and his words were very vague.

You fart, the chicken looks delicious!

Qing Jian Liuli swallowed her saliva, quickly lowered her head to take a sip of the soup, then looked up at him again, and swallowed another sip of saliva. Her stomach no longer hurt at all, but began to growl instead.

She drooled more and couldn't help but ask: "Does it taste good?"

"It's average! The stew time is too short." Takeshi Nanabahara was very involved in eating, and ate it with his hands. "If you eat half of it at night, it should taste better."

You're lying, if it doesn't taste good, why are you licking your fingers?

Seeing that Liuli felt extremely uncomfortable, Qing hurriedly lowered her head and drank the soup. She scolded Takeshi Nanahara in her heart for not being a human being and insisting on eating so deliciously in front of her - I really want to take a bite too. How uncomfortable it would be to not be able to eat for a day!

She was so uncomfortable that she didn't dare to look at Takeshi Nanahara. Suddenly, a chicken wing and a piece of white and tender chicken appeared in front of her eyes, and she suddenly felt embarrassed again.

Tsk, this guy was bad for a while, then started to get better again. He kept saying that he wouldn't let me eat it, but finally agreed to let me eat some. He wasn't a complete bastard.

She pushed her hair behind her ears in embarrassment and stretched out her mouth to bite the chicken. However, as soon as her mouth stretched out the chicken, she stepped back a little. When her mouth stretched out the chicken, she stepped back a little. She couldn't help but raise her head in wonder and said, "What are you doing?"

"What are you doing?" Takeshi Nanahara looked at her with a strange look on his face, "They all say that you are a master of cauliflower. I didn't believe it before, but now I do. Sometimes I really can't figure out what's going on in your head - Don’t you have any eyesight? I asked you to roll up my sleeves for me. Why are you sticking your mouth out?! As a BOSS, it’s already a sign of kindness for me to treat a small employee like you. How can I still do this? Want to feed you? Are you crazy?"

Are you mute then? Don’t you know how to speak if you ask someone to help you roll up your sleeves?

What a nuisance!

Seeing Liuli with a dark face, Qing helped him roll up his sleeves to prevent the soup from staining his clothes, and said angrily: "Okay!"

"That's enough, I'll be more discerning in the future." Takeshi Nanahara was satisfied, then carefully gnawed on the chicken wings and praised, "It smells really good!"

Qingjian Liuli was so angry that her intestines began to knot. She was drinking soup depressedly and saw that he was eating a table full of chicken bones. She was trying to get enough water when she suddenly noticed that Takeshi Nanahara was looking in the direction of her home, and then got up to open the door.

She immediately looked at the chicken, but found that it had been eaten so messily by Takeshi Nanahara that she could not eat it at all. She could only hold the soup bowl and follow him to see the situation. She was surprised to find that it was Nakano Eri again, leading a strange man to knock the chicken. Takeshi Nanahara's door.