Chapter 818 How Many Times Should You Take Medicine a Day?

"Huh? Why isn't the noodle soup at the street corner today?" Wu Hai walked around the street holding a big bag, but still didn't find the noodle soup.

"It's a bit cold today. Maybe he's in the den. I'll go take a look." Wu Hai looked deep into the alley and walked inside.

Few people come to the back alley, and even Wu Hai himself is only here for the third time. Therefore, he walks very carefully. After all, the ground is quite slippery.

If he accidentally fell, Yuan Zhou would laugh to death if he saw it.

The back door of Yuanzhou's shop was in the middle of the street. Wu Hai arrived soon and saw the noodle soup at a glance.

"Why are you lying at the back door? You're not in your own nest." As soon as Wu Hai arrived, he saw the noodle soup seriously lying on the green brick floor at the back door of Yuanzhou's shop.

"Isn't it cold?" Wu Haitang touched his beard with his hand, and then looked at the hair on Nian Tang's body.

When Nian Tang heard the footsteps, he turned to look at Wu Hai. When Wu Hai came closer, he lay down again, resting his head on his front paws, looking at the back door with eyes like black grapes, turning a deaf ear to Wu Hai's questions.

"Forget it, I know you don't like to scream." Wu Hai put down the pocket in his hand and made a clattering sound.

Now Tang looked up, first at Wu Hai and then at the pocket on the ground, without calling out.

"You see, I brought you so many things. They are all dried meat and the like. They are very delicious. You may like them." Wu Hai took out a few bags from the bag and brought them to the noodle soup.

"I brought this back from Qian Province, not far away." Wu Hai emphatically talked about his hard work in front of the noodle soup.

These dried meats were indeed brought back from Qian Province, but it was Zheng Jiawei who bought him some that he didn't finish, so he brought them back.

Originally, Zheng Jiawei said that jerky was not a specialty and that he could buy it after returning to Chengdu, but Wu Hai said that this would be more sincere. After a strong request, he packed the bag and took it on the plane. For this reason, the luggage was overloaded.

"You don't need to thank me. Which one of my two brothers will follow the other? I'll put it right next to your nest for you to eat conveniently." Wu Hai's tone was particularly gentle.

Nian Tang watched Wu Hai put the things next to his nest, then raised his head and let out a soft "Wang".

Noodle Soup's voice was gentle, as if thanking him.

"Just accept it. Let's discuss it this way." Wu Hai immediately spoke again after hearing Nian Tang's call.

"The thing is like this, if boss Yuan makes you jerky or biscuits next time, remember to give your Brother Wu a share. After all, you are Brother Dog and I am Brother Wu, and we are on the same team." Wu Hai said with a look on his face. Seriously, they are all brothers.

However, Wu Hai's attempt to win brotherhood did not receive a response from Nian Tang, because Nian Tang had already turned around and continued to stare at the back door of the shop.

However, Wu Hai didn't need Nian Tang's response, so he paused after finishing his words and then spoke again: "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."

After saying that, Wu Hai turned around and left. At this time, he should tell Yuan Zhou, after all, in his opinion, Nian Tang had agreed.

Then it is necessary to tell Yuan Zhou.

Hearing Wu Hai's footsteps disappearing, Nian Tang looked back, and for some reason his eyes looked like contempt.

But Wu Hai couldn't see it.

"The noodle soup is still very talkative. It's not in vain that I brought the dried meat all the way." Wu Hai stroked his mustache and walked towards the main entrance with a satisfied look on his face.

It didn't take long to go around like this. After a while, Wu Hai arrived at the main entrance. However, apart from Zhou Jia and the things on the ground in front of her, there were also a few people at the main entrance.

If you look closely, they all look like diners from Yuanzhou's shop.

"You're queuing up so early?" Wu Hai looked serious, trying to steal his position, and walked over in a few steps.

"Brother Wu, are you back?" Zhou Jia asked in surprise as soon as Wu Hai walked in and before he spoke.

Seeing Zhou Jia start talking to Wu Hai, the diners who had finished delivering their food also left.

"Well, you're back, are you in line?" Wu Hai said.

"No, Boss Yuan is sick and can't open the store today." Zhou Jia looked worried when talking about this.

"Isn't that guy exercising every day? Why is he sick when he says he has abdominal muscles?" Wu Hai frowned and thought, could it be fake abdominal muscles.

"I don't know either. When Boss Yuan called me this morning, he kept coughing and his voice was hoarse. It sounded serious." Zhou Jia said seriously.

"Is it so serious?" Wu Hai raised his head and looked at the closed window upstairs.

"I feel so, but Boss Yuan said he took medicine." Zhou Jia said.

"It's good to take the medicine." Wu Hai said

"By the way, these are brought by diners to see Boss Yuan." Zhou Jia said, pointing to the various packaging bags in front of him.

"If I had known, I would have given that dried meat to Yuan Zhou." Wu Hai suddenly remembered the dried meat for the noodle soup.

"What jerky?" Zhou Jia asked curiously, not hearing clearly.

"Nothing." Wu Hai shook his head.

"Brother Wu hasn't eaten, has he? Don't bother Boss Yuan today." Zhou Jia said cautiously.

Zhou Jia knew that Wu Hai would eat a lot at Yuanzhou's shop every time he came back. It was said that this was to make up for the resentment of not being able to eat outside. After all, everyone knew that he didn't eat much outside.

Zhou Jia was worried that Wu Hai would disturb Yuan Zhou because he was too hungry.

"Do I look like such an inhumane person?" Wu Hai glanced at Zhou Jia.

"Well, of course it doesn't look like it." Although Zhou Jia wanted to say that it looked like it, she still shook her head.

"Since I'm sick, I'll go up first." Wu Hai waved his hand and walked to his studio.

"Goodbye, Brother Wu." Zhou Jia said goodbye politely.

"It's rare to see this guy sick." Wu Hai muttered as he went upstairs.

"Who is sick? Is Xiaohai feeling unwell?" Zheng Jiawei, who was going downstairs, suddenly heard the word sick and nervously began to look Wu Hai up and down.

"It's not me, it's Yuangui who is sick." Wu Hai said directly.

"Why is Boss Yuan sick? What kind of illness is it? Is it serious? No, I have to prepare something to see Boss Yuan." Zheng Jiawei asked nervously as soon as he heard that Yuan Zhou was sick.

"It should be a cold." Wu Hai said.

"Should you? Xiaohai, have you gone to see a doctor? Has Boss Yuan seen a doctor? The weather has been bad recently, so it would be safer to see a doctor." Zheng Jiawei asked naggingly.

"I didn't see anyone, so I should be resting. By the way, how often should I take cold medicine?" Wu Hai suddenly asked.

"Let's rest at home. Then I won't bother you today. I'll come see Boss Yuan tomorrow." Zheng Jiawei calculated the time in his mind.

"Xiao Hai, what did you just ask?" Zheng Jiawei remembered what Wu Hai had asked just now, raised his head and asked.

"How long does it take to take cold medicine?" Wu Hai repeated patiently.

"This medicine is usually taken once every four hours." Zheng Jiawei said.

"Oh, I got it, I'm going up." Wu Hai nodded and continued walking upstairs.

"Okay, I'll bring you lunch later." Zheng Jiawei warned.

"Send me two more, lighter ones," Wu Hai said.

"Xiao Hai will really care about whether I eat or not when he grows up." Zheng Jiawei looked touched.

"No, give one to me, one to Yuan Gong, and one to Zhou Jia. Eat it yourself." Wu Hai said calmly.

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