Chapter 184 Homemade Chinese Medicine Pills

Ai Moye stepped out of the door and bumped into the oncoming Di Lie.

This man's chest was still as hard as ever, probably because of the solid chest muscles and the good-quality military uniform, which made Ai Moye's nose hurt from the impact.

After bumping into Ai Moye, Di Lie looked calm and pinched the bridge of her nose casually, "I heard that the Windsors came today?"

Ai Moye let him squeeze her, her head felt like a ball of paste, and she felt dizzy.

"I don't know, I've been sleeping all afternoon." Until now, I can hardly tell what year it is.

Di Lie didn't mention the matter again, but suddenly picked her up by the waist and went straight to the restaurant.

Ai Moye exclaimed and hugged his neck, "I haven't broken my legs or feet yet, so I need your hug."

"The Queen Mother will not serve the meal until you arrive." Di Lie said calmly, "With your speed, I will be starving to death after arriving at the restaurant."

Ai Moye was embarrassed to retort and glared at him resentfully.

The marshal has broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and is a standard inverted triangle. He is full of strength and can bring endless security.

Ai Moye was tired from sleeping, so she simply stopped struggling and tilted her head to rest on the marshal's shoulder.

Looking up from her point of view, the lights at the top of the corridor flickered and flickered, making the marshal's profile dim and unclear, but the perseverance and calmness of the frost and snow had never dissipated from the marshal's face.

After arriving at the restaurant, Di Lie put Ai Moye on the seat and put a pillow behind her waist.

"Wow, today is so rich." Ai Moye glanced at the plates of dishes, salivating.

The feast on the table is filled with raw ingredients that Aimoye brought from the prison, from bacon to mushrooms, eggs, milk, fungus and various vegetables, etc., carefully cooked by the royal chef, exuding a wonderful flavor.

The fruits after the meal are grapefruit and watermelon, and the desserts include rose cake and mung bean pancake.

Recently, her appetite has increased greatly, and Aimoye can't help but eat, but Mrs. Emma doesn't come at all.

Di Lie took a seat on the other side of the dining table, poured red wine elegantly, and then started eating by himself.

Aimoye said, "Madam hasn't come yet?"

"That one is in the palace tonight, so don't worry about her." Di Lie picked up a piece of braised loach with a look of doubt in his eyes. After thinking for three seconds, he put it in his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Ai Moye also picked up the fork and began to eat it. Everything she ate tasted delicious.

While the two were eating, Ms. Mary pushed a dining cart to serve the food and asked kindly, "I heard that the Ministry of Agriculture has reached a cooperation with Miss Ai to complete the natural soybean improvement plan under your guidance? If it succeeds, it will undoubtedly be included in the A feat for the annals of history.”

Ai Moye said embarrassedly, "Thanks to Uncle Di for helping me fight for benefits. I told you that Uncle Di shouldn't be a marshal, but should become a black-hearted entrepreneur. He will definitely be a big profiteer with a long-lasting reputation."

"Thank you for the compliment." Di Lie said without changing his expression.

Seeing that the two of them got along well, Mary felt relieved and quickly left with the dining cart.

Di Lie quickly finished his dinner, put down his knife and fork, clasped his hands, and asked with interest, "I saw there is a manuscript of the paper on your desk?"

"Speaking of this," Ai Moye said after swallowing the vegetables and taking another sip of milk, "As for the interstellar fertility rate, I plan to start with the Angel Workshop Project. Uncle Emperor, do you have any suggestions?"

"Angel Workshop?"

Di Lie's eyes gradually darkened, and he was obviously very careless, but for some reason, Ai Moye seemed to see a strange cold light in his eyes.

"What? Is this some kind of secret that cannot be seen in the light?" Ai Moye asked quickly.

For just a moment, Di Lie restrained his chilling eyes, slightly raised his hand, and motioned for the servant to bring his notebook over.

A few minutes later, a large number of files were transferred to Aimoye's account.

"Write well and strive for high scores." After saying that, Di Lie went back to the study to deal with military affairs, leaving Ai Moye to eat slowly.

Ai Moye read the information while eating. It was more detailed than what she had collected. She also mentioned the main personnel of the "Angel Workshop" and subsequent disposal, which was of great help to the paper.

After the meal, Aimoye ran to the study room and sat down on the table.

"The scientist who proposed the 'Angel Workshop' plan is already dead, right? Does the empire agree with his theory?"

Ai Moye pointed at a few lines of words on the notebook and kept looking at Di Lie, "Look, the scientist mentioned that Zerg cells might be used to assist human reproduction?"

Di Lie stepped back and gently pushed the notebook away, "Little friend Ai, this is your paper."

"Let's have a friendly discussion, a well-informed guarantor. Well, it's a bit disgusting." Aimoye finished her coquettish manner, and her overly coquettish tone made her feel chilled.

Di Lie said again, "For humanitarian reasons, experiments involving Zerg and humans are prohibited by federal order. The 'Angel Workshop' project has nothing to do with Zerg, and this theory is fundamentally rejected."

Ai Moye asked blankly, "Have you really never done any relevant experiments?"

Di Lie was silent.

A few seconds later, he suddenly stood up, picked up Ai Moye, and threw her outside the study easily.

The door closed with a bang, and Ai Moye kicked the door in annoyance, "Stingy! Wait until I fail the exam and you will lose your face!"

The guarantor didn't cooperate, so she had to worry about it on her own.

Arriving at school the next day, Aimoye immediately found Na Zeyang and gave him the new medicine.

"The senior's body is in good condition. I will try to give you acupuncture in a few days."

Under the cloak, Na Zeyang nodded hesitantly.

He originally didn't have any expectations for Ai Moye. Just like before, countless famous doctors had treated him, and every time his hopes were always ignited, only to be shattered again.

However, Ai Moye is different.

She was really able to suppress his ability to go berserk. For several days, he didn't hurt anyone or himself due to his energy gobsmacking.

Na Zeyang saw the changes in his eyes and understood that Ai Moye was his last hope, and he had to let Ai Moye give it a try no matter what.

"Trouble." After not communicating with anyone for a long time, Zeyang almost forgot how to speak.

His voice was still hoarse, but it was much better than before when lightning burned through his throat.

Ai Moye smiled brightly and said, "You're welcome, senior brother. If you get better soon, we can have more chances to win in the interstellar competition."

Class was about to begin, Ai Moye waved and left, leaving Na Zeyang standing there, looking at the medicine in her hand.

The raw materials of the pills all come from the medicinal fields of moxa leaves. The rich medicinal fragrance is not found in interstellar plants. The pills are also fragrant and bitter.

Next to him, Zi Dao walked slowly over and said, "That's why the teacher values ​​elementary school girls so much, right?"

Na Zeyang nodded slightly and swallowed a pill.

The moment the pill entered the throat, the manic power was slowly suppressed, and the whole body felt relaxed.