Scientific Travel

The medicine provided by the system was really good; by the time Deng Yin got home, Wang Xi was already able to get out of bed and run around.

Seeing Deng Yin return, Wang Xi ran to her and hugged her waist: "Sister, where have you been? I thought I was dreaming to see you today."

Deng Yin ruffled her hair and pulled out a candied hawthorn from behind his back as if by magic. "Of course, I'm going to buy candied hawthorn for Xixi. Let's leave it outside for now and eat it after dinner."

Wang Xi happily accepted the candied hawthorn and ran off to hide it in the snow.

Just then, Uncle Li finished cooking.

Uncle Li's table is so big that Wang Xi could even dance on it.

This large table was laden with a total of 21 dishes.

Considering that Wang Xi had just recovered from her illness, the main dish was fresh fish porridge.

Wang Xi's favorite food is fresh fish porridge. When she is sick and has no appetite for anything, the only thing she can eat is fresh fish porridge.

Wang Xi and Deng Yin had two large bowls of porridge in front of them, while Aunt Wang and Uncle Li only had an empty bowl in front of them.

The high price of fish is secondary; the main problem is that there's nothing to sell.

If it weren't for Wang Xi's fondness for fresh fish porridge and the fact that her family always keeps fish on hand, they wouldn't be able to make two bowls of porridge right now.

The serving platter was very high, and once the food was served, Deng Yin could barely see anything except his face, let alone whether there was any porridge in the bowl in front of him.

Deng Yin ate half of the food at this meal. The table was too big, and he couldn't reach the food placed inside. He had to stand up to eat the rest.

Seeing how much she enjoyed his cooking, Uncle Li couldn't help but put a couple of bites of each dish on her plate.

For a chef, there's no better compliment than eating a lot.

Deng Yin kept his word; he said he would eat until he couldn't walk anymore, and he ate until he couldn't walk anymore.

When it was time to sleep at night, Wang Xi insisted on sleeping with Deng Yin, and on the way back to the room, Wang Xi had to help her walk.

Deng Yin and Wang Xi were lying on the bed. Deng Yin was lying flat on his back, while Wang Xi was lying on her side with her arm around Deng Yin's.

Wang Xi was like a sparrow, chirping incessantly.

She talked about everything from fun things at school to how fierce the teacher was, then about delicious food in the city and what toys Aunt Wang bought her. She just talked about whatever came to mind.

As she spoke, her voice grew softer, and she fell asleep.

Fearing that Wang Xi would find out, Deng Yin woke up early the next morning. Even in her sleep, Wang Xi's hand was still tightly holding Deng Yin's arm.

Deng Yin gently pried Wang Xi's hands open and carefully placed himself on the ground.

Uncle Li knew Deng Yin was leaving today, so he prepared a lot of dishes early in the morning.

Seeing that Deng had gotten excited, he instructed, "Don't leave yet. Uncle will finish cooking two more dishes. Wait until we have breakfast before you go."

Deng Yin declined, saying, "No, Uncle. If I wait any longer until Wang Xi wakes up, it will be difficult for me to leave. I haven't finished digesting my dinner from yesterday, so I'm not hungry yet."

Uncle Li said disapprovingly, "How can that be? Even if you don't want to eat, wait for me, and I'll pack it up for you to take away."

Deng Yin did not refuse. "Then thank you, Uncle."

It seems Uncle Li got up very early, at least before dawn, to be able to make these eight dishes.

Deng Yin, carrying a lunchbox, said goodbye to the two.

Uncle Li suddenly felt a sense of loss, as if his daughters were no longer meant to stay at home, and his eyes welled up with tears.

Before leaving, Deng Yin left twenty capsules on the table. Ten were for treating colds, and the other ten were for treating fevers. The two types of capsules were different colors, and Deng Yin wrote down which color of capsule could treat which ailment on the paper used to wrap the capsules.

After saying goodbye, Deng Yin walked to a place where no one could see him and put away the food box in his hand.

Before she even reached the clinic, she heard someone calling her from behind.

"Please wait, young lady."

Deng Yin turned around and saw Gao Ruizhe leading Feifei toward her.

As soon as he approached, Gao Ruizhe said, "So it really is a young lady. I thought I was seeing things."

Feifei chimed in, "Sister, you've finally arrived! My brother has been chasing after anyone who looks like you from behind lately, and he's mistaken them for you several times."

Two blushes rose on Gao Ruizhe's fair face, and the tips of his ears were also stained red. "Children's words are not to be taken seriously."

Seeing the two of them singing in unison, Deng Yin basically understood what kind of script this was.

First, the hero saves the damsel in distress, then the hero gets beaten up. He gave the damsel a chance to save the hero, and now she's saying this. Is she offering herself in return?

Gao Ruizhe is quite good-looking, and he is in no way inferior to Wei Wujiang, the standard male protagonist of the novel.

Wei Wujiang is like a resilient roasted pork belly; its toughness is evident from its appearance, a result of being roasted for a long time.

Gao Ruizhe, on the other hand, is more like a refreshing dish of pork head meat mixed with cucumber, which looks green and is full of the taste of summer.

Both have their merits, but they are both excellent ways to prepare pork, and neither is inferior to the other.

Seeing Deng Yin standing there lost in thought, showing no intention of speaking, Gao Ruizhe was at a loss for words.

According to the script, once the other party realizes his intentions, she will blush with embarrassment. Then, after a series of sweet words, he can take the opportunity to tell her how miserable his life is, and she will definitely invite him to stay for a while.

What's going on? This isn't the same as the script we arranged!

Despite his young age, Feifei is already a veteran actor. When the plot got stuck, he quickly stepped in to move the story forward.

"Sister, could you lend me some money? My brother's injuries haven't fully healed yet, and the temperature has dropped a lot lately, with strong winds blowing. He's getting weaker and weaker. Don't worry, I'll definitely pay you back!"

After Feifei finished speaking, Gao Ruizhe interrupted, "Feifei! What are you saying!" His voice was strong and clear, and perhaps too strong, because he coughed.

Gao Ruizhe bowed deeply to Deng Yin, his body swaying as he did so. "It's my fault for not teaching Feifei well, which is why he was so rude to you, young lady. Please don't take my words to heart."

Deng Yin helped Gao Ruizhe up. "It's alright, but what he said makes sense. After all, you were seriously injured because of me, so it's only right that I give you some money."

Gao Ruizhe said with a righteous expression, "Please don't say such things, young lady. I saved you only because I couldn't stand their behavior, not to take advantage of your kindness. If you were to give me money, wouldn't that go against my original intention?"

Seeing his persistence, Deng Yin was unsure what he really wanted.