The monsters cured by me always want to repay their favor

After all, Fenghuang still couldn't swallow the bald head's breath.

Because of the monster protection law, if he really wants to do something, he can't do anything like a chameleon.After much deliberation, Fenghuang finally decided to retaliate.

"Anyway, I'm already bald, just let him be like me."

With this in mind, Fenghuang asked Lu Duoxi about hair loss business.

"Yes, but your hair follicle has just been planted, so it's better not to take it off." Lu Duoxi thought that Fenghuang was dissatisfied with his hair, and wanted to persuade him.

Fenghuang pulled the chameleon away, and put his arms around his neck to make him dare not move: "I want him to experience the feeling of not having hair!"

"This..." Lu Duoxi was still mild-mannered after all, and he didn't know whether he should take this job or not.

Xia Chuan said casually on the side: "You should at least ask others for their opinions first."

Want to ask for an opinion?

Fenghuang let out a snort, and then used a little more strength to hug the chameleon's arm: "Say, do you want to have hair removal surgery?"

The chameleon was about to burst into tears, and changed his skin color in the blink of an eye——

Feeling his conscience, he really didn't want to be bald.But in the end it was his fault, if Fenghuang really came up to do something ruthless to him, he really had no room to resist.

The chameleon changed its hair color back and forth several times, and finally nodded tremblingly: "That's right, I want to remove my hair..."

Nine-Tailed Fox didn't fully understand what's going on, he just looked at the chameleon's head and said in amazement, "Hey, his hair will change color too!"

When the nine-tailed fox said this, everyone's attention was focused on the chameleon's hair.Seeing these big guys staring at him, the chameleon trembled even more.His body keeps changing color with the objects in the room, and his hair keeps changing color with the body.

In less than ten seconds, his hair has changed seven or eight colors.

"Damn it, it's cool!" Fenghuang looked at the chameleon's hair with envy, "If I had this kind of hair, why would I need to dye it?"

Wait!

Fenghuang looked at the chameleon and touched his own hair, then suddenly raised his head to look at Lu Duoxi: "Dean, do you think I can do it if I use the chameleon's hair follicles?"

Lu Duoxi hesitated for a moment and nodded: "It is possible, but..."

Before Lu Duoxi finished speaking, Fenghuang pulled Chameleon to look like a good brother.Chameleon was already very good and said to Lu Duoxi: "Principal, I want to give my hair to God Phoenix voluntarily."

"It's very interesting!"

Fenghuang nodded and smiled, and went to look at Lu Duoxi again.

Both of them said so, and Lu Duoxi had no reason to refuse.

After unanimous negotiation between Fenghuang and Chameleon, Chameleon voluntarily donated the hair follicles to Fenghuang and borne all the costs of the operation.

With the details nailed down, all that was left was to schedule the surgery date.

"It's too late today, I have to find a way to ensure the survival of the hair follicles. I need two days to prepare the nutrient solution, and then we can just perform the surgery."

"Okay!" Fenghuang nodded to show that he knew, pulled Chameleon up, and said to Lu Duoxi, "I will take the person away first, and we will see you then."

Faced with the chameleon's eyes asking for help, Lu Duoxi could only pretend that he didn't see it, nodded and said, "You have to ensure that the donor's functions are intact in order to have a smooth operation."

Fenghuang seemed to be in a good mood, he laughed and said, "Of course, I will treat Brother Chameleon well."

Fenghuang specially emphasized the pronunciation on the hospitality, and then pulled Chameleon out of Guancai Hospital.

Lu Duoxi looked at the backs of the two leaving, and turned around to arrange for Lao Zhang to prepare materials.

He originally thought that he would go to bed when it was getting late, but as soon as he turned his head, he heard Xia Chuan's stomach growl faintly.

Seeing Lu Duoxi looking at him, Xia Chuan said thoughtfully: "Go to sleep, I'll eat some instant noodles."

The boss still eats instant noodles while the employees, it is too miserable to think about it.

Lu Duoxi shook his head, took out an apron and tied it on his body, and said to Xia Chuan, "I just happened to be hungry too, let's make something simple and eat together."

The restaurant has not opened in recent days, and there are not many ingredients left in the refrigerator.In the drawer is the headless small yellow croaker that Lao Zhang brought back from his hometown, and in the freezer is the marinated tofu sent by Aunt Zhang.

Lu Duoxi thought for a while, took out the small yellow croaker and marked it with a knife, added cooking wine and put it aside to marinate.

After the oil in the pan was hot, Lu Duoxi threw the marinated small yellow croaker into the pan and fried it until golden, then drained the oil and added tofu to stir fry together.

Season with chopped green onion, thicken with starch, add salt and wait until the soup thickens, then a pot of fried tofu with small yellow croaker is ready.

Lu Duoxi revived the noodles, added chopped scallions, oiled them, fried them in a pan, and made scallion pancakes.

There are also pickles and cucumbers at home, Xia Chuan took them out and put them on a plate and put them on the table.

Eating scallion pancakes late at night, eating small yellow croaker tofu, and then eating small cucumbers, I feel really comfortable.

Lu Duoxi was eating, feeling happy when he thought of the recent surgeries he had received.

Among other things, Xiao Zhu's single business alone is enough to pay off the foreign debts he owes.

Life is good as long as there is hope.

There was a smile on Lu Duoxi's face unconsciously. Xia Chuan saw it, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he continued to bury his head in eating his favorite little yellow croaker.

Just as they were clearing the dining table and preparing to go upstairs to bed, someone knocked on the gate of Guancai Hospital.

"It's so late, who's the matter?" Lao Zhang looked suspiciously at the door, only feeling that the knocking sound was a bit loud, and it didn't sound very polite.

In the past, Lao Zhang might have been worried, but now that Xia Chuan is here, who cares about the medical trouble?