Traveling through the 1940s, the whole village was massacred at the beginning

Chapter 997 Black Chicken Soup

Just as everyone was discussing enthusiastically, the eastern sky gradually turned a pale white.

Just then, Du Liuxuan's phone rang. After answering the call, Ma Chao's voice came through the receiver.

When everyone learned that Jiang Jiyun's surgery was a complete success, the weight lifted from everyone's hearts, and their tense faces instantly relaxed, replaced by relieved smiles.

Two hours later, Jiang Jiyun opened her eyes. The first thing she did was send her uncle and brother into the space and tell them to hurry up and get to work.

Thanks to the use of the spiritual spring water, Jiang Jiyun's original wounds and surgical incisions have completely disappeared.

Although she has recovered, the effects of excessive blood loss are still evident; her complexion is slightly pale, revealing a sense of weakness.

After a brief moment of clarity upon waking, Jiang Jiyun was overcome by drowsiness and quickly fell into a deep sleep again.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Jiyun finally woke up again.

She noticed that Xiao Wei was quietly standing by her bedside, gently waving a fan to bring her a cool breeze.

Upon seeing that she had woken up, Xiao Wei immediately put down the fan in his hand, turned around and took out a bowl of chicken soup from the side.

This is the chicken soup that Nan borrowed from the hospital's kitchen, and after consulting with an older woman, he carefully prepared in the hospital cafeteria.

Nan stood to the side, his face full of eager anticipation: "Quickly try the chicken soup I cooked myself! That heartless Tian Jing is still being picky. You try it and see how it tastes."

Jiang Jiyun sat up, her gaze falling on the strangely colored chicken soup in Xiao Wei's hand. Her eyes widened in shock as she looked at Nan Huan with a face full of horror.

She stammered, "You... why is your chicken soup black? Could it be... you poisoned it? I just had surgery, and my immunity is still... a bit weak."

Xiao Tian, ​​who was in the next bed, couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing: "Haha... the color of this soup looks pretty strange, but the taste is really not bad!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jiyun quickly turned his head, his gaze falling on Xiao Tian lying beside him, and asked with a hint of disbelief, "Really? Don't try to fool me, we Chinese don't lie to other Chinese!"

Xiaotian affirmed that what he said was true and replied with great certainty, "Of course! I can guarantee that I would never lie to you. You should try it!"

At that moment, Jiang Jiyun's stomach suddenly made a rumbling sound.

Actually, she was starving, so she reached out and took the bowl that was handed to her, and carefully took a small sip.

The moment he took a bite, Jiang Jiyun couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow! This soup may not look very appealing, but the taste is absolutely outstanding!"

Then she took several more sips, her face full of satisfaction.

Nan, who was standing nearby, heard her praise and was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling, revealing a row of white teeth.

He explained to Jiang Jiyun with great interest, "Hehe, if I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have put the lotus root in to cook together."

"I had never eaten this ingredient before, and I thought that since it was so rare, it must be a good thing. Who would have thought that this thing, which looked clean and white, would turn black after being put into a pot and stewed into soup?"

Jiang Jiyun wolfed down his food, constantly chewing chunks of meat while gulping down the soup.

When Xiao Wei saw that her bowl was empty, he quickly filled it to the brim again.

After feeling full, Jiang Jiyun finally stopped what she was doing. She turned to Nan and said, "I heard that there are different kinds of lotus roots. Some are suitable for stir-frying, while others are more suitable for making soup. Another reason might be the pot."

Hearing this, Nan suddenly became interested and patted his chest confidently, saying, "Now I understand. I'll go outside and see if I can buy some more vegetables for you and Xiaotian to nourish yourselves."

When Jiang Jiyun heard that he was going out to buy groceries, she quickly grabbed her handbag from beside her pillow, took out a bulging money bag, and tossed it aside.

Faced with this generous gift, Nan accepted it without pretending to refuse, after all, he was penniless at the moment.

He chose to follow his junior brothers for two reasons: first, he wanted to make a living; second, he saw an opportunity to spar with them.

In particular, he admired the Black Dragon Eighteen Hands technique. Whenever he had a spare moment, he would seek out Xiaotian or Xiaowei for a duel.

Even his uncle and Jiang Jiyun could exchange a few blows with him, which made Nan even more reluctant to leave.

After these frequent exchanges, Nan was surprised to find that his two junior brothers had become much stronger for some reason.

Not only have their physical fitness improved significantly, but their flexibility and agility are also much stronger than before.

Liu Zhiming left the ward with Nan Huan to buy things. Just as they left, Jiang Jiyun saw her uncle and brother out.

Seeing that she hadn't noticed anything wrong with her hair, Xiao Wei tried to distract her by saying, "You've only eaten so little chicken soup. Have some more."

"Okay." Jiang Jiyun continued eating with her head down.

Jiang Wenming, holding a large watermelon, said, "I'll go wash the watermelon before I cut it."

After saying that, he left in a hurry.

Jiang Jiyun looked up in confusion, her gaze fixed on her uncle's hurried figure as he walked away. She muttered to herself, "It's just eating a watermelon, why the rush?"

Just as Jiang Jiyuan was hesitating about whether to tell her about shaving her head, he heard Jiang Jiyun say, "Brother, did you shave my head yourself?"

"It's not just me."

How many times have you shaved my head now?

"Just...just this once?"

Hearing her brother's whispered words, Jiang Jiyun glared at him angrily, "You heartless bastard, you've actually forgotten all that?"

"Cough cough..." Jiang Jiyuan really didn't remember. He asked, "Do you know that your head was shaved off?"

"Of course I knew. I was mentally prepared after I was blown away and my helmet fell off." Jiang Jiyun continued after finishing the last sip of soup, "When I woke up, my head felt cool and I knew that my hair was gone."

Jiang Jiyuan reached out and touched his sister's bald head, saying, "Your uncle was afraid to face your tears, which is why he thought of running away."

"I'm not a child anymore, I don't cry so easily." Actually, she wanted to cry, but the sadness disappeared when she got hungry.

Jiang Jiyuan saw his sister's expression suddenly change and quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks.

"I need to go to the toilet first!" Jiang Jiyun shouted as he ran.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Jiyuan shook his head helplessly, strode towards the ward door, and shouted to the figure running faster and faster, "Slow down! Be careful not to fall!"