Chapter Three hundred and forty-nine, coma

"Miss Snow Cheng is not a big deal, but she is a little overtired. " The little master and the little lady are still staring at each other, and Shi Yi's face is also ugly. The family doctor is very careful when examining Mu Anran.

In case we don't check him properly, then it'll be his problem.

"that why not awake? " Shi Yi before the doctor came, already very hard shake Mu Anran, but this woman even eyelid is lift, the situation is not so simple as this doctor said!

The doctor helpless, "just too weak, in fact should eat more meat and tonic, raise a good. "

That's when Yi remembered.

It seems that every time they eat together, Chennault eats vegetables or something.

Listening to Shi Yi's comments, the family doctor smiled wryly. "The food Miss Cheng snow gave the Children was fine. It was too light for her to eat here these days. She had a poor foundation. "

"I'll get a Dietitian to come over and help me with the food. Of course, Miss Chenault can do the cooking herself. " Chenault's cooking, he has heard.

It wouldn't be any better than Chenault's.

Listening to his words, Shi Yi still frowned, "you go first, and after the housekeeper can contact. "

Mr. Chef was brought back by Shiyi overnight.

Looking at Cheng snow that weak appearance, the chef sir is very distressed to say, "you say, Cheng Snow Miss Cook so delicious, how can you make their own malnutrition? "

How did he know.

On the mouth but still say, "you go to prepare some food first, these two days I will give Cheng snow a sick leave, here's food or by you. "

"Yes, Mr. Shi. "

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"water... " Cheng snow does not remember how long he slept, just feel a kind of indescribable stabbing pain in the throat, but she even a little move of strength is not.

Someone lit a q-tip on her lip during the struggle, and when she opened her eyes, she was scared half to death by the man.

Shiyi, why is he here?

Is this guy sneaking in while she's sleeping again? Is this voyeurism?

To Cheng Snow's vision, when Yi Yi is cold snort, "my family seems to have never mistreated you of food expense, can make oneself of dystrophy you are also a genius. "

Chenault is still a bit dazed and Malnourished.-she is?

Shi Yi is still the appearance that does not want to talk to her, say the words is still very human, "you have a good rest here, I gave you two days of vacation. "

Seeing Cheng snow still want to struggle to say something, when Yi some impatience, "you now look simply can not take the child, you do not matter, infected the child how to do. "

Cheng snow struggled to pause, looked at when Yi more helpless, "Mr. Time, your hand that glass of water can I drink? "

She knew her own condition, and she knew it, and now was no time to be brave.

Yi looked down at the glass, some awkward handed to Cheng Snow's hand.

Think of Cheng Snow that the appearance of muscle weakness, when Yi put the Cup mouth directly against Cheng Snow Lips, "drink. "

Cheng Snow Nuo is also just a moment of Zheng Shen, lower the head quietly drinking water, a long time to rise, "I still want to eat something... "

The veins in his forehead were jumping, and the woman probably didn't take him as a servant, but she got up before her temper reached the edge of violence. "Wait here, I'll find it for you. "

Chennault did not wait when Yi, but see the chef with a small cart came in.

Looking at all kinds of congee above, Cheng Snow Helpless, "How did you come back? Also, I only have a mouth, can not eat so many things. "

I don't know how long I'm gonNA eat this much.

The chef helped her put a small table on the bed, lifted the dust cover, and laughed. "everything is very small, just two bites. "

Chennault bowed his head and drank his porridge. "You didn't expect me to give you any advice after all you've done for me, " he said

To be gallant for nothing is to steal or be dishonest.

By Cheng Snow so frankly exposed, the chef's face is also rare look and a little bit embarrassed.

"In fact, I just want to refer to your idea. When I entered the competition the other day, one of the levels was the competition of Porridge and food. I passed, but the moral evaluation was a little less emotional. "

Chennault took another bite of the Porridge and began to meditate.

After a while, he said, "whatever you make, you'll pass the test, because the flavors blend so well. Let me guess, it's Tomson who's going to tell you. "

"How do you know... " the chef's eyes widened in disbelief.

Chennault's lips curved a little more, and he blinked. "maybe it's because I'm a fan of Tomson's, " he said. "He's always stressed that there must be emotion in the food. "

Why would the chef believe something that sounds crazy.

But in the eyes of Cheng Snow, still make a listening posture, "I believe Miss Cheng can help me, this competition is very important to me. "

If this success, he will be when the fund, owned a restaurant belongs to his own person.

That's what most chefs dream of.

Chennault was silent with his spoon. Should she help him?

Perhaps it was still too much to bear, and at last Cheng snow nodded his head with a wry smile under the chef's eager gaze, then he said, "well, I can help you, but I don't know if there's any chance of getting Mr. Tomson's approval for the help I'm giving you. "

"I trust Miss Cheng. "

The Chef's eyes let Chenault secretly scared.

Do Not know to ask her, is the head chef his own ideas, or behind someone else's guidance.

Cheng snow is still unable to see a person with a dream, so buried, "you are a very good cook, but you should be a more suitable for western cooks. "

"Why? " The chef frowned. Wasn't his Chinese food good?

His Chinese food has been recognized by major domestic restaurants, and is a market, Cheng snow how can come to such a conclusion, or Cheng snow did not want to help him?

And thinking about it,.

The chef's gaze at Chennault was less friendly than it had seemed before, and even more hostile than he had felt.

Cheng snow-nuo's mood is more helpless, this person is a fool.

"You're a very precise cook and you care about the mix of everything, but do you know what the biggest difference is between Chinese and Western food? "

In a word, the chef almost lost his way.