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Feng Yi thought about the porridge at the front of the bed and felt that it made sense. It was so swollen that he couldn't even talk anymore.

”If I say you can't eat, then you can't eat!” Ji Guzi licked his lips and took a step forward. He grabbed the bowl of porridge in Feng Yi's hand and quickly turned around.

Just drinking it was not good, but it still made sizzling sounds. Along with the sounds coming from Chu Yunge's stomach, they could even play a drum song.

Feng Yi was also helpless, he stood up and grabbed Ji Guzi's neck. He had already said what he shouldn't have said, and this genius doctor still looked like this …

After stopping Ji Guzi, Feng Yi brought him out. When he went out, he looked down and saw that the food in the bowl had been used up.

”Did you listen to what I said or not?”

Ji Guzi pursed his lips with the spoon, clearing it clean, ”What you said just now really didn't seem to have anything to do with me.” Ji Guzi shook his shoulders, shaking off the hand on his shoulder, then ran back to the kitchen to poison the leftover porridge.

Chu Yunge was rolling on the bed, and could only take deep breaths, because if she did not use any force to feel it, she would not be able to breathe.

But in this ancient era, even if there was any special medicine, Ji Guzi would not let her use it.

Chu Yunge was still waving her little fat hands to reach the nest on the roof. After scratching for a while, she fell asleep because she was too tired.

It wasn't comfortable even when she was asleep for around two hours. Chu Yunge felt her chest grow extremely heavy, and she fiercely opened her eyes and exhaled a few times before calming down.

He subconsciously reached out his hand to grab it, but suddenly realized that his hand seemed to be able to lift it a little higher, or could it not reach the hemp rope? Perhaps it was because the hand did so much exercise, so the swelling subsided faster?

That seems to be the case!

Chu Yunge scuttled upwards bit by bit, putting her head on the bed, she raised her left hand, her right hand, and her hands. She repeated the same actions over and over again as if she was an elementary school student performing calisthenics. She was sweating profusely.

When he woke up, he found that his body was a little more agile than before he had slept, but when he was exercising, he felt very uncomfortable. It was not pain, but the feeling of not being able to breathe.

The cycle continued again and again. By the time it was midnight, most of the swelling on her body had already subsided and Feng Yi had not come again. Instead, it was Ji Guzi who got angry at her after a period of time.

I'll get some good food later and some fun later, but I won't give it to her.

In the middle of the night, Ji Guzi found the sound and walked over, and yawned loudly: ”Stinky girl, you took my bed yet you aren't sleeping properly, in the middle of the night you want to court death!”

Chu Yunge slowly strolled under the bed without making any sound, it was just that she accidentally knocked over the table just now.

”Alright, go to sleep.” Her body had become quite swollen, and she could even speak short sentences now. She just wanted to change back from her pig head look earlier.

”What a trouble!” Ji Guzi patted his mouth, rubbed his eyes and walked out, in truth, other than being irritating, his perception was not bad.

As she laid back on the bed, Chu Yunge did not make any noise, but fiddled with her fingers until she fell asleep.

This time, his sleep was much more peaceful and his breathing much smoother.

In the early morning, Chu Yunge could smell someone's fragrance in her sleep. She had not eaten for almost two days and nights, and now, as long as she could taste it in her stomach, everything would be fragrant.

Ji Guzi and Feng Yi had already reached the side of the table. When Chu Yunge woke up, she felt more comfortable than just a little bit.

”Noodle!” Chu Yunge bit her lower lip, and her eyes became filled with love. What could be more blissful than having a bowl of noodles in front of him when she was hungry? Chu Yunge got off the bed and walked into the kitchen like a puppet, scooping up a bowl of water to rinse her mouth.

He walked back as fast as he could and sat at the table to eat.

Although the golden colored noodles did not look good, the taste was very good. It was unknown if it was due to her being in a hurry, but it felt like a bowl of noodles would be gone after eating two chopsticks.

With one hand holding the bowl, Chu Yunge used the carrot like Little Fatso to pick up the noodles in the wok. The noodles were like small loaches as they disobeyed Chu Yunge's orders.

His hands could no longer control them, and even his chopsticks could no longer control them.

Feng Yi walked over, swiftly pulled out a bowl of noodles from the pot and handed it over to Chu Yunge. Chu Yunge turned her head, and she immediately used it to continue fighting with the noodles in the pot.

After a while, Chu Yunge returned to the table with a bowl of noodles in her hands. She wolfed down the noodles in big mouthfuls, and only after eating two bowls did she manage to cover the bottom of the bowl.

After eating her fill, Chu Yunge suddenly thought of a question, ”Who made it?” She was sick, only two men remained. Ji Guzi really wanted her to starve to death.