Chapter 831 - The Savior Is Here (1/2)

After finishing another order, Yuan Zhou stood aside to take a short break. At that time, Master Cheng came up and looked at Yuan Zhou up and down before speaking.

“Master Yuan, how is your cold?” Master Cheng asked.

In truth, Master Cheng had already asked the same question earlier in the morning. However, he couldn’t resist asking again.

“I’m fine now,” Yuan Zhou answered.

“Is there anything I can help you with?” Master Cheng asked sincerely.

“No, just observe seriously,” Yuan Zhou shook his head and said.

“Have you not gotten enough rest, Master Yuan?” Master Cheng asked anxiously when he saw that Yuan Zhou’s eyes were red.

As Yuan Zhou had a surgical mask on, only his pair of eyes were shown. As such, the reddened eyes were very conspicuous, resulting in this question from Master Cheng.

“I’m fine,” Yuan Zhou answered with a flat tone. But when he spoke the word “fine”, it sounded like he was gnashing his teeth.

Seeing that Yuan Zhou was claiming to be fine, Master Cheng did not keep asking. But while focusing on observing Yuan Zhou’s cooking skills, he started observing Yuan Zhou’s condition as well.

It was understandable for Yuan Zhou to have that reaction when questioned by Master Cheng. To understand why, one had to know what happened the day before.

Last night, Yuan Zhou treated two people to a meal of Wontons. After that, he finished his arrangements for the discount today before he returned to the second floor. He planned to read a book while resting.

But half an hour later, Yuan Zhou’s phone started ringing. Wu Hai was the caller.

“Compass, time to take your medicine. It has been four hours,” Wu Hai’s penetrating voice sounded.

“I know. Sleep earlier,” Yuan Zhou answered with a helpless look before he hung the call.

He thought that would be the last call, but surprisingly, at 10.00 pm when he was about to sleep, his phone rang again. As usual, it was Wu Hai.

The only content of their conversation was Wu Hai reminding him to take medicine.

“I’m already fine. This will be the final dose of medicine,” Yuan Zhou told Wu Hai frankly.

“A compass that refuses to take medicine is a bad chef. When sick, you should not try skipping the medicine. Quickly go to bed,” Wu Hai spoke like he was trying to coddle a child, completely ignoring what Yuan Zhou said.

Yuan Zhou felt extremely helpless. But before Yuan Zhou could say anything, Wu Hai already hung up, leaving Yuan Zhou staring at his phone cursing in his heart.

Meanwhile, Wu Hai was doing research. From the Internet, he gathered that when a person caught a cold, that person would usually need two or three days to fully recover. Therefore, he set his alarm to ring every four hours. He had even gotten Zheng Jiawei to wake him up so he could wake Yuan Zhou up every four hours.

“Little Hai, actually, the patient does not need to take medicine every four hours at night,” Zheng Jiawei explained seriously when he heard Wu Hai’s request.

“Says who? After I spent an entire day forcing Compass to take medicine every four hours, he was already able to cook Wontons that very night. If I continue doing this for one night, he will probably be able to open his restaurant tomorrow,” Wu Hai reasoned with absolute certainty.

“But it’s more important to get a decent night’s sleep. Only with sufficient rest will he recover faster,” Zheng Jiawei said tactfully.

“Four hours is enough sleep. Remember to wake me up. I’m going to bed now,” Wu Hai said after thinking about it for a bit.

“Will that disturb Boss Yuan’s sleep? If you disturb his sleep, you might not have anything to eat tomorrow, Little Hai,” Zheng Jiawei said with a sigh.