Ye Qiao was suddenly enlightened and quickly walked over to take his plate, then turned around to fetch the medicine box. She took out the appropriate pills according to the instructions and poured them into the bottle cap.
"You don't need to take care of me, just take your medicine."
Ji Mo took some warm water and swallowed the pills. Ye Qiao looked around and pointed to a door, asking, "Is that the kitchen?"
"Yes," Ji Mo replied.
She immediately strode over, "Do you have Xiaomi and pumpkin? I can make some porridge for you."
It's said online that Xiaomi pumpkin porridge is good for the stomach.
Ji Mo laughed, following her, "No need, no need, Xiaoqiao, you don't have to be so polite."
"What's the matter?" Ye Qiao turned around, "Afraid I'll wreck your kitchen?"
As she spoke, she had already taken an apron off the rack and tied it around herself.
