Chapter 86: Chapter 80 Zhan Qipei Follows Qiao Jing into the Bathroom

Qiao Jing’s temple suddenly throbbed, and she glanced sidelong at Zhou Fu with a slanted look.

Zhou Fu had just let slip in his excitement upon hearing that Qiao Jing cooked for Zhan Qipei almost every day.

“He calls you Master?” Zhan Qipei’s heart was hit by waves of shock as he pursed his thin lips, his burning gaze landing on Qiao Jing.

The whole world knew that Zhou Fu’s master was Qiao Jing.

If Zhou Fu called her Master, then wasn’t she the legendary Divine Doctor Jing?!

Then her medical skills couldn’t possibly be mediocre!

At this thought, Zhan Qipei’s dark pupils suddenly dilated.

The person who took him from the cornfield that day, who performed surgery on him, could it really be Qiao Jing?!

“Yeah, she’s my Master. Her cooking is tasty, so I took her as my master to learn cooking,” Zhou Fu said with a quick wit.

“What?” Zhan Qipei’s excitement instantly froze.

“Just following her and learning to cook!” Zhou Fu’s eyes were wide open as if the wider they were, the more conviction he had in his words.

After a stunned pause of two seconds, Zhan Qipei turned to look at Qiao Jing, “Is what he’s saying true?”

Qiao Jing serenely poured herself a drink, “He is indeed my disciple, and it’s true that he has learned cooking from me.”

What she said was true; when Zhou Fu initially took her as his master, it wasn’t for her medical skills, but for her culinary arts.

However, in terms of cooking, he had no talent whatsoever.

After Zhou Fu blew up the 108th pot in a row, Qiao Jing no longer wished to teach him cooking.

Zhan Qipei carefully observed both Qiao Jing and Zhou Fu; neither seemed to show signs of lying.

Disappointment reached the depths of his eyes, and he poured himself a glass of red wine, downing it in one gulp.

He had thought he finally found that girl, but it turned out to be a false joy.

Right!

Zhan Qipei suddenly remembered something and looked up at Zhou Fu, “How old is your master, Divine Doctor Jing, this year?”

this, Zhou Fu guessed what Zhan Qipei was getting

“My Master is 43.”

20 years before she’s 43, he didn’t say

Fu mumbled the

flicker of hope on Zhan Qipei’s face vanished in

he hadn’t seen her face clearly, he was certain that

doctor, how could that young girl possibly be the same person as Divine

of red wine, he became so drunk that he swayed unsteadily, his consciousness blurred,

take

with Zhou Fu, seeing him as one of her own, she felt there was no

Zhan Qipei, but before he

you to touch

considering that he was also a

the higher the medical skills,

Jing was, and so was Zhou

at him, a mere whippersnapper dares to shout at me? I really want to stick him with a needle and make him infertile, so he

a drunkard, what’s the point?” Qiao

you say that? I’m clearly only 39, how could you call me 40?” Zhou

Zhou Fu a look, letting him figure it out on his

Zhou Fu extended his hand

him. This guy is bad-tempered when he’s drunk; what if he tells you to scram

finished speaking, Qiao Jing’s hand had

let’s

his heavy eyelids, vaguely making

It really seemed…

Very much like…

up.” Qiao Jing called

got up,

strength

Fu held his

Why should it be?

you just now, you told him to roll. When

you really drunk or

up, Zhan Qipei staggered, hardly

supported Zhan Qipei, she glanced at his legs, “If you can’t walk, I’ll

Qipei leaned onto Qiao Jing, wrapping her

here as an apprentice!” Zhou Fu

he falls?” Qiao Jing

looked at Qiao Jing with disbelief, “Master, you feel sorry for him?

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