Just as Xie Yiren had said, the dishes were served in ten minutes.
There were no special dishes today--stir-fried pork tenderloin with big chilis, steamed fish, and a pot of rice.
Chang Yue was still a little tired and listless. Xie Yiren did not let her touch the water. She pushed her onto a chair and made her wait for her meal.
"Prostaglandin-specific receptor; do you have any good ideas?" Su Yun asked in a low voice as he walked past Zheng Ren.
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was stunned. He had all kinds of concepts about prostaglandin in his mind.
Why did Su Yun ask him this question?
In an instant, Zheng Ren felt his brain start to heat up.
It was time to find a time to get a haircut. Long hair was indeed not conducive to heat dissipation.
Soon, Zheng Ren found the reason: Chang Yue.
Chang Yue had not been in a good state for the past two days. She had been listless all the time. She was not even interested in drinking with Su Yun.
