The Chef Rules the Last Days
Chapter 248 - 246: Drinking Tea

Chapter 248: Chapter 246: Drinking Tea

Outside the door, dozens of soldiers entered the restroom, warning the two to stop immediately.

Seeing this, Su Mo knew that Lu Jin couldn’t have any accidents today. She yelled at Lu Chen, "Lu Chen, that’s enough, let’s go back."

The man finally slammed a fierce punch into his own abdominal wound and then stopped.

He stood straight up. The killing intent on his body slightly subdued when he met Su Mo’s eyes. He walked over to Zhao Changsheng’s side and gently took Su Mo as if he were handling a fragile glass cup.

Lu Jin lay there, letting the blood from his abdomen flow, his eyes hollow and lifeless.

It wasn’t until Geng Jiang heard and came. He directed several soldiers to take him away.

Lu Chen didn’t care whether the banquet had ended or not, nor did he care about the outcome; he quickly left with his people.

Zhao Changsheng followed closely, his eyes glued to Su Mo. However, before she could get into the car, Lu Chen floored the accelerator and left.

She stood there, stunned, and in a frenzy, she grabbed at her hair, "Li Qian! He just left like that! My Momo is still in the car!"

Li Qian gave her a look and said softly, "Well, she is his, after all."

"..." Zhao Changsheng glared at him with wide fox-like eyes, and then immediately started walking towards the apartment.

Li Qian’s glasses reflected a hint of a smile, and he leisurely followed.

Su Mo sat in the car and clearly felt Lu Chen’s anger. The veins on the back of his hand, which was gripping the steering wheel, were popping out, and there were also scars from hitting someone on his knuckles.

"I’m okay, you arrived just in time," she said, reaching out to tug at the hem of his coat.

He gave her a cold look and remained silent until he carried her back into the apartment and set her in a chair, starting to check her mouth, "Where are you hurt?"

Touching her own lips, Su Mo sheepishly said, "It’s not my blood. I bit him."

Only then did Lu Chen relax. He grabbed her hand and took her to the bathroom, poured a full cup of water, and squirted some toothpaste for her, "Brush your teeth."

Confronted with his face, frozen like a deck of cards, Su Mo obediently brushed her teeth and afterward opened her mouth for him to check, "It’s fine, it’s clean now."

"Not yet."

Her mouth barely closed before his overwhelming kiss swept over her.

She was once again pinned against the washbasin.

Su Mo grabbed his shirt and pushed him away, "That’s enough, that’s enough. I’m still in pain; don’t mess around."

"Hmm," he complied with her words, loosened his hold, pinched her face, and tied her hair up, "Go take a shower, I’ll get something."

"Hmm," Su Mo nodded.

When Lu Chen came out, he met Zhao Changsheng, who had hurried over. He shut the door with a snap and said coldly, "She’s asleep; come back tomorrow."

Zhao Changsheng’s foxlike eyes nearly shot fire, as she glowered at Lu Chen’s retreating figure, grinding her teeth, "Why did he have to regain his memory?"

Li Qian took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Since Su Mo’s fine, let’s talk about it tomorrow."

...

Lu Chen made a trip to the villa to pack his bags.

Hu Ding came in from outside and headed straight upstairs.

"I’m saying, do you really have to go this far?"

Lu Chen glanced at him. His hands didn’t stop moving as he picked up clothes hanging in the wardrobe and put them into the space, not forgetting to include the blood-stained T-shirt left in the bathroom.

Hu Ding walked into the room, circled around him, and asked, "Seriously, with the situation at the Jiang Residence now, aren’t you afraid Commander Jiang won’t be able to handle it?"

After putting away the last piece of clothing, he walked out without any sentimentality, his voice devoid of fluctuation, "I’ve done what I should; the rest is for him to bear."

"The medicine is about to enter trials soon. Aren’t you going to check it out in the next two days?"

The response he got was the sound of the military car speeding away.

When Su Mo finished her bath and came out, Lu Chen had returned. He moved quickly; he had arranged his things in the bathroom and had also changed the messy bedsheets to new ones.

Su Mo sat in the chair, watching him move around, and for some reason, she felt that he seemed more down-to-earth like this.

Her small room was slowly being permeated by his presence.

The sound of running water echoed from the bathroom.

Su Mo curved her lips as she arranged a canister of Zijuan Tea and a canister of Biluochun Tea on the nearby table, taking out the tea set to start brewing the tea.

She first brewed the Biluochun Tea and let two cups cool, then she began to prepare the Zijuan Tea.

She was quite eager for the tea that could repair internal injuries, carefully controlling the water temperature and the amount of tea leaves used while adding them. When the panel refreshed, the effect boost was not as satisfactory as hoped.

[Name]: Zijuan Tea (collected)

[Used materials]: Zijuan Tea leaves, ... (to be collected)

[Skill Level]: 30%

[Flavor score]: 3 (Out of 10, the higher the score, the more the bonus points)

[Status bonus]: Repairs Basic 25% internal injury.

Basic, this was far inferior to Biluochun, which now also had intermediate external injury treatment. She sighed, but such things were not to be hurried.

The bathroom door opened, releasing a burst of steam, and the man walked out wrapped in a bathrobe. Su Mo turned around and waved at him, "Come over, come over."

Lu Chen sat down next to her as instructed. Su Mo poured a cup of Zijuan Tea for him and another for herself, "Try this."

A cup went down, and Su Mo immediately felt refreshed, as if all the pores on her body had comfortably opened up.

"Is it for repairing internal injuries?" Lu Chen looked at her, his gaze carrying a hint of emotion.

Su Mo nodded and then passed over the Biluochun Tea, smiling at him, "I see your hand is injured, have some Biluochun Tea."

Lu Chen took the cup, his eyes reflecting a dawning realization, "I had forgotten."

Su Mo asked curiously, "What?"

He brought the cup filled with Biluochun Tea to her lips, stating matter-of-factly, "You are injured too."

Su Mo thought he was worried she had hurt herself from the fall just now and took a few sips, "I’m not injured, the fall wasn’t very painful."

She pushed the cup back to him, and after he drank it in one gulp, he suddenly stood up from the chair, lifted her horizontally in his arms, and said, "Hmm."

As Su Mo was thrown onto the bed and began to undress, she realized too late, "Lu Chen, you bastard!"

"Hmm,"

"I’m never drinking Biluochun Tea again!"

"That’s not possible."

...

Later, she was carried, still dizzy, into the bathroom.

Late at night within the Lu Family estate.

When the body thrown over by Hu Ding’s men was received, Lu Yuan immediately fainted.

Just as Lu Jin had his abdominal wound treated, and the doctor was about to start on his injured hand, he pushed the doctor away brusquely.

"Get out!"

His rage made people crawl away in fear.

Geng Jiang entered from outside and saw him staring blankly at his bleeding, torn-open palm. She lost her temper, "Lu Jin, what’s so good about that woman? You only act this way for her!"

Lu Jin casually wrapped his palm with a piece of gauze, his dark, aggressive eyes gave her a glance, "Get out."

Geng Jiang backed away a few steps, frightened by his look, and eventually stormed out of the door.

Outside, Lu Youwei walked in, frustrated and disappointed, "What do you look like now!"

Lu Jin fondled his injured palm, his expression dark, "Dad, go tell Jiang Hai, we will supply the original body, but in the team of researchers, we must place our own people."