Chapter 20 Huo Qizheng, why aren't you wearing underwear? (1/2)

Lin Han ate Zhang's sister-in-law's meat buns, so she had to give her something in return.

She took a loquat syrup from her storage space, tore off the label, leaving only a transparent glass bottle.

"Sister Zhang, this is very good for your throat. Take it home, mix it with water and drink it. Your cough will stop soon."

Aunt Zhang looked at the dark-colored bottle in Lin Han's hand, opened it, and smelled it. It was sweet!

"Sister Lin, what is this?"

Lin Han gave a brief introduction.

"This is a loquat syrup made from loquat, fritillaria, and some other Chinese herbs. It's very effective for treating coughs and dry, itchy throats."

I've noticed you've been coughing a lot; drinking this for a few days should help.

Aunt Zhang accepted the loquat syrup with obvious delight.

"Sister Lin, you are so thoughtful. I just need this, so I won't stand on ceremony. I'll bring it to you whenever I cook something delicious at home."

It's inconvenient for you to cook for yourself, and the food in the cafeteria gets quite bland after a while. Home-cooked meals are much better.

Lin Han accepted Zhang's kind offer.

Being able to eat the all-natural food from the 1960s is naturally better than her eating self-heating hot pot and snail rice noodles.

These things can only satisfy a craving; for everyday meals, you need delicious home-cooked dishes.

Moreover, she wasn't just saying that Zhang's steamed buns were delicious; they really were.

"Thank you very much, Sister Zhang. I'll pay for your meals. If you don't accept it, I won't go."

Zhang's wife couldn't persuade her otherwise, so she agreed to let Lin Han pay for the meals, and that she could make up for it by cooking more lavish meals later.

"Then you should get some rest. I'll head back now."

Aunt Zhang happily took the loquat syrup home.

She was growing to like Commander Huo's wife more and more; she was so much better than that arrogant He Jingjing.

Anyway, He Jingjing wanted to poach Commander Huo from Lin Meizi, and she was the first to disagree.

She would tell her husband later that once Commander Huo woke up, she should speak well of Lin Meizi to him.

As for He Jingjing, she really didn't fancy her.

After He Jingjing left the guesthouse, Sister Li was too ashamed to go out, so she simply packed her things and prepared to go back to her hometown.

The plan to find a partner for her daughter fell through, and she even got a reputation for seducing a married man. In any case, she was too ashamed to stay here any longer.

It's the busy season for farming, and she still has to go home to harvest wheat.

That very night, someone left the guesthouse in the dark with their luggage.

He Jingjing returned to her dormitory and cried for a long time, burying her head under the covers.

"Damn Lin Han, if she hadn't suddenly interfered, Brother Huo would have been mine long ago."

Now she's made me the target of so much ridicule; I won't let her get away with this.

When her roommates came back, they heard He Jingjing crying, and no one dared to disturb her.

They had just been rehearsing their performance for the cultural show in the auditorium and had already heard about He Jingjing being surrounded at the guesthouse.

Actually, it wasn't a secret in their dormitory that He Jingjing liked Commander Huo; she would always come back and talk about how handsome Commander Huo was.

When Commander Huo was injured and hospitalized, He Jingjing volunteered to take care of him.

No one expected that Commander Huo's wife would suddenly arrive.

If things had ended there, He Jingjing wouldn't have been accused of seducing a married man.

But she was too greedy; she actually wanted to drive Commander Huo's wife away.

The roommates looked at the figure huddled under the covers and shook their heads.

The next day, Lin Han went to the hospital as usual after breakfast.

It wasn't that she particularly wanted to visit Huo Qizheng in the ward; it was just that Liu Jiang had made her seem like a devoted lover too convincingly.

She had originally planned to take a walk around the area after dinner, but almost everyone she met on the street greeted her with the same thing.