After seeing off the four people who left him alone, Zhao An returned home, but there was no feeling of emptiness. His heart was filled with the feeling of home. Even if his family was not here for the time being, he would not be lonely and confused like before when he was alone.

Zhao An came to the kitchen and found a medicine cup.

Zhao An was not in good health when he was a child. He had taken a lot of Chinese medicine. Medicine cups were basically a must-have. Before he was twelve, he would occasionally have headaches and nosebleeds. However, he went to the hospital for examination but could not find any reason. He had to find an old Chinese doctor and prescribed a few prescriptions and never made any recurrence.

The mystery of the human body is that when biological science has not yet been developed to a certain extent, traditional Chinese medicine that has learned the treatment methods based on experience in some aspects is often more effective.

Zhao An has always had no prejudice against traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine, and there is no idea that a certain discipline will definitely overwhelm the other party, but in terms of personal experience, Zhao An has a better impression of traditional Chinese medicine.

Therefore, in the system space, Zhao An chose to learn some traditional Chinese medicine pharmacology that is similar to mysterious martial arts.

Traditional Chinese medicine requires a lot of practice to accumulate experience. Zhao An considers that since he has to master theories such as acupuncture and meridians when studying martial arts, it is better to learn traditional Chinese medicine together. He just takes the pulse and other things because there is a lack of practice objects, Zhao An did not study it much.

In short, Zhao An mastered some mysterious prescriptions and also knew the principles and effects of these prescriptions, but he was not as good as going to a traditional Chinese medicine clinic.

The medicine cup is black, with a rough surface and looks dirty, but Zhao An was very satisfied. According to traditional sayings, the longer the medicine cup is used, the better it is, and scientifically cannot be explained. Traditional Chinese medicine says that the longer the medicine cup is used, the more it can stimulate the efficacy of the medicinal materials, and it also retains the medicinal properties of the medicinal materials without being decomposed and destroyed.

This medicine cup was the one that Zhao An started using when he was a child, and he didn't throw it away even when he moved.

After washing the medicine cup and brushing it a few times, Zhao An put the medicine cup in water and soaked it.

After doing all this, Zhao An sat on the bed and meditated, checking his body... Close his eyes and felt the faint breath flowing in his body, as if he could see blood flowing in his blood vessels, nourishing every part of his body.

Vitality is how Zhao An feels about his body, but he is not satisfied with it. His body growth and tempering is too slow. He can't recover to his most prosperous period in space just by running and meditating every day.

Back in the life of ordinary people, Zhao An did not feel that he could relax. It was not a bad thing to maintain a sense of crisis. He knew that his life had changed and it was impossible for him to be like a small citizen in the city. If he was lucky, he would probably not encounter any fatal danger in his life.

To find a way to restore your body to the level of fulfilling your combat effectiveness faster, Zhao An washed his face and brushed his teeth, lay on the bed and quickly entered sleep.

In the early morning, Zhao An felt his bird stand up in anger, and the birds outside the window were also chirping. He opened his eyes and sat up from the bed without hesitation, and went out to exercise.

Although the recovery is slow, daily exercise is definitely indispensable, which is a habit.

After running and breakfast, Zhao An saw a taxi parked downstairs in his house. He felt a peeping gaze coming from the car. Zhao An also stopped, and then he saw Li Qingge.

Li Qingge was wearing a black short skirt with a very short hem, so he could be sure that it was a skirt and pants, not wearing stockings, his legs were slender and white, and he emitted a crystal round light in the morning light, as if he saw steaming white steamed buns when he was hungry, which made people want to open his mouth and chew it.

Her upper body was just a short-sleeved T-shirt with white pattern on her back, and a light blue moon-shaped bag was on her back. Li Qingge walked out of the taxi and didn't even glance at Zhao An. She gave the taxi driver the car money and turned around.

Zhao An felt that her expression was as if the taxi driver took her around the sand and sent her over. However, this situation was almost impossible. Otherwise, Li Qingge would never have paid the car and might even make a harsh repair of the driver.

Zhao An was surprised to see Li Qingge appear here so early, but early in the morning, just after exercising, his stomach was full, and his body was involuntarily full of blood. Seeing such a slender and beautiful girl, she felt pleasing to the eye and comfortable while she was waving in her heart.

So Zhao An didn't say anything, but just looked at Zhao An like a scenery.

"Master, please help me beat this person, I'll give you a thousand yuan." Li Qingge suddenly pointed at Zhao An and said to the taxi driver who was looking for money.

The taxi driver poked his head out and actually looked at Zhao An seriously, glanced at Li Qingge's bulging wallet, waved his hand, and drove away.

The taxi driver was fat and big-eared, and seemed to be the kind of gangster who was a good person. Zhao An realized that Li Qingge said this, "It's true or false." If the taxi driver really wanted to beat Zhao An, maybe Li Qingge would really give money."

However, Li Qingge must also know that ordinary people cannot beat Zhao An. She does this more to express an emotion, just to see Zhao An unhappy!

"I'll beat me up, give me that thousand dollars." Zhao An reached out to Li Qingge.

Li Qingge put the change into his bag, zipped it up, and ignored Zhao An's provocation. Although he was very angry early in the morning, he wouldn't he seem a little stupid when he was deceived in the face of Zhao An's obvious provocation?

"You told me that your parents and Ye Luoluo are going out for a trip." Li Qingge said in a tone of stating objective facts, adding to the tone of the word "You told me" so that Zhao An would not think that she was secretly asking about his situation.

"Yes, I'm at home alone today." Zhao An nodded. During the last time he chatted, he asked Li Qingge what arrangements were made for the May Day holiday, but Li Qingge didn't say... There was actually nothing to arrange for a day holiday.
Chapter completed!