Strongest Medical Saint

Su Jingyu had rented a place close to a supermarket, and before heading back, she bought quite a lot of ingredients for cooking.

This made Shen Feng frown repeatedly; he only wanted to know the origin of the Void Spirit Stone in the picture.

Seeing Shen Feng so distracted, Su Jingyu was so irritated she could grind her teeth—the first time a man had ever so blatantly ignored her.

"Shen Feng, what dishes do you like?" Su Jingyu asked, holding back her anger.

Shen Feng calmly replied, "As I said, I'm mainly here to find out about that stone's origin. As for what dishes to cook, it doesn't matter to me."

Trying to calm herself, Su Jingyu muttered under her breath, "I'll endure, Grandma. So, you look down on my cooking skills, huh? Just wait, I'll make you look at me in a whole new light."

After buying groceries, Shen Feng followed her to the place where Su Jingyu was staying.

It was a simple one-bedroom apartment, apparently redecorated by Su Jingyu, giving off a cozy feeling.

"Sit in the living room for a while. If you want water, help yourself from the fridge," Su Jingyu said as she carried the groceries into the kitchen.

Shen Feng nonchalantly sat down on the sofa. If it weren't for the Void Spirit Stone, he would never have followed her here.

Since he was here, he could only wait for Su Jingyu to cook a meal that would probably be hard for him to swallow.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Soon.

The sounds of cooking came from the kitchen, and the scent of food wafted out.

Although he was certain Su Jingyu's cooking would be hard to swallow, a young woman from this era who could cook was indeed rare.

As Shen Feng closed his eyes to rest, preparing to practice Emperor King Jue, a sudden scream came from the kitchen: "Ah~"

"Bang!"

Then the sound of a basin falling to the floor. Shen Feng immediately stood up, and by the time he reached the kitchen,

he saw Su Jingyu on the floor, with a stainless steel basin lying quietly beside her, her clothes soaked with water.

She had just finished cooking a dish of braised ribs. When she tried to take a basin out of the sink, she didn't realize the floor was wet. As she lifted the basin, she lost her footing and tragically fell, spilling the water from the basin all over herself.

Looking at her wet clothes, Su Jingyu abruptly ordered, "Shen Feng, turn around."

She struggled to stand up, but it seemed she had twisted her right foot. When she put pressure on it, she let out a cry of pain and fell to the floor again.

Shen Feng, feeling helpless, shrugged his shoulders. How long would he have to wait to find out the origin of the Void Spirit Stone at this rate?

He walked over and scooped Su Jingyu up into his arms, not wanting to waste any more time, "Do you plan to sit here all day? I've told you, I'm not interested in you."

Su Jingyu, blushing in Shen Feng's arms, bit her lip tightly, her heart beating uncontrollably fast.

Yet, upon hearing Shen Feng's words, Su Jingyu began to struggle, "Put me down, put me down."

They were already out of the kitchen and in the living room.

At her words, Shen Feng let go, and Su Jingyu fell onto the sofa.

Facing Su Jingyu's angry glare, Shen Feng said, "Didn't you ask me to put you down? Or do you actually like me and have been speaking in opposites all along?"

Su Jingyu, breathing heavily with anger, was about to explode when a hungry growl came from her stomach.

Instantly, she deflated like a punctured balloon and deliberately turned her head away.

Eager to learn about the origin of the Void Spirit Stone without delay, Shen Feng didn't want to waste time. Relying solely on an electronic picture, he couldn't deduce where the Void Spirit Stone was. He said, "I'll cook this meal using your ingredients, as if you invited me. Once I'm done, you're going to tell me about that stone right away."

Before Su Jingyu could reply, Shen Feng directly walked into the kitchen.

Watching Shen Feng's back as he entered the kitchen, Su Jingyu clenched her hand and muttered to herself, "Freak, he's just a freak. How am I worse than a stone? I really want to see what kind of burnt mess you're going to cook up."

There were pajamas on the sofa that could be changed into, and feeling damp all over was quite uncomfortable. After making sure Shen Feng wouldn't come out for the time being, she changed into the pajamas.

In the kitchen.

Shen Feng glanced at the braised spare ribs Su Jingyu had prepared. He had no intention of tasting them and looked for some ingredients in the kitchen, not wanting to cook anything too complicated.

Eventually, Shen Feng decided to simply make two bowls of vegetable noodles, after all, he hadn't come here to cook.

He filled a pot with water and turned on the heat.

After the water boiled, Shen Feng added the noodles into the pot, and then the cleaned vegetables as well.

After cooking for a while, he took out a bottle containing Immortal Flavor Liquid and dropped a single drop of it into the pot.

Just as he had done when cooking the seafood porridge, he activated the Immortal Flavor Liquid with the Emperor King Jue technique.

In the living room, Su Jingyu smelled a faint fragrance.

This scent wasn't very strong, yet it made her, who had caught a whiff, feel hungrier, as if it were an appetizer.

After a short while, Shen Feng came out carrying two bowls of vegetable noodles and a bowl of Su Jingyu's braised spare ribs.

When Su Jingyu saw that Shen Feng had only made vegetable noodles, she finally saw an opportunity to strike back, "Don't tell me you just boiled the noodles and vegetables. You should try some of my braised spare ribs instead!"

The two bowls of vegetable noodles Shen Feng had cooked.

The broth was clear to the bottom, and each strand of noodle swayed inside, like fish swimming in a river, with the greens on top as vibrant as jade.

The effect of the Immortal Flavor Liquid was to make the ingredients more pure and to bring out the most authentic flavor of the ingredients.

"It looks nice, but it must taste terrible," Su Jingyu kept criticizing, very curious about how Shen Feng managed to cook the vegetables so beautifully.

Shen Feng had no intention of bickering with Su Jingyu, "Can you now tell me the origin of that stone?"

Su Jingyu picked up a bowl of the vegetable noodles Shen Feng had made, saying, "Let me take a bite of your noodles first, then I'll tell you."

She picked up a few strands of noodles and a vegetable with her chopsticks and put them into her mouth. Su Jingyu was really just forcing herself to take a bite of these vegetable noodles in an attempt to harshly criticize Shen Feng.

But as the noodles and vegetables entered her mouth and she chewed, the taste assaulted her taste buds.

The noodles were incredibly springy; she had never eaten noodles with such elasticity, which seemed to be wrestling in her mouth.

And from the vegetables, a sweet and fresh fragrance was released, as if placing her in the midst of nature, embodying the taste of nature itself.

The flavor of the noodles wasn't intense, just a faint fragrance, but it was this pure taste that made it extremely comforting, as if her whole mouth now contained nature itself, and even her mood completely relaxed.

Su Jingyu's chopsticks moved faster and faster, and within a short time, she had finished a bowl of vegetable noodles.

Looking at the empty bowl in her hands, recalling the supremely refreshing taste of these vegetable noodles, and then thinking of her own dishes, she really felt embarrassingly unskilled.

She stared at the untouched bowl of vegetable noodles in front of Shen Feng, and inadvertently swallowed.

This plot development wasn't right! She had intended to conquer Shen Feng's stomach, but now her own stomach had been conquered by a bowl of Shen Feng's vegetable noodles? When had her standards become so cheap?

"What's the matter? Want more? You ate quite quickly, how was the taste?" Shen Feng asked with a smile.

Su Jingyu's face immediately flushed red, "I was just really hungry. It's just a bowl of ordinary vegetable noodles, who would covet that!"