Master turned to look at me, and I could tell from her eyes that she was very tired right now, and that she should sit down and rest immediately, and that she had to replenish her food quickly.
The temperature in the dissection room was so low just now, and the master was sweating so much because of fatigue, and the calories in her body were now insufficient, and she urgently needed food to replenish it.
The reason why Master saw me was because she knew that I was worried about Guo Mingze in the hospital, so if I said that I should go back, Master would definitely follow me back to the hospital to rest no matter how tired I was.
"Okay, Uncle Duan, it's hard for you to run, I'm almost hungry, my chest is close to my back, you know that Master is a workaholic, as long as he does his job, there will be no day or night, just now she dissected six corpses in one go, I have been standing beside her to make records, now my legs are like lead, I can't walk a single step, you better hurry up and pack back" I exaggerated almost hung on Uncle Duan's arm, looking at him with a look of being stunned by hunger and said.
Uncle Duan looked at me hanging on his arm, and said with a helpless smile: "You girl is not only a foodie but also a villain, what do you want to eat, I'll go pack it back immediately."
I pursed my lips and smiled, and thought about it for a long time, and finally held back a few words, and I felt unproductive, "I don't know how to order, but I'm so tired and my spirit is tired, so you just order some spicy dishes, it's best to be perverted and spicy, let's sober up our paralyzed brains."
Uncle Duan finally asked me what I was eating, but I didn't hold back anything, and I still fell in love with those spicy dishes that made people get angry and rotten after eating too much.
When I was a child, I didn't like to eat meat, and when I was young, there was no such thing as dieting because of beauty, I just simply felt that the meat was eaten in my mouth, and before I swallowed it in my throat, I began to have a feeling of motion sickness, and the feeling of wanting to vomit could not be suppressed There are only two ways to suppress that nausea.
One is to prepare a large glass of boiled water before eating, put it in a place where I can reach it, and if I feel nauseous, I immediately pour the water down my neck without panting, and push the nausea back.
In the beginning, as long as my mother saw me eating and drinking, she would nag endlessly, and I would let her quarrel for the first two years.
Later, she also knew that I might have a weak stomach problem, and I could neither eat too hot nor too cold, as if I had the disease of wealth.
However, the second method, which is a little healthier than the first, but not much better, is to put some small pickles mixed with chili peppers on the side.
At first, I just ate less and symbolically pinched a few chopsticks.
Since I ate it, I felt that it was better than water to relieve vomiting, and I started to eat spicy food and never returned I also once told my mother that chili cured me of nausea when eating, and my mother said unceremoniously: "What do you think is a good thing, don't eat nutritious meat, a little chili pepper is a delicious thing for you to eat, you are a young lady's body, the maid's life" My mother said that people are a set of sets, and they don't need to go home to learn from my grandmother, and they live by my mother's mouth all the year round. aa2705221: