In the kitchen, there was a large water jar, two stove, an old table, and two small wooden chairs with knives and plates on them. In one corner, there was a pile of firewood.

"Ning Yu, start a fire, I'm going to handle the fish!" If it was any other time, she wouldn't be able to make a move. She had her father at home, and she had a father here, but men and women had to change places here, so she couldn't bear to have Ning Yu make a move on her.

However, Ning Yu also came out and said, "Little Lou! This fish is too fishy, why don't I do it? "

He looked at her delicate hands. Although she was a woman, she was still a doctor. Usually, she would just be grabbing medicine or something. She definitely hadn't done any menial work.

Zhan Xiaolou shook her head. "I am not that delicate. I can do it. You should start a fire. I will make some fish soup later. The fish soup has some nourishment, so I can give it to auntie to drink."

As she spoke, she kept scraping the scales under her hands.

When Ning Yu saw that she was already starting to take off the scale, she didn't insist and went to make the pancake instead. He had no noodles at home, only some brown flour and some bran.

However, he intentionally picked up some vegetables instead of mixing with the bran. This was planted in the garden by himself, because the land had already been sold, leaving only the garden behind the house. His mother's health had not been well, so Ning Yu did all of this herself.

There was no meat in the house, so he felt extremely sorry that he had been too slow in staying at Zhan Lou.

She had come all this way to treat her mother. Not only did she not give money for a doctor's consultation, she had also asked him to cook and pick herbs for her …

Ning Yu felt displeasure in her heart.

Soon, Lou Cheng dealt with a fish that weighed more than three catties and brought it into the house. He carefully sliced the fish into pieces on the board, cut the bones into pieces and put them to one side, and then cut the bones with an onion. Mother Ning was sick, so she was not suitable to eat greasy fish.

Ning Yu had already started a fire on who, but Zhan Xiaolou found that there was nothing. There wasn't even any oil. He asked, "Do you have any oil or salt?"

Ning Yu said, "I have a little salt and no oil. I'll go and chop some firewood tomorrow. I can buy some back." Ning Yu couldn't bring herself to say that she'd already run out of money to buy supplies for her mother's illness.

"Right." Thinking of something, Ning Yu brought out two eggs from an unknown place. "These two eggs were given to me by Aunt Wang from next door some time ago."

There were originally five, but three had already been fed to his mother.

Zhan Xiaolou smiled.

"This egg is much better, give it to me!"

She found a large porcelain bowl, beat an egg, found a pair of chopsticks, and scattered some salt. Without any sesame oil, she put some peanut oil in the bowl, added some water, and stirred it with chopsticks. Ten minutes later, the Battle God Doctor carefully brought the bowl out and told Ning Yu to send it to his mother first.

Mother was already awake. After drinking a glass of water, Ning Yu brought the eggs over and stewed them until they were very tender. It was rare for Mother Ning to have a good appetite and even eat the eggs, but she didn't expect that Battle Little Lou had good medical skills and could cook. She looked at her son and thought that if her son could find such a good wife, she would die with peace in her eyes.

However … How could that be? How could such an outstanding person like Doctor Zhan possibly fancy his own son? Moreover, his own son was so ugly, how could he be worthy of the warring doctor's appearance?

Mother Ning sighed. If she could personally see Ning Yu marry a good and capable person like Doctor Zhan and have an end to her life, she would immediately die and rest in peace.