Qiao Jing's temple suddenly throbbed, and she glanced sidelong at Zhou Fu with a slanted look.
Zhou Fu had just let slip in his excitement upon hearing that Qiao Jing cooked for Zhan Qipei almost every day.
"He calls you Master?" Zhan Qipei's heart was hit by waves of shock as he pursed his thin lips, his burning gaze landing on Qiao Jing.
The whole world knew that Zhou Fu's master was Qiao Jing.
If Zhou Fu called her Master, then wasn't she the legendary Divine Doctor Jing?!
Then her medical skills couldn't possibly be mediocre!
At this thought, Zhan Qipei's dark pupils suddenly dilated.
The person who took him from the cornfield that day, who performed surgery on him, could it really be Qiao Jing?!
"Yeah, she's my Master. Her cooking is tasty, so I took her as my master to learn cooking," Zhou Fu said with a quick wit.
"What?" Zhan Qipei's excitement instantly froze.