Reaching her room, ChunLi’s heart ached
to see that the young man was still suffering, She grabbed his hand
to reassure him that she had return with help, she could not tell if he
knew. As much as she wished to hold his hand and comfort him, she had to
relinquish him reluctantly to Master Gen.
Gen took the young man’s pulse and check his tongue and lifted his eyelids, he had a rough diagnosis but shot a look at ChunLi’s father, a brief silent conversation seem to take place and the stern man in the red checkered shirt just nodded.
Gen took out an acupuncture kit and begins
to administer to the young man. Both ChunLi and Ken seem to wince as the
long thin needle prodded Ryu.
“Will he be okay?” Wishing she could do
more for the young man.
“Keep an eye on her.” Her father said as
Ken followed ChunLi out.
Under the scrutiny of ChunLi’s father,
Gen worked quickly and steadily. Placing certain needles into specific
pressure points, to unlock, to clear and to divert his qi. Slowly but steadily
the young man responded as his tremors subsided.
Through Ryu’s hazy rest he thought he felt two high level qi nearby, there were voices too. He tried to open his eyes but they were too heavy, his body would not respond. The duo then started conversing away in some dialect he heard Chun Li used before, he couldn’t quite follow it as she hadn’t got around to teaching him anything yet.
“Ah Shen ge zai tai hei lei gei mn chou ah. (Sho’s son is not bad looking)” A stern voice commented. Something about this voice sounded familiar and somebody wiped the perspiration from his forehead. He felt rather uncomfortable about this person, he didn’t know why. He thought he felt Burning red eyes in the same room. He could feel that his dark half was highly agitated about something. What did he meant by the source of odd heat ?!
“Lei mai fong sum lor. Lei ge loi ge ngan
gong gau ho. (You should be comforted that your daughter has good taste)”
A sharp retort as a strange third qi join the duo.
“Zhui yan! Ngo mo yoke doo hui! Oui guai zao guai lei ge Muei Kwai tai ken cheong (Master! I never touch him! Blame your dear Rose for being too anxious.). An odd little laugh answered it. He had heard it before but can’t remember where. His heartbeat lowered and finally his breathing even out.
As time went on by the conversation became mumbling to him and through that he felt more and more drowsy until he fell into a dreamless state of sleep.
Back and forth she kept pacing, the soup could take care of itself for all she cared. Ken was seated at sofa helping himself to a bowl of soup. There was a knock on the front door and Ken noting that ChunLi didn’t noticed answered it for her.
A young man near his age, sharp looking lad who bears a passing resemblance to a certain late great kung fu legend. As much as Ken enjoyed the works of that great legend, something about this guy bothered him. The young man was startled to see Ken at the door. Ken thought the visitor was sizing him up.
“Is Simui home?” he asked, his English
The young man tried to force his way in but Ken prevented him, he simply offered an apology and closed the door. He needed to check on Ryu too.
Ryu looked a whole lot more serene as he lay upon her bed, now wearing one of the newly purchase t-shirt as his sweat stained shirt lay on the floor. She was by his side once again after pulling up the peach coloured comforter for him.
Using a small towel she wiped off the perspiration on his forehead , her hand lingered upon his face. She was relived that he turned out to be okay. She felt that she was responsible for his illness since she willfully dragged him out of his dojo knowing that he might be unwell.
“Its not your fault.” Ken said as
he came in
“Call me when he wakes.”
“Whoa! That’s a whole lot of cheongsams!”
Grabbing himself a book: Shadow Lore Chronicles Book 6 – The Legacies of Bloodlines, he raised an amused eyebrow at the title and began to read, and then looks up and waved the reluctant ChunLi away.
His somewhat fuzzy mind took in every detail of her youthful beauty. She was in the midst of braiding up her hair when he woken, by the time she had them braided up he still couldn’t figure out what scent it was that she was using. Noticing that he had wakened she moved closer to him. Her infectious smile warmed more than just his heart when she placed her palm upon his forehead to check his temperature.
She was wearing a pale green cheongsam
inspired sleeveless blouse with matching knee length shorts . A pale bluish
scarf tied to her waist like a sash. He felt he could get lost in those
beautiful brown eyes, groggily he smiled her, enjoying the blush
that she answered him with.
And then he recognized and remembered her
name, his mind now fully awaken and clear. He attempted to get up but felt
a little sore.
Ryu found himself in a slighty larger than single size bed, sitting upon a thick foam mattress. A peach coloured comforter covered his lower body . The room he is in is pale blue in colour.
“Feeling better? A male voice asked him. He turned to the voice of his blond friend. There he sat by the window, a small waist height bookshelf beside him and a work desk beside the shelf. Ken wasn’t looking at him, he was still reading his book.
ChunLi had with her a bowl of warm soup and she proceeded to feed Ryu. Cubes of carrots, potatoes, some slices of onions, bits of tomato and some shredded chicken meat was in the soup as well as some rice. The warm soup tasted somewhat peppery.
“How long have I being out?”
Ryu realised with a blush that he had being
staring at her rather rudely and averted his gaze. Ken chuckled earning
himself a fearsome glare.
ChunLi straightened with her find, a large bottle of whiskey – swirling within the transparent bottle along with the alcohol were leaves, roots, what seem like a lizard, some other unidentifiable ingredients and what Ryu thought to be a crackle of wispy blue energy. (I got a bottle of this at home minus the lizard). ChunLi gave that bottle of liquid another slow swirl in front of Ryu.
She unstopped the bottle and Ken waved
his hand before his face as the pungent alcoholic scent invades the very
“Only if you have internal injuries.” She
giggled seeing Ryu sighed in relief while Ken chuckled. Pouring a tiny
bit in her palm she then grabbed Ryu’s arm and rubbed the bruised in a
downward motion. By the time ChunLi finished tending to both their injuries
he was feeling a little giddy from the alcohol in the air.
|Interesting thing about this soup is that
the original one as made by Grandma contained pork ribs, Dad later took
over the recipe and threw in the chicken and tomatoes. Eventually I got
involve with the mainly chicken version and added pepper seeds.
Usually cook on a charcoal stove and letting it boil and simmer for a couple of hours. By evening the taste is incredible. Best drunk on cold days or days when I'm suffering from a cold.
And as for the soup and bits of ingredients covering the bit of rice, that's how I like to drink my soup when all I want is just something to drink. For a full meal, it be a bowl of rice covered by soup. *slurp*
2 Carrots - cubed
Toss carrots, potatos, onions, tomatos
and pepper seeds into pot of water.
And of course serve with a bowl of rice by the side.