The prince is too bad, the princess is too strange

"That... I want to say that I have medicine for wind and cold on my body..." Zhuo Ye looked at their strange reaction, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, did he say something inappropriate?

The boy's expression relaxed when he heard the words, and then he was overjoyed: "I'll go to the car to get the pot for decocting medicine." As he said that, he got up and was about to leave the temple.

Zhuo Ye called him quickly and said, "It's a pill, no need to fry it."

Zhuo Ye opened the travel bag and took out a white plastic box from it. This is her medicine box, which contains some commonly used medicines: cold medicine, anti-inflammatory medicine, stomach medicine, antidiarrheal medicine, motion sickness medicine, green ointment, red medicine, Band-aids, cotton swabs, bandages... the box is not big, but it is full of things. Fortunately, each medicine does not take up much space.

Her physical condition has always been good, and she seldom gets sick. As long as she doesn't suffer from any serious illness, these things can be used for a long time. "It's a pity that they all have a shelf life, at most two years, hey..." Zhuo Ye sighed in his heart One sound.

Zhuo Ye opened the packaging box of Contac, took out two capsules and handed them to them: "Here, take one capsule first, every twelve... no, take another capsule every six hours." She originally wanted to say I ate the other pill for twelve hours, and suddenly remembered that in ancient times, time seemed to be counted by hour, and one hour was equal to two hours, so I changed it temporarily.

Zhuo Ye thought to himself: "The ancients did not take western medicine, and there was no antidrug in their body. Two pills should be enough. Even if they can't recover, they can relieve it. If they survive tonight, they will naturally invite a doctor when they enter the city tomorrow."

Ever since Zhuo Ye took out the medicine box, the boy had been lingering between her and the box with puzzled and curious eyes. The man in black also showed a hint of surprise on his face, and the man who was busy fighting with his illness The sick and beautiful man who is struggling has the most normal expression, maybe he can't take care of making too many expressions...

The man in black looked at the two strange orange pills in Zhuo Ye's hand, frowned and pursed his lips. After a while, he got up and moved to Zhuo Ye as quickly as lightning, grabbed the pills in her hand with one hand, and He squeezed Zhuo Ye's chin with his hand, threw one of the capsules into her mouth, and forced her to swallow it before letting go.

"Cough...Third brother, you...hey..." The man in white shook his head helplessly.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Zhuo Ye choked on the capsule and coughed worse than the sickly handsome man. After grabbing the travel mug and filling it, he calmed down and looked up at the man in black angrily: "If you're worried, don't give it to him! "It's really good intentions that are not rewarded. She couldn't see the sick and handsome man's uncomfortable appearance, so she gave medicine with good intentions, but this vile man actually took her to test the medicine!"

The man in black sat back to his original position without saying a word, staring at Zhuo Ye, as if waiting for her reaction after taking the medicine.

Zhuo Ye's fists opened and closed, and finally he let out a breath and endured it!There is no way, she can't fight with force, and she can't swear at others, and she is afraid of being strangled to death!She didn't know what else to do besides endure.

"Girl, cough... I'm really sorry..." the man in white said to Zhuo Ye apologetically.

Zhuo Ye was still depressed and didn't give him a good look, so he snorted coldly and didn't speak.

About half an hour later, the man in black saw that Zhuo Ye did not have any adverse reactions, and the expression on his face was calm and calm, so he handed the remaining capsule to the man in white's lips with confidence. .