famous moon

Chapter 1705
Rice and Triton hurriedly smiled and said, "Don't worry, don't get angry, we were just kidding you."

Just as he was talking, two little girls came in, one with the medicine in his hand, and the other with a big earthen jar filled with fragrance.

Zhuo Xin'er smelled the fragrance and asked quickly: "What is this?"

Rice picked up the bowl and said, "Drink this up obediently, and then, hey, I'll give you that soup again. Remember, uh, you have to drink all the medicine before you can drink that soup."

Zhuo Xin'er looked at the bowl of medicinal juice, couldn't help but frown, and said: "This medicine is so dark, I don't want to drink it, just looking at it reminds me of the water in the stinky ditch downstairs before us, If it wasn't for the time travel, I really thought I scooped a bowl directly from that stinky ditch."

Rice said: "Then you should smell this bowl of soup again."

As he spoke, he filled a bowl of soup and brought it in front of her. He purposely passed under her nose. The nose was not covered, so the sense of smell did not fail. Immediately, with red hearts in his eyes, he said, "Rice! , We are such strong buddies, you can't treat me like this, just give me a sip of soup."

Rice cut off the gauze on her mouth with a knife and said, "You have to drink the medicine before you can drink the soup."

"No, please, I don't want to drink medicine, I want to drink soup."

As Zhuo Xin'er said, a tear came out of her eyes, Rice quickly wiped it away for her, and said: "No, you must drink the medicine first, why don't you try this soup first?"

"Yeah."

Rice smiled and fed her a sip of the soup, and said, "How does it taste?"

Zhuo Xin'er nodded and said, "The taste is really extraordinary."

"Then you can drink the soup after you drink up the medicine."

"No, the medicine is so ugly, don't drink it, I can just drink the soup."

"No, the doctor said that you have some internal injuries, so you need to drink medicine."

Zhuo Xin'er greedily looked at the bowl of soup, finally made up her mind, gritted her teeth, stomped her feet and raised her chest, and said with a dignified and generous attitude: "Come on, just pour it down for me!"

Rice nodded, and said with great relief, "That's right, come on, be good, open your mouth."

He coaxed Zhuo Xin'er like a child, and Zhuo Xin'er drank the dark concoction in one gulp. Although it was very bitter, a bit bitterer than the traditional Chinese medicine she drank before, but her But my heart is sweet.

After drinking the medicine, Rice fed her soup again, which made her frown open, and a smile appeared on her face.

Zhuo Xin'er said: "What kind of soup is this? It's so delicious, um, after drinking it, I still feel a heat flowing in my body. Oh, rice, did you give me the rare soup that is said to be rare in N years? What kind of fruit? It is the one that is often similar in martial arts novels."

Rice wiped off his sweat and said, "Ahem, cough, that... miss, you've read too many novels, I don't blame you, just don't get mad, good boy, go to sleep, you bleed too much, this medicine is to cure you." You are injured internally, this soup is for your blood, you need to sleep now."

Zhuo Xin'er nodded and said: "Well, I'm going to sleep now, but you can't let me sleep half-sitting like this? At least you have to support me to sleep."

(End of this chapter)