After wearing the book, I used the male lead as a drug guide

Chapter 68 Young Master, there is a distinguished guest visiting
For Chu Shuolan, it doesn't make much difference whether he can live for three years or five years.

Since he knew that the toxins in his body could not be stripped away, and he had to wait for death, he had already accepted his fate.

For the past 16 years, during the limited time he was alive, he was just waiting to die.

Qi Su's arrival revealed his last remaining time, which was much better than he expected.

Even if he lived for another year or two, he would still die. His body needs to be hanged with soup and medicine every day, and sometimes he really feels very tired.

To say that the only regret in this life is that he doesn't know his own life experience.

Qi Su saw that Chu Shuolan's complexion was not good, it seemed to be a little paler, and there was no trace of blood on his face.

He restrained his emotions, stood up and came to Chu Shuolan, and stretched out his hand to pinch his wrist.

Feeling the other party's weak pulse, Qi Su's face suddenly sank, "Chu Shuolan, did you not take your medicine this morning?!"

When the latter heard his words, his face was as calm as water, and his brows and eyes were full of gentleness.

His eyes casually looked at a blue potted plant on the table in front of the window.

Qi Su followed his line of sight and saw the potted plant, he let go of Chu Shuolan's hands and ran away.

Before coming to the potted plant, he bent over and sniffed it, and soon he smelled a strange faint smell.

This could not help but make Qi Su's face even more gloomy.

He turned his head and stared fixedly at Chu Shuolan, who was sitting in a wheelchair, "You're doing great! You poured out the soup that was boiled for you, don't you want to live anymore?! Your body is a mess now. You can't stop the medicine!"

The corners of Chu Shuolan's lips were smiling, and his peach-blossom eyes were full of calm: "The taste is too smelly and weird, I can't drink it. If you still use this medicine in the future, there is no need to waste any more time."

"..."

These words were so righteous, Qi Su stared and pursed his lips.

After a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "Just because it tastes bad, you pour it all out?"

Chu Shuolan's answer was to turn the wheelchair under him and walk towards the bed.

The travel journal he read this morning is still there.

Seeing his appearance, Qi Su pressed his forehead helplessly, and said in a compromise: "Okay, okay, I'll change your medicine in the afternoon, if you still pour the medicine down, don't blame me for gulping you down next time."

Speaking of which, it was also his fault. He had been in a bad mood for the past two days, so he gave Chu Shuolan another medicine that had a strange smell and a bad smell.

This is his bad taste, it will pop up inadvertently, there is no way to change it, and there is no way to get used to it.

However, this was the first time he had compromised with a patient, mainly because Chu Shuolan really didn't "cherish his life".

For other patients, even if he gave a lump of shit, the other patient would eat it.

Hearing Qi Su's compromise, Chu Shuolan, who had his back turned to him, slowly raised the corners of his lips.

He's not stupid, naturally he didn't throw away all the medicine, he just poured the rest of the drink into the potted plant.

Qi Su changed his dressing when he was in a bad mood, he knew there was something wrong with it, and that's why he acted like this.

Touching the travel notes on the bed, Chu Shuolan turned the wheelchair, and faced Qi Su with a faint smile: "Thanks for your trouble, Doctor Qi."

Facing his deep and dark eyes, Qi Su unexpectedly dodged a little, as if Chu Shuolan had seen through him.

He said dryly: "You're welcome—"

Seeing his unnatural expression, the smile on Chu Shuolan's eyes became more real.

"My lord, the master and his wife are here, bringing the distinguished guests to visit."

Ming En's voice sounded from outside.

(End of this chapter)