Chapter 535: Bitter Medicine Is Hard to Swallow

Decoction?

Xie Jin was silent for a moment, staring at Xuanyuan Yao's handsome and calm face for a moment, feeling a bad premonition slowly brewing in his heart.

His hunch soon proved to be correct.

Xuanyuan Yao chatted with him for a while, during which he served him tea and water, took him to the toilet, washed his face and hands, and was also responsible for chatting with him, taking good care of him.

However, half an hour later, when the maid came in with the decoction, Xie Jin immediately frowned.

The pungent smell makes people want to stay away from it.

As if he couldn't see the disgusted expression on his face, Xuanyuan Yao took the tray from the maid's hand, motioned for her to step back, and then sat in front of the bed with the bowl in hand.

"The medicine is a bit hot." Xuanyuan Yao said calmly, "You can drink it slowly."

Xie Jin stared at the bowl of medicine, frowning, as if he was worried that Xuanyuan Yao might poison it: "Chu Nanyi didn't say I needed to drink medicine."

"Really?" Xuanyuan Yao frowned, "Maybe it's because you were asleep more often and less awake, so you forgot to tell you. Today, you knew I was coming to Jinyuan to take care of you, so you told me. "

Xie Jin said nothing, his lips tightened, and he was obviously very resistant to this bowl of soup.

Xuanyuan Yao stared at him suspiciously: "Are you afraid that I will poison you?"

Xie Jin smiled sarcastically: "How could it be possible? If Yaoyao really wants me to die, I will definitely fulfill Yaoyao's wish without hesitation."

The problem is that the decoction without poison is really difficult to swallow.

Xuanyuan Yao's expression changed slightly: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I don't take medicine." Xie Jin turned away, "Take it away."

Xuanyuan Yao was stunned for a moment, silently looking down at the dark soup in the bowl, and then looking up at Xie Jin who was resisting. As if he thought of something, the corner of his mouth slowly raised a playful arc: "Ajin, are you afraid of taking medicine?"

Xie Jin lay down on the bed calmly, with a tired look on his face: "I'm not afraid, but there's just no need to drink this kind of thing."

"I've never heard that people who are injured, sick or poisoned don't feel the need to take medicine." Xuanyuan Yao said in a calm tone, "When the Lord was injured, he drank medicine for several days. Are you more difficult to serve than the Lord?"

Xie Jin sighed: "Yao Yao, this is not a question of whether it is difficult to serve, it is really not necessary."

"It's not up to you to decide whether to use it or not." Xuanyuan Yao seemed to have finally caught his seven inches, with a bit of suppressed excitement in his voice, "It took the maid almost an hour to fry it, and Chu Nanyi is open This prescription is extremely expensive, don’t waste your time and money.”

Xie Jin shook his head.

Xuanyuan Yao seemed to be coaxing a child: "You can get better faster by taking medicine."

Xie Jin had no intention of getting better quickly. He had already prepared to stay in bed for two months. At this time, it was naturally even more impossible for him to drink this bowl of bitter medicine in order to get better quickly.

So he raised his hand and pulled up the quilt to cover his head: "I won't drink."

Xuanyuan Yao was silent for a moment, and then his tone became calmer: "Master Xie Jiu is indeed very arrogant and difficult to serve. I don't have time to waste time with you here. Since you don't want to drink, I will have someone take it down and pour it out."

After saying that, he really wanted to turn around and leave.

"Yao Yao." Xie Jin pulled down the quilt and turned to look at him, his brows furrowed tightly, "Are you angry?"

Xuanyuan Yao paused slightly, but did not turn around. He just faced him with his back: "How dare I, General, vent my anger on Mr. Xie Jiu?"

Xie Jin looked at him without saying a word, secretly thinking that the tone of his words was obviously different, and he said he wasn't angry?

It's just a bowl of soup, isn't it?

He sat up resignedly and said, "I'll drink."

From an angle that he couldn't see, Xuanyuan Yao curled his lips successfully, then turned around and walked back to the inner room, his expression returned to calm: "Good medicine is bitter in taste and good for the disease."

"Yao Yao is right." Xie Jin raised his arm, "But my hands are inconvenient, Yao Yao feed me."

Xuanyuan Yao has no problem.

He sat on the stool and began to feed Xie Jin the medicine with a spoon. Although just smelling the medicine, he knew how difficult it was to swallow the bowl of medicine, but after he actually took his mouth, Xie Jin was still so bitter that he wanted to cry. His face was almost wrinkled.

The bitter taste fermented in your mouth, traveling down your throat and making your stomach churn.

Xie Jin resisted the feeling of nausea and vomiting, and swallowed the medicine without hesitation.

bitter.

Indescribable suffering.

He had never drank such bitter medicine since he was a child, and he felt that his internal organs were being invaded by the bitter taste.

Xuanyuan Yao frowned and looked at him. Seeing that his eyebrows were wrinkled, he couldn't help but wonder, was he really such a big reaction?

Although the decoction and medicine are all bitter, isn’t it true that the ninth master of the Xie family is not afraid of anything? Who has never been sick or injured since childhood?

If you catch a cold, you have to drink two patches of medicine to get better.

Xuanyuan Yao thought that Xie Jin was pretending to win his sympathy. After all, this guy was always used to pretending to act, so he didn't fall for it and just said lightly: "If you really can't drink it, I won't force you. After all, your body is yours and you don’t take it seriously, so what do I have to worry about?”

After hearing this, Xie Jin couldn't help but complain in his heart.

In vain, with his exquisite heart, he carefully lured the little leopard into the love network he had set up, but he really didn't expect that he would fall into the hands of the little leopard because of a bowl of soup.

"It's really bitter." Xie Jin whispered, his voice sounded pitiful, "Yao Yao, why don't you try it yourself?"

Xuanyuan Yao shook his head and put a spoon to his mouth: "The soup and medicine are all bitter. I know it without tasting it, but you still have to drink it."

Xie Jin opened his mouth helplessly and swallowed a mouthful of medicine down his throat. The bitter taste swept through his heart again. He felt that the process that was supposed to be enjoyable had now become a torture to torture him.

Xie Jin pursed his lips tightly, suppressing the overwhelming discomfort in his stomach, and directly reached out to take the medicine bowl, deciding to take a sip and die early.

Xuanyuan Yao raised his eyebrows and was about to praise him, but he saw Xie Jin suddenly got up from the bed, staggered out without even putting on his shoes, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Xuanyuan Yao's heart sank, and he chased after him subconsciously: "A Jin!"

After chasing him outside Jinyuan, he saw Xie Jin lying in a small flower garden and vomiting all over the place. The sound was like he was about to vomit out his spleen and gallbladder, which was very frightening.

"A Jin." Xuanyuan Yao walked over, ignoring the bitter and unpleasant smell emanating from the air. His eyes fell on Xie Jin's pale face, and his brows furrowed deeply, "You..."

Xie Jin turned to look at him when he heard the sound. His face was pale and pale, and there was a bit of crystal water in the corners of his eyes. He looked really...seriously, glamorous and endearing.

It pierced Xuanyuan Yao's heart all of a sudden.

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