The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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No matter how much she resisted in her heart, she still looked relatively calm and swallowed the bitter medicine in her mouth bit by bit. Gu Weimian was dumbfounded the whole time, and only reacted after the man put down the cup, "...Why are you drinking this?" Huo Yan turned his head to look at Wei Mian and said calmly, "Try it. I just wanted to see if I would feel uncomfortable after taking the second bite." As he spoke, he took the thermos and pushed his wheelchair to the flowerpot on the win...
No matter how much she resisted in her heart, she still looked relatively calm and swallowed the bitter medicine in her mouth bit by bit.
In order to prevent himself from losing composure, Gu Weimian picked up the cup and decided to drink it all in one gulp.
At worst, you can just vomit after drinking it!
The cup just touched his lips but was blocked by someone.
Gu Weimian looked at Huo Yan strangely.
What is going on this again?
The man took the cup and pressed his lips directly onto the place where Gu Weimian had drunk.
"Gudong..." a big mouthful.
Gu Weimian was dumbfounded the whole time, and only reacted after the man put down the cup, "...Why are you drinking this?"
Huo Yan turned his head to look at Wei Mian and said calmly, "Try it.
Gu Weimian didn't know that although her face was calm when she drank the medicine, a little bit of tears appeared in her amber eyes.
It was as if something hit his eyes, full of tiny rays of light, which Huo Yan could not bear.
Huo Yan looked at the medicine in the cup, picked up the cup and took another sip.
Gu Weimian's expression changed: "... Could it be that you have tasted the flavor? You can't just drink something delicious."
This is medicine!
Huo Yan shook his head and said expressionlessly: "It doesn't taste good."
He glanced at the medicine in the cup and frowned slightly, "It's really bitter.
Gu Weimian was stunned, "Then you didn't taste it the first time you took a bite?"
It was the first time she found Huo Yan so funny. The bitter taste in her mouth faded away. At this moment, Gu Weimian just wanted to laugh.
Huo Yan's dark eyes were deep and quiet. After staring at each other for a moment, the pair of dark pupils were covered by the man's drooping eyelashes. "I tasted it. I just wanted to see if I would feel uncomfortable after taking the second bite."
As he spoke, he took the thermos and pushed his wheelchair to the flowerpot on the windowsill and poured the medicine directly into it.
There was astonishment in Gu Weimian's eyes. He wanted to see how painful the second bite would be.
Her brows furrowed slightly. Was Huo Yan trying the medicine for her again?
When this thought came to his mind, Gu Weimian felt a little dumbfounded and stood there in a daze.
After a few seconds, Gu Weimian realized that Huo Yan had poured out all the medicine.
She stood up quickly and asked, "Why did you pour out the medicine?"
"It's too bitter." To Huo Yan, this taste was nothing, but Gu Weimian couldn't stand it.
He knew how delicate Gu Weimian's tongue was. You couldn't see it on weekdays. She seemed to eat everything, whether delicious or not. It was just that Gu Weimian's upbringing made her not picky about food.
But when it came to food that didn't taste good, she would just take a few bites out of politeness. For example, when she saw the cold steak that time, she saw that Gu Weimian had to drink water continuously to be able to swallow it.
Gu Weimian was a little conflicted, "Actually...it will pass if you just bear with it."
As for medicine, there is no medicine that is not bitter.
Huo Yan pursed his lips and was silent for a few seconds before he said calmly, "You don't need to endure it."
Gu Weimian doesn't need to endure, and he doesn't need to experience all the suffering in this world.
He was reluctant and wouldn't allow it.
Gu Weimian looked at the empty cup in silence for a moment.
She hugged her knees and watched the man silently unpack the western medicine, then took out another thermos and poured out all the porridge inside.
"Go and rest after eating."
Gu Weimian responded obediently and lowered his head to drink his porridge.
It was the cooking skill of her favorite chef. It was thick but not sticky, fresh but not greasy. It finally came back to life for her tongue which had lost its taste for food in the past few days due to being sick.