Chapter 118: Senior Student Ziyi, No Matter How Handsome You Are, I Won’t Accept You!
Leng Yanfei instructed her son and went out to wash clothes.
Ye Chuxiao leaned against the head of the bed, still weak.
Lu Ziyi placed the medicine bowl on the bedside cabinet, then moved a chair from the desk to the bedside.
Ye Chuxiao slowly turned her head, her gaze lingering on the bowl of dark medicine, then slowly shifted her gaze away.
Her small face looked as if she had no will to live, wishing the medicine would disappear if she didn’t look at it.
In France, she didn’t drink this kind of boiled traditional Chinese medicine. It was only occasionally when she returned to the country and stayed at the Ye Family Main Residence that she fell ill once, and the family doctor prescribed traditional Chinese medicine.
After drinking it just once, she would never forget it; it was unbearably bitter, so much so that she couldn’t forget it even if she wanted to!
Lu Ziyi sat on the chair by the bed, seeing Ye Chuxiao’s listless appearance. Her delicate eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and her small, pale lips were pressed together, as if enduring something.
Is Xiaoxiao about to cry?
Lu Ziyi felt guilty and heartbroken. He said in a husky voice, “I’m sorry, Xiaoxiao, for making you suffer. I took you to the mountain ridge but didn’t take good care of you.”
Ye Chuxiao gently shook her head, remaining silent, still looking like she was enduring.
Lu Ziyi’s well-defined fingers touched the white porcelain medicine bowl. Feeling that the temperature was right for drinking, he picked up the bowl and said, “Xiaoxiao, drink your medicine. Uncle said that once you sweat, the cold qi in your body will come out, and you’ll be fine.”
“Mmm…” Ye Chuxiao grunted, her back stiffening. She watched with wide eyes as the bowl of medicine was slowly brought closer to her, then to her lips.
Ye Chuxiao’s delicate nose wrinkled. The smell of medicine unpreventably wafted in, bringing a very unpleasant olfactory experience.
“Xiaoxiao, drink your medicine.” Lu Ziyi’s magnetic voice spoke gentle and caring words, with a soothing and alluring power, causing Ye Chuxiao to purse her lips at the edge of the bowl.
“Mmm…” Ye Chuxiao grunted again. It was so bitter! Senior Student Ziyi, no matter how handsome you are or how pleasant your voice is, I’m not drinking this medicine anymore.
Ye Chuxiao made her final desperate struggle: “The medicine… the medicine is still… so hot!”
Lu Ziyi held the medicine bowl, not finding it too hot, but drinking a whole bowl of medicine in one go might require it to be a bit cooler.
Lu Ziyi placed the medicine bowl back on the bedside cabinet to wait.
He reached out and touched Ye Chuxiao’s forehead; it was still very hot.
He tenderly stroked her slightly messy hair and said softly, “Drink your medicine and get better soon, okay?”
“Mmm…” Ye Chuxiao just wanted to cry. How could she avoid drinking this bowl of medicine?
After waiting for a while, Lu Ziyi felt the medicine had cooled considerably. He brought the medicine bowl to Ye Chuxiao’s lips again and said, “Xiaoxiao, drink it all in one go. That’s how I drink traditional Chinese medicine, and it doesn’t feel as bitter.”
Ye Chuxiao did not heed Lu Ziyi’s advice. She still took a small sip and then said with a wrinkled little face, “It’s hot…”
Still hot? Lu Ziyi looked at Ye Chuxiao with a faint smile as she drooped her little head.
Little girl, I was fooled once, and I won’t be fooled a second time!
“Xiaoxiao,” Lu Ziyi said softly, “are you afraid of the bitterness?”
Senior Student Ziyi saw right through me! Ye Chuxiao pouted, tilted her face up, on the verge of tears, and said pitifully, “Senior Student Ziyi, please don’t… okay? It’s so bitter!”
“Be good,” Lu Ziyi coaxed, “you’ll get better after drinking the medicine!”
Ye Chuxiao resisted: “If I cover myself with the quilt and seal it up tightly, I’ll sweat too.”
“But you need to expel the cold qi from your body. If you sweat under the quilt and then catch a chill again, it’s no good.”
