C8 Refuse to Take Medicine

When Gu Yan Qing heard this, she lifted the curtain and entered the room. He was stunned for the rest of his life as he followed behind Ye Zichen.

Bai Ruotong was lying on the carved bed, pursing her lips. The servant girl beside her was trying to pour the soup into her mouth. She shook her head furiously and shrank back.

Gu Yan Qing saw the tears in her eyes and her nose turned red. Her heart softened and she quickly walked over to her, "Why are you not willing to take the medicine?"

"Your Highness, can we not drink?" "It's too bitter." Bai Ruotong pleaded with a soft voice. This "Your Highness" seemed to be a person of good will. She spat blood on his robe, but not only did he not blame her, he even brought her into the manor to treat her. If she were to plead with him, he probably wouldn't force her to drink the medicine.

Bai Ruotong was not afraid of the heavens or the earth, but the only thing she was afraid of was "suffering." In this dynasty, there was no Western medicine. Drinking such a bitter Chinese medicine made her tongue red. Unclothed.

"Get me some milk tea." Gu Yan Qing instructed.

"Yes." The servant felt as if a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders. She placed the soup on a small plate and turned around to leave.

Bai Ruotong pursed her lips and shook her head, "Your Highness, if Tun Tong's body has recovered, and if he doesn't want to take the medicine and only wants to return to the manor, I hope Your Highness can fulfill my wish."

Gu Yan Qing pondered for a moment, then turned around and asked for the rest of her life, "Can you not eat medicine?"

"Ah …" The corner of his mouth twitched for the rest of his life. Gu Yanqing's expression was solemn and serious, causing his thoughts to be stuck in place. For the moment, he was unable to answer.

He had been friends with Gu Yanqing for more than ten years, but he had never seen any pretty girls around him. He suddenly brought back a girl for his diagnosis and was so courteous to her that the shock of the rest of his life could not be quelled.

"Answer!" Gu Yan Qing saw that she was hesitating for the rest of her life, and her tone became even more cold and aggressive.

"No." He shivered for the rest of his life and hurried to reply.

Bai Ruotong pursed her lips and took a few steps towards the end of the bed. Her head hurt, but there was no room for her to think about how to escape the fate of taking medicine.

"Take your medicine." Gu Yanqing sat at the bedside with a medicine bowl in hand. She extended her hand and handed the bitter medicine bowl to Bai Ruotong.

He shook his head desperately and winced, unwilling to give in.

"Is the medicine too bitter?" Gu Yan Qing's words became softer by a few degrees, and her expression became so gentle that it seemed as though water was about to spill from her eyes. He shrunk his neck and sucked in a breath of cold air for the rest of his life. This was his first time seeing such a gentle Gu Yanqing.

This famous Asura King of Hell … Was he possessed by a ghost?

With a doubtful expression, he tilted his head to the side to look at Zhao Cheng. Zhao Cheng shrugged his shoulders and shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Beauvoir nodded. It was not only too painful, but also as painful as a sharp knife slicing through her tongue.

"Give me a bowl of it." Gu Yanqing kept the soup bowl and spoke for the rest of her life.

"Your Highness, the good herbs are hard to come by, they cannot be exchanged." The rest of his life.

As a doctor for the rest of his life, he naturally wouldn't lie to Gu Yan. He said no, of course not.

Gu Yan Qing thought for a moment, then brought the bowl of soup closer to Bai Ruotong, "Eat it."

Bai Ruotong bit her lips, shook her head as if she was facing death, and pushed the medicine bowl away with her fingers.

Gu Yan Qing raised his eyebrows, scooped up a spoonful of medicine, and brought it to Bai Ruotong's mouth. "Open your mouth." His tone carried an irresistible authority. His voice was deep and cold.

Everyone in the room held their breath, not daring to make a sound.

Bai Ruotong was frightened by Gu Yanqing's cold tone, causing her body to tremble. She lowered her eyes to look at the dark soup, tears welling up in her eyes.

She felt wronged. She had clearly been living well, but she had suddenly crossed over and been forced to drink medicine. Thinking that his weak and sick body would be accompanied by the soup and medicine in the future, his tears fell from the corners of his eyes and landed on Gu Yan Qing Xiu's thumb, which was holding the spoon.