If you think about it carefully, this scene also seems to be acquaintance. It seems that every time she gets sick, she does not please her if she does good deeds, but he is always the one who is beaten.

A fire broke out in his heart, and his face turned sank in vain. He put the medicine bowl on the table with a "touch", grabbed her shoulder, and forced her to face her with all her eyes.

"You count it for me. How many times have you slapped me in the face? Three times! This is the third time! Do you know that if someone else had changed to this, I would have slapped you a hundred and eighty times!"

Su Wanrong did not have the impression that she slapped him in the boudoir two years ago in the face in a daze. In addition, he forced her to kiss her in the palace before, and the slap she slapped in a hurry to protect herself was only twice.

She thought it was the man who calculated it wrong, not to mention that she only had one head, so how could he kill a hundred and eighty times?

But if you say this in this situation, it is obviously inappropriate. She was the one who hurts people by mistake. Su Wanrong felt that she was inappropriate and didn't have the nerve to correct her mistakes. So she lowered her head slightly and said in a low voice: "I fell asleep, it wasn't intentional."

I was so angry that I lowered my eyes and glanced at me. Seeing the little girl getting sick, her delicate eyebrows and eyes drooping listlessly. She was wrapped in a pink and green underwear, her thin shoulders were grabbed by him, and her body was as thin as if she had no weight. At this moment, she was scolded by him, her face was pale and her lips were white. The black black hair was winding down weakly, looking pitiful.

In my heart, I cursed a man who was a dignified king of a country. What was the competition with a girl who was burning? I was so confused that I knew what I was doing. I was so worried that I could not scare people even more. After thinking about this, I began to feel distressed again, reflecting that I had not controlled my emotions.

He couldn't get through his face, so he snorted in his nose, but stopped talking about this matter. He took her into his arms and held her. He then took back the medicine bowl beside him, scooped a spoonful, and sent it to her mouth.

"Open your mouth and drink medicine."

The dark medicine juice is bitter and smelly, just like a dream.

Su Wanrong doesn't like to drink medicine, which is a sequelae left behind when she was afraid of drinking medicine in her previous life. When she was in the Taifu Mansion, she had a wet nurse who could act spoiled. But now she was out, without a wet nurse or a father, and only a rude man. If she didn't drink this medicine, the high fever on her body would not be dissipated.

Although her head was heavy and swollen now, which was obviously a symptom of wind and cold, her consciousness was very clear. After all, she was not an ignorant little girl. She gritted her teeth, held her breath, and barely took a few sips.

But I don’t know what to mix this medicine soup, it seems that it is more difficult to swallow than the ones she had drunk before.

When the man fed her about the seventh or eighth mouthful, her face had already wrinkled. She held back her vomiting and closed her mouth tightly. She couldn't swallow it anymore.

"Continue to drink." Yinmang's voice was firm and unquestionable.

Su Wanrong also knew that taking medicine was to cure the disease, but the physical discomfort and nausea was difficult to control. She shook her head in embarrassment and said to him in an almost begging tone: "It's too bitter. I'm really uncomfortable to drink it. Actually, I've drunk a lot of it. I won't drink it anymore. I'll take a break sooner now, and the fever will go away when I wake up tomorrow morning."

Originally, Yinmang was the most embarrassed of her appearance, but when she was sick, she had no room for negotiation when taking medicine and following the doctor's advice.

He said without saying a word: "No, the military doctor said that this medicine must be taken out before it will work. A good medicine is bitter and good for the disease. I still need to teach you this principle? Open your mouth and drink all the rest."

Su Wanrong murmured and retorted: "It's the medicine but it's three-point poison. I'm much better now, so I don't need to drink it all."

Yinmang frowned and pressed the medicine to her lips. She closed her mouth tightly and refused to drink it. The sick girl would be hard to deal with. After this tug-of-war, the person who should drink the medicine did not drink it in a sip, but a lot of the medicine was spilled out.

I was so angry that I was about to show the emperor's dignity and force her to drink. I glanced at me and saw that there was no one around. A thought suddenly broke out in my mind. Looking at her, I bent my lips and smiled slightly: "What you said makes sense, it's three parts poisonous. If this medicine is really harmful to the body, I will not feel at ease if you drink it all. That way, I will drink it for you, so you can suffer less.

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As he said that, he really picked it up and started drinking it himself.

The smelly and bitter soup is what Su Wanrong fears the most. At this moment, the man’s spoon was useless. He drank it all in one mouth to the bowl, and poured it all into his mouth.

Su Wanrong frowned slightly, and looked at his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and felt a strange feeling of admiration in her heart. But even if he was not afraid of hardship and he was not sick, what should he do to drink this medicine soup?

Just as she was thinking about this, she looked up and saw a strange smile on his face. Su Wanrong was so angry that she was laughing. She subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but her arm was caught by him. She looked stunned. Before she could react, he had already lowered his head and quickly blocked her mouth.

Su Wanrong was caught off guard and forced kiss, so she widened her eyes. But this was not the main problem. More importantly, Su Wanrong found that the medicine juice that the man had just poured into his mouth was still in his mouth and did not swallow it at all! He vaguely noticed his intention, and she shook her head to hide. Yinmang raised his hand and pinched the back of her neck and exerted force. Su Wanrong exclaimed in pain.

Yinmang took advantage of this loophole and took advantage of the brief moment when she opened her mouth and whispered pain, she swallowed everything in her mouth. Su Wanrong subconsciously swallowed it, and with a "gudong", the warm and hot medicine mixed with the man's saliva, and she swallowed it into her stomach.

That bite of warm stuff is wet, slippery, bitter, smelly, and a strong smell that is unique to men.

Su Wanrong never thought that a man could do such a disgusting thing. He was shocked and angry at the moment. After being stained with the cold, his pale face turned pale, and he was so angry that he felt a little blushed. She clenched her fists and hit his chest, but such a sick girl was worse than a cat tickling. Yinmang didn't care at all, held her little face with a stinging look, and continued to mess around with her.

Su Wanrong was unable to resist this attack. She was only sweating and blushed. Later, she was so breathless that she clenched her teeth hard at his lower lip. She heard a squeak in her ears in pain. She took advantage of the momentum and finally regained her freedom.

Yinmang gasped in pain, licked the blood on his lower lip. He stretched out his hand and pulled the little girl who was trying to crawl elsewhere, pulling it under his nose. "Are you lying? Well? How come you look sick? You're so cruel."

"Who made you so disgusting! You deserve it!" Before she could walk out of the shadow of swallowing the man's saliva, Su Wanrong glared at him angrily. She couldn't escape his confinement. She bit her lips and turned her head, ignoring him with anger.

The sick girl was not as physically strong as usual. Such a short lingering kiss made her panting and full of embarrassment. She felt sorry for her. Yinmang stopped when she saw it was good. He hugged her shoulder and put it in his arms, kissed her thin lips, and kissed her head. He lowered his voice and smiled and said:

"You are always unwilling to take medicine just now. Isn't there any way I can do it? Look, how good it is now. You have finished the medicine and are much more energetic than you did just now. Come on, I will touch you and see if your fever has subsided."

As he said that, his palm leaned towards her forehead, paused for a while, and said, "It's still a little hot, but the medicine prescribed by the military doctor is always right. You have a good rest tonight and your body will be much more relaxed tomorrow morning."

Su Wanrong heard his voice was low and her warmth was very gentle. She flattered her mouth and leaned against his chest and said in a muffled voice: "I know I'm sick and I'm still making trouble for me. I bully me, you just don't want me to be fine."

The little girl's voice was soft and depressed, with a little aggrieved. When Yinmang heard this, a little smile appeared on her lips and pinched her cheek: "What don't I miss you anymore? Look, I kissed you just now, aren't you sweating all over? The military doctor told me just now that your situation is special, and it will be good for your body."

Off topic

After returning from the bank at noon, I was busy renting a house again, so I have to wait until now. I ask for forgiveness and continue to write for a meal.

This book is from Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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