The sick face on his face is very conspicuous, giving people an indescribable soft temperament, but his temperament is extraordinary, and he is gentle and elegant, as noble as a son of a family.

When Chu Shuolan saw Qi Shu, the light in his eyes was calm, but when he found the medicine bowl in his hand, the color of his eyes gradually sank.

Qi Shu didn't seem to notice it, and stepped forward with a smile, but sent the medicine bowl in his hand to Chu Shuolan, "Young Master Chu, it's time to drink the medicine." ”

Smelling the unpleasant smell of medicine, the corners of Chu Shuolan's mouth twitched.

I don't know if Qi Shu did it on purpose, but since the morning, he brought him a bowl of decoction that smelled very strange and was difficult to swallow.

He drank a bowl in the morning, and it was already unforgettable.

I never thought that there would be this bowl of medicine at noon, and Chu Shuolan was very resistant to this bowl of medicine in his heart.

He has never stopped taking medicine since he can remember, and he has never drunk such a strange and difficult medicine to swallow for so many years, which makes people have a lifelong aftertaste.

It can be seen that this medicine is difficult to drink to a certain extent.

Despite this, Chu Shuolan still stretched out his fair-skinned and slender jade hand and took the medicine bowl handed over by Qi Shu.

The latter also smiled and said, "Chu Gongzi drink slowly, this medicine must be tasted and drunk slowly in order to exert the best medicinal effect." ”

Chu Shuolan knew that he must have done it on purpose, and if he didn't understand it when he heard this, he was afraid that he would be a fool.

He glanced at Qi Shu lightly, closed his eyes, raised the medicine bowl in his hand and brought it to his mouth, and drank the decoction in a big gulp.

Weird, full of astringency, and a faint smell mixed together, this smell made Chu Shuolan almost vomit.

He drank the decoction in one go, and handed the medicine bowl to Qi Shu very emotionally.

The latter smiled and bent his eyes, took the medicine bowl in a good mood, and did not forget to tease: "Young Master Chu is also a disobedient patient, and he said that the medicine should be drunk slowly." ”

Chu Shuolan raised his eyes and glared at him, "Do you want Divine Doctor Qi to demonstrate it in person?" ”

Qi Shu raised his eyebrows slightly, and then said with a dry smile: "No, just be happy, this medicine is specially prepared for Young Master Chu." ”

Nonsense! If you want him to drink it, it is simply more difficult than eating arsenic-frost, poison-medicine.

No one knows that although Qi Shu is the divine doctor of the Immortal Medicine Valley, what he is most afraid of is drinking medicine.

As a healer, he also enjoyed making all kinds of medicines for patients to drink.

Watching them drink the bitter medicine was a pleasure for him.

Well, this is a kind of bad taste of Qi Shu, and now Chu Shuolan has not found out, and when he finds out in the future, Qi Shu will inevitably suffer a lot.

After all, Chu Shuolan, as a villain, was forced to become the male protagonist with sesame stuffing by various villains, and he was very black and grudgeful.

After drinking the medicinal soup, Chu Shuolan pushed the wheelchair and went to the table not far from the bed, reached out and touched a few dishes on the table and put it in his mouth.

The sour and salty feeling of the plum spread in the mouth, slowly suppressing the bitter and smelly taste of the strange decoction.

"Childe, the guest has arrived."

Ming's voice rang out outside the house.

Chu Shuolan pinched Hua Mei's hand and rubbed it gently, he looked up at Qi Shu, who had just put down the medicine bowl and was looking back at him.

The other party asked, "Do you want me to push you?" ”

After speaking, without waiting for Chu Shuolan to answer, he walked behind him and pushed the wheelchair out of the hall, his movements were natural and casual.

In the outer hall, Mingen stood with several young men dressed in blue and gray clothes.