Chapter 11: Why Are Potions Bitter?
After Yun Jiu left, the milk dumplings that had been sitting on the bed in a daze for a while moved.
Raise your hand.
Looking at his small and fragile self, a smile appeared on his small delicate white face, which became more and more obvious, and finally turned into a big laugh.
There was some repression and catharsis in the childish laughter.
"I'm not dead, hahahaha...... I didn't die ......" It wasn't until this moment that Milk Dumpling really realized the fact that he was still alive.
Yun Jiu ...... "What did you give?" to save me.
Even if it's temporary, it's a miracle that he's alive now.
Is he going to be able to continue to ask for extravagance.
Yun Jiu said that he would slowly get better in the future.
There's no problem with hard work, as long as he can get better, he can actually bear anything, so he can really hope for extravagance?
"Yun Jiu, Yun Jiu ......" Milk Dumpling covered his face with his hands and kept chanting, as if this name could give him more strength to live.
"What are you calling me for?"
The milk ball raised her head violently, and the roots of her ears instantly became hot.
She came in without any movement.
Looking at the woman who came in with a dinner plate, the milk dumplings were caught doing something secret, which was very embarrassing.
"No, nothing." The voice of the reply was a little small, and a little embarrassed.
"Eat first, eat and give you an injection, you can sleep peacefully today, tomorrow I will make a recovery plan for you, everyone cares about you, if I don't stop you, those little friends of yours will come to see you." Yun Jiu put the food on the table.
Just come over and pick up the milk dumplings.
She has no intention of feeding herself, and she doesn't know what kind of weird temper the milk dumpling is, she has a strong sense of autonomy and self-esteem, and she eats this kind of thing, unless she has a broken hand, unless she is really weak and paralyzed, she absolutely eats by herself.
Carry the gnocchi to the table and sit down.
"Drink this, take it before meals." This is specially made by Yun Jiu just now.
Don't ask her why she can boil potions so quickly.
The question is the question of this time and space.
"Why is it still this color?" Milk dumplings took the potion, looking at the black, quite thick potion, even if the fluorescence of the power form circulated in the potion, it couldn't change the fact that it was viscous.
Although he had always known that the potions that Yun Jiu had personally boiled were all of this color, he had never known about it carefully.
Now if you take a closer look, you can't feel like you can get off your mouth.
"Drink quickly, drink and eat." Yun Jiu will not be embarrassed because the potion he brewed is disliked.
She is very proud, she is the real Chinese medicine.
The effects of those potions were not at all comparable to her Chinese medicine.
And she found that in this time and space, only the Chinese medicine she boiled could bring the performance of the medicine to the extreme, and it would not become so dazzling and sweet at the last moment.
In the boiling just now, she completely implemented the way of boiling traditional Chinese medicine, and did not use any means that belonged to this world, so the effect of this special version of the medicine in front of her was absolutely good.
The potion she had given to the dumplings before had no such effect.
It's because she doesn't want to be too maverick, and sometimes she should hide it.
It's also a little lucky that she came through, and it's a group like the Sen clan that is officially in contact, so even if you know that she is strange, it doesn't seem to be a big abrupt thing in this world.
As long as she is careful, her singularity is within the acceptable range.
But in the face of the milk dumplings in front of him, Yun Jiu didn't have too many scruples.
She doesn't mind letting Milk Dumpling know some of her differences, which can be regarded as building Milk Dumpling's will to survive.
Thinking about how much he didn't want to live, it can be seen how badly he was tormented by the physical condition of the milk dumplings before.
Especially the tattoo, Yun Jiu always minded it.
"Why is it this ......" Milk Dumpling looked at Yun Jiu with strange eyes, very suspicious that this woman was deliberate, why the potion smelled so strange.
Forget it when it's black.
Even the smell is mutating.
"Do you want me to pour it into you?" Why so much nonsense, think about it.
The milk dumpling held his mouth, as if he had always been deflated in front of Yun Jiu.
used to be the one who made others speechless, but now he is actually treated like this, and feng shui takes turns!
After sighing with a slight sigh in his heart, he raised his head and drank the potion.
It's just that when he drank the potion, when he took the first sip, he instantly stiffened and petrified.
God, what a horrible smell this is.
The smell smells weird, and this smell is even more ......
Yun Jiu, what did you do to this potion?
The whole face of the milk dumpling, who had never drunk authentic Chinese medicine, was about to be distorted.
But why does the effect of such a terrifying medicine taste equally unexpectedly amazing.
Just one mouthful of medicine, his collapsed spiritual domain is actually recovering, just one bite!
What a terrifying and magical elixir flies together.
Even if the recovery is slow, slow, it's recovering.
"Yun Jiu... Can this potion be ......?" Originally, the milk whirring voice was hoarse because of the bitter and unpleasant potion.
I never knew that the potion could still taste like this, it was terrible.
The milk dumplings are swallowed directly with their eyes closed and with a mortal mentality, and there is no such thing as tasting anything.
"No, it works best." Milk dumplings, you will receive it in the future.
My Chinese medicine is broad and profound, and this medicinal taste is the most authentic.
Sweet or something, that's dark cuisine.
Milk Dumpling's whole face wrinkled.
If it weren't for a bottle of medicine, not only the body but also the spiritual domain would be recovering, and he would have picked on the spot.
Now Yun Jiu even told him that this effect is the best.
The meaning of this could not be more obvious, and it is estimated that all future potions will be like this.
Could it be that this is Yun Jiu's uniqueness, why this special treatment is used on him.
"Yun Jiu, the potions you made for the Sen clan are the same as the ones you gave me......" Milk Dumpling wanted to confirm it, confirming this because he wanted to know how many people would enjoy this special treatment like him in the future.
It's really bitter.
The milk dumplings quickly ate the next bite of food and pressed it.
"Of course it's different, you're different, and those don't do much for you."
"Yun Jiu, why is it so bitter?" Even after eating several bites of food, I couldn't suppress the bitterness.
I didn't like sweets anymore, but now I really want to have a dessert.
"It's inherently bitter." Good medicine is bitter and hard to understand.
The milk dumplings are dumbfounded, what is called it is originally bitter!!
"How long am I going to drink?" Milk dumplings asked a question that they were most concerned about.
"It's not going to be a short time anyway." Yun Jiu told the truth.
"How long will it take?" Should he simply give up completely?
But... This has seen the light of day, a miracle happened to him who should have died, and in the face of such a miracle, he actually wanted to struggle.
"It's been a few years!" Yun Jiu gave the milk dumplings a shocking answer.
"Yun Jiu ......" milk's whirring voice carried a thick sense of longing and protest.
"What are you shouting, are you in good spirits?" Now it's a little bit like that.
However, it is also understandable that every day he is shrouded in the shadow of death, and even his family abandons him, and he suffers not only physically, but also mentally.
Yun Jiu looked at the milk dumplings who were eating obediently, how pleasing to the eye, such a cute and delicate milk dumpling, anyway, she was reluctant to let him continue to suffer.