The Group’s Favorite Cute Baby is One and a Half Years Old

Chapter 526: Take medicine

The two of them stared at each other affectionately. Everyone else got tired of looking at them and waved their hands to sign off.

Only Qi Yuanming still thinks about eating.

 “Oh, breakfast hasn’t been made yet. Who will make breakfast today?”

Sister Ying said, "I'll do it. I'll make some noodles for you."

Qi Yuanming sighed and went to help light the fire.

Jing Shirong glared at him, grabbed the match, walked up to Sister Ying, and asked her, "Teach me~"

Sister Ying hummed and touched his ear, "Okay, I'll teach you."

 She made Jing Shirong sit in front of the fire and taught him how to make a fire and add firewood.

Jing Shirong learned quickly, but his movements were a bit slow. He had to put the firewood neatly one by one, as if he had an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Sister Ying told him several times, "The firewood should be placed alternately and staggered. It cannot be placed side by side like this, otherwise it will not make a fire."

But Jing Shirong didn't listen, because he wanted to line up neatly and squarely.

 The fire was almost extinguished several times.

Qi Yuanming wanted to say something to him several times, but he always glared at him with a ferocious expression like a little wolfdog.

 In the end, Qi Yuanming had no choice but to light another fire and let Sister Ying cook noodles on another stove.

　It took two hours to prepare a meal, and everyone was ravenous.

 After the noodles were cooked, Jing Shirong took the initiative to sit on the small bench and waited for Sister Ying to feed her.

Qi Yuanming held the bowl and laughed at him, "You can speak now and have to eat by yourself. Do you think any of us can't eat by ourselves?"

 As her vocabulary increases, Jing Shirong can gradually understand some simple words.

After listening to Qi Yuanming's words, he looked at everyone and saw that they were all eating with their own bowls. Looking at himself again, he was indeed the only one who wanted to be fed by Sister Ying.

So he paused for a while, as if thinking about something.

Sister Ying came over to him holding noodles and asked, "Do you want to eat by yourself?"

Jing Shirong looked at her, then at the others, and finally shook his head, like a child, "Hey, Sister Ying."

 When he wants to feed, Sister Ying will feed him.

 The two of them sit on a small stool and on a high stool, which is convenient for feeding.

 Others are used to it and eat their own food.

After finishing the meal, Sister Yang said, "We developed several prescriptions last night and will give them to my eldest brother-in-law to try later."

Sister Ying frowned, "How many kinds?"

Doesn’t that mean we have to try one kind at a time?

Sister Yang nodded, "Yes, you really need to try them one by one. Otherwise, you won't know the efficacy of the medicine."

“But don’t worry, eldest sister, the medicines we prescribe are relatively mild and won’t cause too much pain.”

Sister Ying believed this. What she asked was, "Are you going to treat his amnesia now, or?"

 Previously, the old medicine king said that if the poison does not dissipate, it may still kill Jing Shirong.

 What she was worried about now was how long he would survive.

As for whether to remember or not, let’s survive first.

Sister Yang knew what she was worried about. She looked at the old Medicine King and motioned for him to speak.

Old Medicine King has a short mouth. After drinking the last mouthful of noodle soup, he said, "The poison in his body is still there, and the three-year period is estimated to be these few months."

"While he is awake in the past few months, we must hurry up to detoxify him or force him out. Otherwise, when the three-year period is up, I am afraid that he will still be asleep."

Sister Ying felt uneasy after hearing this, "Then, are you sure you can cure this poison?"

 If it cannot be unlocked, how can it be forced out?

 Old Medicine King, "If it can't be solved, I can only give him an injection."

 The poison is in the brain, and when the time comes there is no other choice but to use an injection.

 But the process of acupuncture is painful, and injecting poison is even more painful, especially when he is unconscious, otherwise the effect will not be achieved, and he will be afraid that he will not be able to catch Jing Shirong and let him run away.

 If he runs away, all his efforts will be in vain.

Sister Ying’s brows tightened when she heard this. She felt very uneasy, but she had to try. For the sake of his health, he has to try.

So she took a breath and said to Sister Yang, "Then take the medicine first."

 Take medicine first to see if it has any effect.

Sister Yang thought the same way, "But we have prepared several pairs of medicines. You may feel uncomfortable after taking them. You'd better not close the stone door then, otherwise we won't be able to open it."

Sister Ying hummed, "Okay, I know."

 After eating, Sister Yang decocted the medicine.

 The bowl is brown, still steaming, and smells very bitter.

She brought the medicine to Sister Ying. Sister Ying took it and wondered how she wanted to feed it to Jing Shirong.

She first called Jing Shirong, who was playing with grasshoppers, over, asked him to sit down, and talked to him patiently.

“This medicine is a bit bitter, drink it in one go, and I’ll give you a candy to eat, okay?”

Jing Shirong tilted his head and looked at her, as if he didn't understand why he needed to drink medicine.

Sister Ying blew the medicine on him and signaled to him, "Here, drink it in one go. Be good and take you to play later."

Jing Shirong knew the meaning of playing, so he took the medicine, sniffed it and didn't like it very much.

 “Don’t drink.”

 He pouted like a child and returned the medicine to Sister Ying. Obviously don't like the taste.

Sister Ying grabbed him and coaxed him, "If you don't want to drink, I will go fishing for shrimps by myself later without you."

Jing Shirong pursed his lips, got angry, and wasn't very happy when he heard that he wasn't with him.

Sister Ying continued to coax, "Come on, I'll drink it up quickly. After I finish it, I'll take you to fish for shrimps."

Perhaps he was bored on the mountain and wanted to play, so he took it, poured his head up and drank the medicine.

 But after drinking it, I felt so bitter that I wanted to spit it out.

Sister Ying quickly stuffed a sweet fruit into his mouth and covered his mouth with both hands, "Don't vomit."

Jing Shirong gave her a cute look and swallowed the medicine obediently.

 Chewing sweet fruit in his mouth, his expression was not very happy.

Sister Ying lowered her head and kissed him to express her comfort.

“Okay, you’ll be fine after drinking. Now I’ll take you to fish for shrimps, okay?”

Jing Shirong was calmed down by her gentle words, and he nodded obediently, asking her to hold her hand.

Sister Ying took him and the vegetable basket and took him down the mountain to fish for shrimps.

The waves are not big today and the sea is calm, making it easy to fish for shrimps.

Sister Ying and Yaotong came here once and remembered that there were many shrimps here.

 She put the basket down and asked Jing Shirong to fish it up.

 He picked it up and saw the shrimps jumping around, grinning like a child, smiling happily.

 When he smiled, Sister Ying also laughed.

 “Go, catch more, and fry more shrimp crackers for you tonight.”

Jing Shirong followed his words and left.

Sister Ying watched his reaction from behind him and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he didn't feel dizzy or vomiting after drinking the medicine.

However, the medicine didn't respond, maybe because it didn't respond to the symptoms, which made her not sure whether to be happy or worried.

After returning home, Sister Yang came to ask her about her reaction after drinking the medicine. She shook her head and said, "He was fine all afternoon. We'll see in the evening."

 In the evening, Sister Ying fried shrimp crackers for Jing Shirong. He participated in the whole cooking process. He was very energetic and did not look like someone who has been poisoned by sleeping poison.

 But the flame on his forehead was so bright that it was difficult for others to think he was healthy.

 Old Medicine King once said that the brighter the flame color of this sleeping poison is, it means that the sleeping time is approaching the limit.

　　　Thank you for your support, good night (▽｀)

 (End of this chapter)