boyutpedia Chapter 209: It’s too bitter if you don’t take medicine
Chapter 209: It’s too bitter if you don’t take medicine
In the moment Ji Xun was stunned, Shang Qing had already used her own strength to lift her cheek up and put it on his shoulder. Feeling the coolness of his slender neck on her cheek and smelling the refreshing scent of his body, Shang Qing couldn't help but rub against him and sighed in comfort.
Ji Xun's body was stiff for only a moment. When he felt the increasing heat in Shang Qing's body and cheeks, and the hot tears dripping onto his back, he felt so much pain that it was difficult for him to breathe, and he felt even more distressed.
The distance from Grandma Kang's room to Shang Qing's was only a dozen meters. Worried about startling Shang Qing, he walked incredibly slowly, making it seem like Shang Qing didn't feel the shaking at all. Instead, it felt like she was in a cradle, rocking slightly as sleepiness set in.
Coming to the bed, Ji Xun half-knelt on it. Worried about waking Shang Qing up, he even held his breath. He gently and carefully laid Shang Qing flat on it and covered her with a quilt.
Standing up, Ji Xun slowly exhaled and prepared to go out to find medicine for Shang Qing. But just as he was about to turn around, a tender white hand grabbed the corner of his clothes.
Turning back, I looked in the direction of the damp little hand and discovered that Shang Qing, who had been asleep, had opened her eyes. However, her usually bright and lively eyes now held a hazy, confused look, and her long, curled eyelashes trembled slowly, blinking slightly.
Her small, palm-sized face was no longer pale, but now had a sickly flush. Her hair was a little messy, damp from crying and cold sweat. It was obvious that she was suffering from a severe fever.
Ji Xun patiently squatted down and lay beside Shang Qing. He held her soft fingers with one hand and smoothed her messy hair with a slender finger, coaxing her patiently: "Sister has a fever. I'll go get some medicine. Okay?"
"If I don't take the medicine...it's too bitter..." Shang Qing shook her head. Her sore body made it difficult for her to speak.
She was generally in good health and rarely fell ill. On the few occasions she fell ill, Grandma Kang tried everything to get her to take medicine, but it was incredibly difficult. Most of the time, she simply refused to take it, which was the only way to get her to take it. Of course, the nickname "stubborn monkey" her neighbors gave her was well-deserved. She had a very strong immune system.
But now? This was a knot in her heart that she couldn't get over.
This kind of illness is completely different from the usual one. Heart disease needs new medicine to treat it. Unless Uncle Shangyang is still alive, otherwise, she will never get over this!
Ji Xun was extremely patient with Shang Qing about anything. "Sister, how can you get better without taking medicine? You feel very uncomfortable now, right? Be good, just take the medicine, okay? The medicine is not bitter, I promise you."
Shang Qing remained silent, a gesture of acquiescence. Even though she had a fever, she knew she had to get better quickly.
"Be good." Ji Xun put her little hand back on the bed. He first put a fever-reducing patch on Shang Qing's forehead, then quickly stood up and ran to find the fever-reducing medicine.
Thinking that Shang Qing was afraid of bitterness, Ji Xun recalled that there was a kind of sweet powder, so he hurriedly made a bag of it and stirred it until the medicine was warm and no longer hot.
To make sure it tasted sweet, Ji Xun put the water cup to his lips and took a sip. Fortunately, it was not that bitter.
He returned to the bed with the cup and placed it on the table. He then sat on the edge of the bed. He leaned over and took Shang Qing's soft body in his arms, letting her head rest on the crook of his arm. He stretched out his long arm, pinched the cup between his fingers and placed it to Shang Qing's lips, gently persuading her, "Sister, be good. Open your mouth. Drink the medicine. It's not bitter."
Shang Qing slightly opened her still hazy eyes and looked up at Ji Xun who was full of worry. She lowered her eyes obediently, opened her lips and drank in small sips.
Just as Ji Xun had said, the medicine wasn't bitter, it was sweet. Her brother never lied to her. She pursed her lips, no longer resisting the medicine, and drank the medicine in the cup. She also drank the cup of warm water Ji Xun had given her, and her throat felt much better.
"Sister, be good, sleep a little longer, close your eyes, and you won't feel so uncomfortable when you fall asleep." The voice was soft and gentle, like a spring breeze in Shang Qing's ears, comfortable and cool.
"Don't go. Okay?" Shang Qing's voice was hoarse, and her small, watery eyes were full of pleading.
This was the first time in a year that Ji Xun had seen Shang Qing look so vulnerable and pitiful. He admitted that he felt so distressed that he wished he was the one suffering from the fever!
Ji Xun sat on the ground, holding Shang Qing's small hand in one hand, resting his head in his arm, his cheek against Shang Qing's flushed cheek, and said softly, "Okay, I won't leave. Sister, go to sleep. I will never leave."
As if she had received some kind of assurance, Shang Qing was very well-behaved and obedient. She slowly closed her eyes. The blush at the corners of her eyes and the tip of her nose were red. At this moment, she was like a little baby, needing to be cherished and coaxed.
Their faces were facing each other, and Ji Xun could clearly feel the hot breath from Shang Qing, and there was an unmeltable tenderness in his eyes.
In the quiet environment, Shang Qing's breathing was a little heavy, and she hummed uncomfortably. Ji Xun sat up a little straighter, put his palm on Shang Qing's back, and patted it gently, like coaxing a baby to sleep.
From the back, Ji Xun was kneeling straight on the ground with his arms stretched forward. This posture was like holding Shang Qing under him. This posture was tiring. His legs were numb, but he didn't move.
After an unknown amount of time, Ji Xun heard Shang Qing's gentle and steady breathing and knew that she had finally fallen asleep.
Shang Qing was different today. Ji Xun thought back to what had just happened. He frowned and began to think.
From Shang Qing's intermittent words, Ji Xun heard something unusual.
Especially since Shang Qing said that if she told that story, Grandma Kang would hate her and would never forgive her, it was clear that the secret was extremely important and unimaginable.
But what was going on? What could have caused Shang Qing to be so concerned? To be so horrified?
The most important thing is, Shang Qing was fine last night. Why did she become like this this morning?
What on earth happened in such a short time?
Ji Xun couldn't possibly ask Shang Qing again, even if she was delirious with fever. He knew that if he asked, Shang Qing would be the one who would be hurt! It would be like letting her fall into that kind of despair and pain again!
He couldn't be so selfish////////////. The thought of someone hurting Shang Qing, even if it was possible to hurt her, he would never touch her, nor would he let anyone touch her!
Ji Xun murmured, caressing Shang Qing's cheek more gently and placing a kiss on the top of her head: "Sister, it's okay. Don't be afraid, I will always protect you."