The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack

No matter how much she resisted in her heart, she still had a relatively calm look on her face, and she swallowed the bitter medicine in her mouth little by little.

In order to prevent himself from losing his temper, Gu Weimian picked up the cup and decided to drink it all in one go.

The worst that can happen is that you will vomit after drinking it!

The cup just touched my lips, but was blocked by someone.

Gu Weimian glanced at Huo Yan strangely.

What's going on?

The man took the cup and pressed his lips directly to the place where Gu Weimian drank.

"Gudong..." A big mouthful.

Gu Weimian was stupid the whole time. She didn't react until the man put down the cup, "...Why are you drinking this?"

Huo Yan turned to look at Gu Weimian and said softly: "Have a taste.

Gu Weimian didn't know that although her face was calm when she drank the medicine, there was a little water in her amber eyes.

It was as if something had hit his eyes, which were filled with tiny rays of light, which made Huo Yan unbearable.

Huo Yan looked at the medicine in the cup, picked up the cup and took another sip.

Gu Weimian's expression changed: "...Is it possible that you tasted it after drinking it? Don't drink it randomly."

This is medicine!

Huo Yan shook his head and said expressionlessly: "It doesn't taste good."

He glanced at the concoction in the cup, and his two perfectly shaped eyebrows frowned slightly, "It is indeed quite bitter.

Gu Weimian was startled, "Then you didn't taste it in the first bite?"

It was the first time she noticed that Huo Yan was so funny, and the bitter taste in her mouth was gone. At this moment, Gu Weimian just wanted to laugh.

Huo Yan's black eyes were deep and quiet. After looking at each other for a moment, the dark pupils were covered by the man's lowered eyelashes. "I tasted it. I just wanted to see how uncomfortable it would be with the second bite."

He said, pushing the wheelchair to the flower pot on the window sill with a thermos cup, and poured the medicine directly into it.

Gu Weimian's eyes were filled with shock. She wanted to see how uncomfortable the second bite would be.

Her brows furrowed, was Huo Yan helping her test the medicine again?

As soon as this thought appeared, Gu Weimian felt a little stupid and stood there in a daze.

A few seconds later, Gu Weimian realized that Huo Yan had poured out all the medicine.

She stood up quickly, "Why did you pour the medicine?"

"It's too bitter." To Huo Yan, the taste was nothing, but Gu Weimian couldn't stand it.

He knew how delicate Gu Weimian's tongue was. He couldn't tell it on ordinary days. She seemed to eat both delicious and unpleasant foods. It was just Gu Weimian's own upbringing that kept her from being picky about food.

But for things that didn't taste good, she only tasted them politely. For example, the steak that had gone cold before. He saw that when Gu Weimian ate, he had to drink water to swallow it.

Gu Weimian was a little confused, "Actually... it's over with patience."

There is no medicine that is not bitter.

Huo Yan pursed his lips, and after a few seconds of silence, he said calmly: "You don't need to bear it."

Gu Weimian doesn't need to endure. Gu Weimian doesn't need to experience all the pain in this world.

He couldn't bear it and wouldn't allow it.

Gu Weimian looked at the empty cup and was silent for a moment.

She hugged her knees and watched as the man silently opened the Western medicine, then took out another thermos and poured out all the porridge inside.

"After eating, go and rest."

Gu Weimian responded obediently and lowered his head to drink the porridge.

It was the craftsmanship of the master chef she liked. It was thick but not sticky, fresh but not greasy. It finally made her tongue, which had been sick and tasteless for the past few days, come back to life.