Di Junlan sat on the carpet next to the sofa. "Sister."

"Drink it."

A pungent smell wafted through the air, and Di Junlan's expression changed. "Can I not drink it?"

"Can't."

"oh?? ?('???)???"

I took a sip; it was warm, but the taste was awful…

After he drank his medicine, the person next to him sat down and then handed him a hard candy. "Have some candy."

"I'm curious, where do you get all your candy, sister?"

Murong Jin turned to look at him, a cryptic smile on her face. "I won't tell you."

Okay~~

The sweetness spread in my mouth, and the TV opposite me was turned on. It was a variety show about some celebrities in the countryside.

"Does your older sister like watching variety shows?"

"If you want to pass the time, you can watch how the actors perform."

Di Junlan smiled. "How can you be sure it's an act?"

"For example, this man is a jerk, and the delicate girl next to him is a green tea bitch..."

How did you know?

Murong Jin: "I could tell."

Emperor Lan: "..."

Finally, Di Junlan felt a little drowsy. He felt a warm touch on his forehead. He opened his eyes and saw the person sitting in front of him, face to face, their breaths almost mingling.

"It's a bit hot."

"Should I get a shot in the butt?"

Without even thinking, Di Junlan said, "No."

"Then you'll have to take medicine."

He could even detect a hint of regret in his tone.

After feeding Di Junlan the medicine, he picked him up and carried him step by step to the bedroom.

"Sweetie, you'll feel better after a nap."

Emperor Junlan drifted off to sleep in a daze.

Murong Jin sat down next to him and checked him over, looking at the sleeping man.

I left the bedroom and went to the balcony. Looking at the lights across the way, the cold wind blew through my hair. I said into my phone, "Bring my equipment over."

When Fu Er arrived, he was carrying a briefcase. "What's wrong, boss? Did something happen to your boyfriend?"

"Give him a few acupuncture needles."

Upon hearing this, Fu Er said, "Oh, I see. You can take your time to recover. I'll head back now."

"Hmm." Murong Jin took the small box over. Inside were some ordinary medical equipment, mainly scalpels and silver needles, with some medicine bottles on the side.

A sharp pain shot through his palm, but Di Junlan didn't wake up.

Murong Jin gave him several needles before stopping, wiping the bloody hole before leaving the room.

...

With his mind clear, Di Junlan looked at his fingertips and felt a slight stinging sensation.

However, he seems to be in pretty good spirits today.

There was no sunshine outside; instead, dark clouds covered the sky, and it looked like it was going to rain again.

I glanced at the time; it was 8:10 AM.

At this time, my sister should have already eaten breakfast and is working in her study.

After washing up, I went outside. There was breakfast prepared for him on the table, placed in a thermal container.

There was no sound from the study. After thinking for a moment, Emperor Junlan figured that the person had probably gone out.

When Murong Jin returned, she was carrying some things. Looking at the people eating breakfast, she asked, "Awake? Headache?"

"It doesn't hurt. I'm sorry to have worried you, sister."

"It's nothing. Once your physical condition improves, you won't be afraid of catching a cold even if you get caught in the rain."

Di Junlan smiled sheepishly, "Hehe`(*∩_∩*)′."

"The temperature is starting to drop, so wear more clothes from now on. Even if you don't want to, remember to turn on the air conditioner."

"Okay, where did you go, sister?"

Murong Jin: "I'll buy you something."

Upon opening the pocket, Di Junlan saw the medicinal herbs, all of which had been pre-allocated.

"Time to start taking medicine again."

"I won't drink it, but I need to process it into traditional Chinese medicine so that you can just take it as a pill from now on."

Di Junlan asked curiously, "How is it refined?"

"boil."

There are three methods: boiling, soaking, and drying.

"The decoction method mainly involves boiling the medicine to extract the flavor, and the final paste is then made into a traditional Chinese medicine."

"The remaining two methods, as their names suggest, are based on roughly the same principle."

"However, our room has limited facilities, so we can only rely on the first method, boiling."

Di Junlan hummed twice, then gave him the medicine he was prescribed. "Take these two kinds of medicine for now to boost your immunity."

"good."

...

Only one day had passed.

"By the way, Junlan, I need to go to the hospital for half a day soon."

"Do we need to use the hospital's equipment to brew the medicine?"

"Yes, I suddenly realized that the equipment inside is much better than ours. It's just that I can't be with you in the morning. Remember to have lunch, I'll be back this afternoon."

Emperor Junlan: "Okay."

On days when Murong Jin wasn't around, Di Junlan had intended to go to the hospital with her, but then he thought better of it. His sister had said she would be back in the afternoon, and he could just wait for her at home.

The moment his phone rang, Di Junlan glanced at the contact name; it was someone calling him.

"mom."

"How are you, son? Are you feeling any better?"

Di Junlan: "Much better."

"That's great! Mom's asking you, do you like Dr. Murong?"

Di Junlan paused for a moment, "Mom, I..."

"Don't be shy, just tell Mom if you like her. Mom will be your matchmaker."

Emperor Junlan: "I like it."

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