As the shellfish simmered, a strange smell gradually wafted from it, neither quite foul nor quite bitter, hard to describe.
Yu Wanwan stretched her neck and saw that the soup inside the shell was also a strange color, like sewage from underground. The soup was thick and creamy, constantly bursting with dark bubbles, and glistening with rainbow-colored oil.
This medicine... it looks like poison.
She looked very troubled, struggling with how to get rid of this stuff.
Lan Yin focused intently on his creation, and the final product consisted of two parts. The first part was medicine, and the second part... was food that he had developed based on the descriptions of the hot-blooded beastmen.
Yes, that bowl of strange, oily soup is the food!
In that forest, the hot-blooded orc told him that when a female is sick, she must be taken good care of, and she can drink some soup or something similar. The specific way to do this is to add water, ingredients, and seasonings and cook it.
Lan Yin felt it was very necessary to nourish the female's body, so she specially cooked a "perfect tonic soup" for Yu Wanwan according to the method told by the hot-blooded beastman.
It contains not only highly nutritious fish, but also various herbs, but these have now been cooked until dissolved and fully infused into the broth.
As Lan Yin walked towards her with the two seashells, Yu Wanwan subconsciously swallowed and shrank back in fear.
Why do you have to drink two bowls of medicine at a time? Is it because you're afraid the medicine won't be effective enough?
Lan Yin placed the two seashells neatly in front of Yu Wanwan, her expression gentle: "Wanwan, it's time to take your medicine."
The contents of the two seashells in front of me were quite different. The first bowl, though black, contained normal-colored food. The second bowl, however, had a strange color and smelled very odd.
Yu Wanwan frowned, her expression conflicted: "Lanyin, should we drink both bowls?"
Lan Yin nodded: "Yes, you'll feel better after drinking it."
Yu Wanwan placed her hand on the seashell, hesitated between the two shells for a long time, and then frowned as she picked up the first bowl of cooked seashell.
"Okay, I'll drink it."
Yu Wanwan looked resigned to her fate, took a deep breath, and then picked up the seashell and swallowed it down in one gulp.
The bitter medicine filled her mouth, and she felt a bitter taste throughout her stomach.
Lan Yin squatted down and asked, "How are you feeling? Any better?"
Yu Wanwan stuck out her tongue uncomfortably and said, "It's so bitter."
Lan Yin patted her back, then picked up another seashell: "Quick, drink this, it'll make you feel better."
This is a nourishing soup he carefully prepared; the little female will definitely say it's good after drinking it!
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