Even He Yubai himself was a little confused when he heard this. He had been traveling all over the world since he was a child, and this was the first time he had ever known that he would get diarrhea due to acclimatization. Reality is indeed surreal.
At dinner time, He Yubai had an upset stomach and little appetite, so Jiang's mother served him a bowl of hot soup to warm his stomach and relieve the pain.
After the meal, Uncle Wen had also finished decocting the Chinese medicine.
It's so much more convenient in this technological age; there's no need to shout across doors and streets, which is such a nuisance.
All you need to do is send a voice message on WeChat.
Jiang Mian grabbed a napkin to wipe her mouth clean, then went out to help He Yubai bring his medicine.
A white porcelain bowl, almost full of dark, bottomless medicinal liquid.
Jiang Mian's face was full of wrinkles as she carried the medicine back, mainly because the smell of the Chinese medicine was too strong.
The He family has a professional doctor who provides home visits, and He Yubai has been taking Western medicine since he was a child.
Although I had heard of the names of Chinese medicines before, this was the first time I had ever encountered them.
The pungent smell that hit him right in the head almost made his eyes widen.
Jiang Mian placed the bowl on the table: "Drink it quickly, Uncle Wen specially let it cool down a bit, it's not so hot anymore."
He Yubai hesitated for a moment: "You're going to drink this whole bowl?"
“Of course,” Jiang Mian nodded, “This is still considered low. You don’t know that when I was a child, whenever I caught a cold, my mother would ask Uncle Wen to brew Chinese medicine for me.”
“It’s such a big bowl,” Jiang Mian gestured with her hand, “I drink from it three or four times a day, for several days in a row.”
Thinking back to all the traditional Chinese medicine she drank back then, Jiang Mian felt that she was really amazing.
He Yubai's expression darkened further, and he hesitated before speaking, "Can't you drink less?"
Seeing his hesitant manner, Jiang Mian immediately understood: "Young Master He, you're not afraid to take the medicine, are you?"
“It’s not that I’m scared,” He Yubai said, his eyes showing some resistance. “I just can’t quite accept this smell.”
He'd rather just take some painkillers now.
Moreover, just smelling the Chinese medicine made him feel that his stomach pain was relieved.
"What's so hard about this? I'll help you."
The thought that the all-powerful Young Master He was afraid of drinking Chinese medicine made Jiang Mian feel as if she had discovered a new continent, and even her mood became wickedly amused.
“Just like this,” Jiang Mian demonstrated to him, “I’ll pinch your nose with one hand so you can’t smell this odor, then tilt your head back and open your mouth, and I’ll use my other hand to pick up this bowl of medicine and pour it down your throat.”
"No, no, no!"
He Yubai shook his head, his face full of resistance.
"Don't be afraid," Jiang Mian coaxed gently, "Big Brother, come and drink your medicine."
"If you say that line, then I'll really start to suspect that you secretly put pesticide in the medicine on your way back."
Jiang Mian smiled and squinted her eyes: "Guess."
"I won't guess."
"Then you should drink your medicine quickly."
"No, I don't need to drink it. My stomach doesn't hurt anymore."
He Yubai turned his head away, unwilling to even look at the bowl of Chinese medicine.
Seeing him acting like a child, Jiang Mian had no choice but to ask his mother for help. She turned to her mother, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, and called out, "Mom, He Yubai, he..."
Upon hearing that Jiang Mian was going to complain, He Yubai also became anxious and quickly glared at her.
Jiang Mian paused, smiled, and asked softly, "Want some?"
He Yubai really didn't want to drink it, but after waiting a few seconds and seeing no reaction from him, Jiang Mian opened her mouth again, wanting to continue complaining.
I'll drink it!
He Yubai finally admitted defeat, those two words were practically squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Then drink it while it's hot, otherwise the medicine will be less effective. I'll have to go get you another bowl."
Jiang Mian smiled slyly, urging him on while also giving him a subtle threat.
Under the threat of an extra bowl, He Yubai dared not delay any longer. He picked up the bowl and gulped it down in one go, not daring to pause for a moment, for fear that if he slowed down his swallowing, he would taste the pungent bitterness of the Chinese medicine.
After finishing the drink, as if in a fit of pique, He Yubai deliberately tilted the bowl upside down.
I just want to prove to Jiang Mian that he has finished drinking the medicine!
"Not bad, not bad, He Baobei is really great."
Jiang Mian clapped in an affected manner, and even deliberately spoke in a voice like she was coaxing a child.
He Yubai's face darkened: "I just drank it, don't make me throw it all up again."
Jiang's mother's voice came from the kitchen: "Mianmian, why did you call for your mother just now?"
“It’s nothing,” Jiang Mian replied. “It’s just that He Yubai has finished his medicine and should go back to the hotel.”
"You've booked a hotel, haven't you?"
That's what they say, but Jiang Mian didn't know the answer. After talking to her mother, she turned to ask He Yubai.
"Yes, I had my dad's assistant order it for me before I came."
Sigh, Jiang Mian couldn't help but think that the other party was a rich second-generation, with someone taking care of all his food, clothing, housing and transportation. She was really worrying for nothing.
"Back to the hotel? Are you staying alone?"
Jiang's mother wiped her hands and walked out of the kitchen.
He Yubai nodded: "Yes, I'm traveling alone."
"How can you manage alone in the hotel?"
Jiang's mother initially thought he had just eaten something bad and had an upset stomach, but it turned out to be due to acclimatization issues. She thought this was no small matter.
"You're not feeling well right now, and it's not safe for you to stay in a hotel alone. What if you get a headache or fever in the middle of the night?"
Jiang's mother said directly, "Why don't you just stay at our house for now? You can share a room with Mianmian and sleep in his bed."
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