Jing Li couldn't stand the slightest breeze, and he kept burrowing into Qin Zhao's arms. Qin Zhao held him steady and touched his forehead, finding the temperature normal. "Why is it so cold? I'll make sure Mr. Xue takes your pulse when we get to the county town."
Jing Li responded weakly, buried her face in his arms and refused to move.
The two set off early. Qin Zhao was worried that Jing Li would catch a cold in the carriage, so he urged the driver to speed up. They actually arrived at the county town before 3 p.m.
They had already agreed with Mr. Xue in advance to meet at Ayi's pharmacy.
The ox cart stopped directly in front of the alley where the pharmacy was located.
The driver helped unload the luggage from the car, while Qin Zhao wrapped Jing Li in his robe and half hugged and half embraced him to help him get out of the car.
There were customers buying medicine in the store, Ayi was busy at the counter, and Xue Ren was bored and sat in front of the drugstore smoking his pipe.
When he saw the two of them in this state, he laughed: "A few months ago, he was the one who supported you, but now you are the one supporting him. What's wrong with the two of you? One of you must be sick."
Qin Zhao shook his head: "Sir, you are joking."
Seeing that Jing Li looked unhappy, Xue Ren did not delay any longer and led them in.
"What's wrong with Jingli? Is he sick?" After seeing the guests off, Ayi walked over and asked worriedly.
Jing Li had been freezing in the car for most of the day, his hands and feet were frozen, and he didn't want to say a word.
"It was too cold on the road, I was freezing." Qin Zhao asked, "Do you have ginger soup?"
Ayi nodded: "Yes, I will cook it right away."
Xue Ren added, "My dear grandson, add some more herbs to keep out the cold. I taught you that. They both need to drink it."
Ayi: "I understand, Grandpa Xue."
The temperature in the county town was higher than in the small mountain village, but the medicine shop, though small, was warm enough. Jing Li and Qin Zhao squeezed into a chair and sat for a while, their numb limbs finally warming up.
He leaned in Qin Zhao's arms and sighed, "This is the most difficult winter I've ever had."
Before traveling through time, he never felt so sleepy in winter. Although his body was cooler than that of ordinary people, he was not so afraid of the cold.
It must be the prototype of the koi that caused this.
Qin Zhao rubbed his hair soothingly. Xue Ren was smoking his pipe with a smile beside him. The smoke drifted to the two of them. Jing Li suddenly felt a little nauseous when he smelled it, and coughed twice.
"Oh, sorry." Xue Ren quickly put out his pipe and came to Jing Li's side. "What's wrong with you? You can't even smell the smoke?"
"It's been like this since the twelfth lunar month," Jing Li said aggrievedly, "sometimes the charcoal fire is so strong that it smells unpleasant."
Xue Ren raised his eyebrows.
Qin Zhao also said, "He has had a poor appetite for several days, but he can't find the reason. He was just thinking of coming to Mr. Xue to check his pulse."
Xue Ren grinned, "Mr. Qin, you're embarrassing me. Your medical skills are no worse than mine, and the herbs you listed are of great help. If you can't diagnose the problem, what can I do?"
Qin Zhao shook his head: "I am just showing off my skills. I am far from being as good as Mr. Xue."
Xue Ren was cheered up by his words and said, "Alright, Xiao Yu'er is really distressed. Stretch out your hand, Grandpa Xue will feel your pulse."
Jing Li reluctantly pulled his hand out of Qin Zhao's arms. Xue Ren placed an wrist rest on the small table beside him and asked Jing Li to put his hand on it.
Xue Renkou felt Jing Li's pulse for a moment, then looked at his mouth, tongue, and eyes, and asked, "Have you had a poor appetite recently and are you afraid of the cold?"
Jing Li: "Yeah."
"Do you still feel sleepy all the time and can't stand smells that are too pungent?"
Jing Li nodded: "Yes."
Xue Ren let go of his hand and fell silent.
Qin Zhao felt a little strange after hearing what Xue Ren said. He put Jing Li's hand back in his arms and stroked the back of his hand thoughtfully.
This symptom sounds like...
"It looks like she's pregnant." Xue Ren slowly gave the answer.
Qin Zhao: "..."
Jing Li: “???”
"How could I—cough cough cough!" Jing Li was so frightened by him that he coughed repeatedly, sat up straight, and said incoherently, "But I clearly... I am a man, how could I possibly—"
Qin Zhao also said: "I have checked his pulse these past few days, and it doesn't seem to be..."
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