20demayo Chapter 1271 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (59)
Chapter 1271 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (59)
Chapter 1271 Hero, Dried This Bowl of Chicken Soup (59)
"Hero Lian, this soup is ready, drink it while it's hot." Xiao Tao said.
Xiao Tao still held the bowl of decoction in her hand, she served it on a small wooden plate, and the decoction was placed on top of the wooden plate.
Even Mo nodded when he heard the words.
"Master Lian..." Jing Qingran called him, "You can drink here..."
The smell is so bad outside, I'm afraid it will be even worse when it gets inside the carriage, so it's better to drink it here.
Xiao Tao seemed to have noticed this too, she nodded and said: "Lian Daxia, you can drink the medicine here, or you can go to our carriage to drink it, there is still a lot of soup and medicine, and you can continue to drink it after drinking it. "
This decoction is equivalent to a tonic, and there is no clear regulation on how much to drink. It doesn't matter if you drink more or less.
Hearing what Xiaotao said, Jing Qingran also felt that it was reasonable, if he went to that carriage, the smell would be really unpleasant... "Lian Daxia, you can drink in our carriage, you can drink slowly, it's fine. "
Lian Mo looked at them, thought for a while, and finally nodded: "Okay."
It was rare that he was willing to agree.
Get on the carriage together and go.
Seeing this, the two coachmen continued to drive away.
"Why didn't Brother Lian Mo come up?" Nangong Wubing pouted slightly, feeling a little disappointed in his heart.
"Didn't you hear what they said outside?" Jiuye said, "Lian Daxia went to Mr. Xu and Xiaotao's carriage to drink medicine."
"He can also come here to drink." Nangong Wubing said, pouted again.
"The smell here..." Jiuye said, frowning.
Don't you think it smells bad here?
"But, you can also come up here to drink medicine." Nangong Wubing said.
"Okay, don't think too much, you can drink this medicine, you should drink it too." Jiuye said.
Inside the bowl is a black concoction, which looks very thick, and the smell keeps wafting out, making people afraid to look directly at it, because the smell is really unpleasant.
Jiuye didn't look at the bowl of medicine too much.
Inexplicably, looking at this bowl of medicine is a kind of torture.
The most torturous thing is that I have to drink this bowl of medicine.
Nangong Wubing picked up the bowl of medicine bravely, brought the bowl to his lips bravely, and drank it with his mouth.
The black concoction was slowly, slowly drank by him into his mouth. As soon as it entered his mouth, Nangong Wuyi's whole face was twisted together, his eyebrows were knitted together, his eyes were half-closed, and the expression on his whole face was very painful, and he felt There is a devil dancing in his mouth, but he cannot drive it out.
Very painful.
Nangong Wubing tried his best to resist the urge to vomit, bit the bullet, held his nose, tried his best to let his tongue ignore the taste, and continued to drink two mouthfuls of the soup.
The devil in the mouth didn't stop dancing, but danced more and more intensely, making the whole mouth feel 'drunk and dreaming', which was terrible.
Nangong Wubing's eyes were closed, this feeling was really sour.
He had taken this medicine several times, but it was still as unpleasant as ever.
This medicine is very bitter, very bitter, so bitter that it seems that people's tongues can be cut off.
This medicine not only smells bitter, but tastes even more bitter.
It's so painful that it makes people cry.
Nangong Wubing had to continue drinking, as the medicine was not finished yet.
Who really drinks the medicine, who knows, the taste is really terrible.
"It's really bitter..." Nangong Wubing said in pain, thinking in his heart: If Brother Lian Mo was here, maybe it wouldn't be so bitter...
(End of this chapter)