The unlucky guy was reborn as a lucky girl from a farm

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have slept so soundly. The two people who had already drunk the medicine made quite a noise, and most people should have woken up long ago.

Although I can't see clearly, I feel my eyes move. I guess he is pretending. Such an adult is afraid of taking medicine and doesn't even value his own life. No matter how anxious others are, it's useless.

The man was very nervous. His palms were sweating and his breathing was trembling slightly. He was afraid that the doctor would wake him up. He lay there stiff all over and wanted to move to relieve the discomfort.

But Doctor Zhao was here, so he didn't dare to move, otherwise everything would be exposed.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Jincheng thought that if he didn't cure this bad habit, it would still be difficult for him to take medicine in the future.

I tried pushing the man again, still no response. However, I felt his muscles tense and one corner of his mouth lifted slightly.

Then he put the bowl back.

"Well, since you can't wake up, I'll just take the medicine back and wait for someone to come and carry you tomorrow. It will save me the trouble."

When the man heard "lift me up", he thought, "Does this mean that he will die if he doesn't drink the medicine?" He was so scared that he quickly opened his eyes and tried to grab the other person's clothes. Zhao Jincheng was quick and dodged, so he didn't catch him.

"Doctor Zhao, I was sleeping so soundly just now that I woke up. You must be here to bring me medicine. Thank you for your hard work in the middle of the night."

Seeing that he was like a completely different person, Zhao Jincheng snorted in his heart. It doesn't matter whether you take the medicine sooner or later. Why bother with so much trouble and waste both parties' time? He is either stupid or bad.

"Yes, this medicine is just right to drink now."

Put the food box on the ground and take out a bowl of medicine from it.

The man took a look at the big black bowl, he sniffed it, and there was a strong smell of Chinese medicine in the air, which was really nauseating. He had to cover his nose and breathe through his mouth.

I was already feeling a little dizzy, and the smell made me even more dizzy.

Trying hard to suppress his nausea, he said in a weak voice, "Doctor, leave it there. I'll drink it later."

Zhao Jincheng knew that if he put the medicine here, he would definitely not drink it. He would just hesitate for a while before letting it cool down, and the final result would be to pour it out secretly.

"It won't work if you don't drink it while it's hot. If you don't drink it, I'll take it away. I have other things to do."

Zhao Jincheng reached out to take the bowl, but the man was quick to stop his hand from reaching for the bowl.

"I drink."

Although he said this, he still didn't make any move to drink.

Zhao Jincheng was a little impatient. "Don't worry about it. Go to sleep. If you don't want to drink, then don't drink. I will arrange for someone to help you. I won't let you get stinky here."

When the man heard what Zhao Jincheng said, his heart tightened. Did he have to take the medicine? He had never been sick before and was as strong as a bull. Nothing would happen, right? He must be trying to scare him.

But I was very nervous, after all, I had seen thick smoke many times before, and I could smell the smell from a long distance away, which really made me feel cold all over.

Zhao Jincheng saw that he was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't know what he was thinking about, and he was shivering with his arms hugged. Could it be that his illness was serious?

Really, he still refuses to take the medicine even in this state, and doesn't take his life seriously at all. At a time like this, I have to stimulate him again. If it doesn't work, I can't give up. I can only find someone to hold down his hands and feet and force him to drink the medicine.

"After it's burned, it can be used as fertilizer. It means you've been of some use."

When the man heard these words, he felt as if he was drenched in cold water, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. It was such a hot day that he wished he could cover himself with a quilt.

He kept repeating two words, "Fertilizer, fertilizer..."

He hugged himself tightly with both hands. If you could see clearly, you would definitely see extreme fear in his eyes.

"I don't want to be fertilizer, I don't want to..."

He picked up the bowl of medicine, and the unpleasant smell went straight to his head. He retched a few times, and in the dim light he could see that his whole face was distorted, and his brows were twisted tighter than a hemp rope.

He held his breath, opened his mouth wide, picked up the bowl and poured the liquid straight into his throat.

Until only a little bit of medicine residue was left in the bowl.

After drinking the medicine, I stuck out my tongue and took a few breaths. My mouth was full of bitterness and bitter tears came out. Fortunately, it was late at night and no one noticed me. I quickly wiped the corners of my eyes with my hands.

I knew it tasted bad, but I didn't expect it to be so bad. No wonder some people need someone to hold them down while they take the medicine.

He wiped his mouth with his hand and cleaned it.

My stomach suddenly felt uncomfortable and nauseous. No, I couldn't vomit it out, otherwise all this suffering would be in vain.

I forced myself to suppress the nauseous feeling, but the taste in my mouth kept reminding me that I had just drunk a bowl of medicine.

Zhao Jincheng handed him the water.

The man took it, took a big gulp, rinsed his mouth, and spat it out on the ground. Only then did he feel alive again.

Looking at Zhao Jincheng, he was a little nervous, his mouth trembling, "Doctor, if I drink this medicine, I don't need to be used as fertilizer."

Zhao Jincheng looked at him huddled together, wondering if his words just now were too harsh. He lowered his eyes and thought for a while. It was not harsh at all. As long as he would take the medicine obediently and not waste time there, his words would not be harsh at all.

I feel happy when I think of this. A big problem has been solved. From now on, he will take the medicine on time and there is no need to force him anymore.

"Not for now. If I don't take the medicine properly in the future, I might..."

The man didn't want to hear the word "fertilizer" again and interrupted Zhao Jincheng directly.

"I will definitely drink the medicine carefully. I will definitely drink it carefully. If you send me medicine next time, I will be the first one to drink it. I will never be so petty again."

After saying that, he buried his head in his knees, two streams of hot tears streaming down his face. He didn't dare make a sound for fear of being laughed at, and a large spot on his trouser leg was immediately wet.

Zhao Jincheng knew that he didn't want others to see him lose his composure, so he quickly put away the bowl.

"Well, just know to take the medicine on time. I'll come see you tomorrow."

Having said that, he walked back.

When the man heard Zhao Jincheng leave, he raised his head, which he had been keeping buried. If he didn't raise it, he would probably suffocate. He opened his mouth wide, his face flushed, and he cried uncontrollably, but no sound came out. You could see his back hunched up and down, and he was sobbing.

She whispered in grievance: "Why are you coming tomorrow~"

I wiped my tears and suddenly saw something on the ground.

I picked it up and it turned out to be a handkerchief.

The man was a little surprised. He picked it up and smelled it. It had a medicinal fragrance. Was it left by Doctor Zhao?

It must be him, otherwise how could a man use this thing.

He actually found me crying. I wiped my tears with a handkerchief and cried even harder. Finally, I cried out loud. He is really someone I can't stop embarrassing myself with every day.

The two people next to them were awakened by the sound. They were resting well, but they could only open their eyes helplessly. They looked at each other and felt disgust and anger in each other's eyes.