Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

   Zhao Qishan knew the importance of this game to Han Yingxue, but right now, Xueer has nothing to do, and in his eyes it is the most important.

   Zhao Qishan comforted softly: "It's okay."

   "It's definitely not possible if you don't participate, we have to give it a try. Go back, I'll let Sanpi participate on my behalf. He has been studying after me for so long. There should be no problem." Han Yingxue said.

  Chen Sanpi's talent is good. During these days, she is also teaching hand-in-hand. She is smart and learns quickly. In this competition, without her, Chen Sanpi can also fight.

  The doctor grabbed the medicine and said, "I'll cut a pair to eat when I go back tonight, and eat it tomorrow. That's it!"

"that's it?"

   "Well, don't move, lie down on the bed and rest!"

   "Sure, thank you doctor!" Zhao Qishan took the medicine bag and hugged Han Yingxue.

  Han Yingxue's body is small, more like a child in his arms.

   Seeing that Zhao Qishan was sent away, the doctor and the servant in the medical center breathed a sigh of relief, and finally sent King Yama away.

   "Let's go to sleep!" said the doctor.

   After Zhao Qishan returned, he put Han Yingxue on the bed. Hurry over to decoct.

  The ancient Chinese medicine is more troublesome to fry.

   About an hour later, the medicine was finally cooked.

   Zhao Qishan brought the medicine to Han Yingxue, waited for the medicine to cool down, and said to Han Yingxue, "Xue'er, take the medicine!"

   Traditional Chinese medicine, Han Yingxue has never taken it before. He has been sick too few times before. Even if he is sick, he can only use some western medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine is not only troublesome to eat, but also very bitter.

  Han Yingxue smelled the medicine, and felt unbearably bitter. How can you drink this kind of medicine?

   "Bitter!" Han Yingxue frowned, not wanting to drink.

   In front of Zhao Qishan, she has the willfulness of a little girl. And this kind of willfulness, she knew that only Zhao Qishan would tolerate her.

   "Good medicine is bitter, no matter how bitter it is, you have to drink it. Xue Er is good, drink the medicine. After drinking it, your stomach will not hurt!" Zhao Qishan coaxed.

   "Don't drink..." Han Yingxue shook her head.

   Zhao Qishan was a little helpless, and Xueer played a little bit in front of him again.

   "Honey, drink it and give you candy?"

   "Where's the candy? Zhao Qishan, don't lie to me!"

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  Han Yingxue smiled helplessly when she looked at Zhao Qishan.

   "Cher, then why do you drink it?"

   "You feed me!"

   "Ok I feed you!"

   Zhao Qishan picked up the spoon and handed the medicine to Han Yingxue's mouth.

   "It's not like that!" Han Yingxue shook his head.

   "How do you feed it?" Zhao Qishan was puzzled.

   "You drink first...then feed me with your mouth..." After Han Yingxue said it, her face turned slightly red.

   Is she becoming less and less disciplined?

   "Okay, I'll use my mouth to speak!" Zhao Qishan smiled again and again. He seems to be willing to do it.

   Zhao Qishan took a sip first, then kissed Han Yingxue, and put the soup in her mouth into her mouth.

   Chinese medicine is unusually bitter, but Zhao Qishan fed Han Yingxue after a while.

  The two people who kissed, couldn't stop.

   Zhao Qishan bit Han Yingxue's lips.

   There was no one else in the room, and Han Yingxue also hugged Zhao Qishan indulgently, and from time to time teased him with his small hands. The small flame on Zhao Qishan was set on fire again.

   "Little Goblin..." Zhao Qishan grunted in a low voice. It's a pity that Cher was not feeling well today, otherwise she would have to be punished today.