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The next morning, the sunlight shone through the gaps in the curtains, casting patches of light into Qi Xiurui's room.

At this time, Qi Xiurui had already woken up and was sitting by the window reading a book.

At this moment, there were slight footsteps outside the door, and the servant came in with medicine.

The servant held a small plate with a familiar glass medicine bottle and a cup of warm water on it.

The servant looked respectful and cautious as he walked in front of Qi Xiurui.

"You should take your medicine. Here are today's medicines."

Qi Xiurui's gaze fell from the lines of words on the book to the servant's face.

He raised his chin and said casually, "Put it on the table."

"Okay." The servant gently placed the medicine tray on the table, said nothing, turned and left his room.

Qi Xiurui was a little surprised. In the past, the servants would always supervise him while taking the medicine. No matter whether he refused or even got angry every time, the servants would do their duty and give him some advice.

But today, the servant just put down the medicine silently without saying anything more.

Qi Xiurui's heart moved. Could it be that the servants had noticed his habit and no longer forced him to take medicine in front of them?

Qi Xiurui stood up slowly, his eyes fell on the medicine bottle on the table.

He reached out and gently picked up the medicine bottle, rubbing his fingers lightly over the bottle, feeling the familiar yet unfamiliar touch.

Qi Xiurui opened the bottle cap and poured out the medicine that he should take in the morning. The tiny pills seemed to glow in the morning light.

Qi Xiurui moved very carefully, as if he was afraid of disturbing something.

He picked up the pills one by one and put them into a small bottle that had been prepared in the drawer.

Every movement seemed so skillful, yet with a barely perceptible tremor.

After finishing all this, he gently closed the lid of the small bottle, put it back deep in the drawer and locked the drawer.

Throughout the whole process, his eyes remained firm and deep, as if this was all he had to do, and he would never hesitate or regret it.

……

At noon, the sun was shining brightly today, shining into the entire Qi family through the large floor-to-ceiling windows, and shining onto the dining table through the restaurant windows.

Qi came downstairs to have lunch and saw Qi's father and mother sitting at the dining table.

When they saw Qi Xiurui coming over, they both smiled with concern.

"Xiao Rui, how do you feel today?"

"Very good." Qi Xiurui nodded.

He has tried his best to rest well and sleep more these days to reduce his body's consumption and make himself look more energetic.

"That's good. Please sit down and eat." Qi's father greeted him and motioned Qi's mother to serve him some rice.

Qi Xiurui nodded, walked to the dining table and sat down, but looking at such a large table of food, his face seemed a little pale and his appetite was obviously not good.

Mother Qi handed the prepared meal to Qi Xiurui: "Eat more, Xiaorui. I heard that you didn't eat much during the few days we were away, and your complexion looks bad. You are weak now, so you should eat more to get better quickly. Do you hear me?"

"Yeah." Qi Xiurui nodded: "I'll try to eat more."

Qi Xiurui responded, picked up the chopsticks, reluctantly picked up some food and put it into his mouth, but almost immediately felt nauseous.

Qi Xiurui suppressed his nausea and tried to eat as much as possible in response to his parents' concern.

But his appetite was really poor, and every bite of food seemed difficult for him.

Qi's mother noticed that her son ate very little, and she couldn't help but frowned and asked with concern: "Xiao Rui, you eat too little! Are you feeling unwell?"

Qi Xiurui forced a smile and replied, "It's okay, Mom. It might be that I have some reaction to the medicine I took recently. My appetite is not very good."

Father Qi frowned when he heard this: "Drug reaction? Why didn't you tell us?"

Qi Xiurui lowered his head and avoided their gazes: "It's nothing serious, it's just that my appetite is not very good. It should be better after a while."

"But you've been taking medicine for so long, and you've never had such a severe loss of appetite." Mother Qi was worried and asked again, "What's wrong with you?"

Qi Xiurui knew that his parents cared about him, and he also knew that his physical condition was much worse than it appeared.

But he didn't want to worry his parents, and he didn't dare let them know that he didn't take his medicine, so he could only try his best to hide his discomfort.

He picked up another piece of food with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, chewing it with difficulty: "Actually, I have always had a poor appetite, but recently, maybe because I am more anxious about these things, it has become more serious."

Mother Qi sighed, she took Qi Xiurui's hand and patted it gently: "If you feel unwell, you must tell us, don't just force yourself to do it. Drug reactions are not trivial matters, we have to find a way to solve it."

Qi Xiurui nodded: "Don't worry, I know my own body."

Qi's father and mother looked at each other. Neither of them said anything, but from their eyes, they seemed to understand each other's thoughts.

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Qi Xiurui endured the discomfort, ate a small bowl of food and returned to his room.

His breathing was a little rapid, as if his stomach and intestines were violently resisting and clamoring, not letting him have an easy time.

Qi Xiurui returned to the room, clenched his fist and pressed it against his upper abdomen. He even felt that if he pressed hard, he would vomit out all the food he had just eaten.

Qi Xiurui was a little hesitant. He knew that he would feel much better after vomiting, but his body would only become weaker and weaker. He needed food to maintain his energy.

Just as he was thinking this, there was another knock on his door.

"Enter."

When Qi Xiurui looked up, the servant came in with a tray of medicine.

Seeing this, I couldn't help but wonder: "Huh? Why are you bringing medicine again? For tomorrow?"

"No, young master." The servant placed the medicine tray in front of Qi Xiurui and explained, "Young master, this is the medicine that the master and the mistress prepared specially for you. They saw that you had a poor appetite at noon, and they said that taking it would relieve the discomfort."

Qi Xiurui was somewhat touched. He knew that his parents cared about him, but he was also aware of his physical condition, which could not be alleviated by simple medicine.

He looked down at the medicine on the plate and found that this medicine was different from the one in the morning. The color was darker and the shape was slightly different.

Qi Xiurui hesitated for a moment, but thinking of his parents' worries, he didn't want to disappoint them. In addition, he was really feeling uncomfortable, so if it could relieve his discomfort, it would be good to eat it.

He picked up the pill, put it in his mouth, then took a sip of water and swallowed the pill.

The servant watched Qi finish taking the medicine, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face: "Master, you have a good rest. If you feel any discomfort, please tell me at any time."

Qi Xiurui nodded, without any expectation of the effect of this drug, and just nodded lightly: "Okay, I understand, go out."

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