My Foolish Snake Husband Wouldn't Stop Pestering Me

Yan Rui's lips were pale, and his face wrinkled: "Do I have to take medicine?"

He still stayed at the time when he drank the traditional Chinese medicine, and the smell turned his stomach, from the bitterness in his mouth to the writhing in his stomach.

Song Qi went directly to pour a glass of water. The water in the kettle was still hot from yesterday.

He opened the medicine bag, and inside were the pills prescribed by the doctor. There were about seven or eight pills mixed together, white and yellow.

"It must be eaten." Song Qi couldn't see Yan Rui's pitiful appearance, and after he finished speaking seriously, he coaxed patiently, "Don't worry, it's not bitter."

Yan Rui was depressed, looked at him timidly, looked at his face for a while, and then stared at the pill in his hand.

Doubt appeared on his face: "How can there be medicine that is not bitter?"

If it wasn't for the bad atmosphere, Song Qi would have been amused by him, this little fool is too cute.

Song Qi raised his hand, put the medicine in front of his eyes and said, "This yellow medicine is not bitter."

Yan Rui squeezed one, stretched out his tongue and licked it cautiously, there was a hint of sweetness on the tip of his tongue.

Those big hazy eyes lit up just like fireworks breaking through the night.

Yan Rui blinked, looking at the medicine in his hand with surprise: "There are really sweet medicines."

"Look, I didn't lie to you." Song Qi looked at him with raised eyebrows, and urged, "Hurry up and take the medicine, so that the disease will recover quickly."

Yan Rui picked out four of the white pills and put them in his mouth. As soon as the pills got wet, the bitterness oozes out.

Seeing his wrinkled face, Song Qi quickly handed over the water: "Drink the water quickly."

He had a small esophagus, so he swallowed a few pills and drank a whole glass of water without swallowing it.

The bitter pill was stuck in the throat, unable to go up or down, and slowly turned into a thick sour and bitter.

With his stomach churning, Yan Rui retched uncontrollably. Thinking that Song Qi was still here, he immediately covered his mouth and looked at him with a pale face.

If Duan Chen was here, seeing him like this would be scolded again.

It's very impolite to retch in front of people. He secretly glanced at Song Qi, afraid that he would scold him like Ah Chen, but Song Qi poured him another glass of water as if he didn't see it. Breathe thinly: "Drink water and swallow it quickly, you too, how can you swallow so much medicine at once, it's bitter now."

Yan Rui quickly swallowed two more saliva, and the tablet of medicine in his throat finally slipped down.

"Thank you."

"Don't say thank you, you haven't finished your medicine yet." Song Qi reminded, staring at his hand.

Yan Rui looked at the three yellow pills left in his hand, hesitated for a while, and finally shook his head.

"Are you afraid of suffering and don't want to eat?"

Yan Rui still shook his head, and replied obediently: "This medicine is not bitter."

"Then why don't you eat?" Song Qi looked at him puzzled.

"Reluctant."

Song Qi was taken aback, half sad and half funny.

Sure enough, he is a fool, and his thinking is very understandable.

Yan Rui explained: "It's sweet, and I'm reluctant to eat it." He hasn't tasted sweet for a long time, and he has almost forgotten what sweet tastes like after being bitter for so long.

The last time I ate candy seemed to be in my previous life.

He will never forget the bunch of sugar-coated candied haws.

Song Qi felt as if his heart was being grabbed by a hand, throbbing and throbbing, but in a moment the soreness spread all over his body, even his nose was slightly sore.

He opened his mouth, and it felt like a thorn was stuck deep in his throat.

He thought he was pitiful enough, but he didn't expect Yan Rui to be even more pitiful than him.

Yan Rui retracted his hand, then let go, his palm was smudged yellow by the pills, he frowned, as if he didn't know what to do, he was so at a loss.

"What's wrong?" Song Qi asked worriedly.

"It's drugged."

Song Qi tried hard to suppress his trembling voice and said, "Take it quickly, this medicine is only sweet on the outside, now it will become bitter when it melts."

Yan Rui showed a regretful expression.

Song Qi smiled lightly: "You take your medicine obediently, and I'll buy you candy tomorrow."

Yan Rui refused: "No need, if you eat too much sugar, you will become addicted, I'm afraid..."

He was afraid that once he tasted the sweetness, he would not be able to bear the bitterness.

Yan Rui put the medicine into his mouth, and sure enough, the medicine without that layer of sugar was much more bitter than ordinary medicine.

Yan Rui drank two more glasses of water, and felt dizzy again after taking the medicine.

"Go to sleep now, if you wake up tomorrow and still have a fever, you have to go to the hospital."

Yan Rui only felt that his mind was in a mess, and he nodded in response without paying attention to Song Qi's words.

Song Qi tucked him in the quilt, watched him close his eyes and fell asleep before turning to wash.

After getting into bed, he saw that Yan Rui was still shaking on the bed.

Song Qi's heart felt weak, and he got up and plugged in the hot water bottle, and put it into Yan Rui's quilt lightly after heating up.

As if feeling the temperature, Yan Rui leaned over with trembling body, consciously hugging the hot water bag with his hands, and leaned his face over, sleeping peacefully.

Seeing that he finally stopped shaking, Song Qi went to bed with peace of mind.

I've been busy all day, and it's already one o'clock in the morning. I didn't feel tired before, but I fell asleep as soon as I hit the pillow, and I had no dreams all night.

..........

The next day, noon.

Song Qi was awakened by hunger, and when she woke up, she subconsciously glanced in Yan Rui's direction.

The sleeping position is still the same as last night, curled up with a warm water bottle in her arms, her head covered by the quilt, with only a handful of hair exposed.

Song Qi jumped out of bed, went to Yan Rui's bed and quietly lifted the quilt and touched his forehead.

It's not hot anymore, it seems that the medicine he bought is good, and the fever subsided overnight.

It's just that his hands are still cold, just like snakes.

Yan Rui frowned, his eyelids moved, and then he opened his eyes.

Seeing Song Qi in front of him, he was taken aback for a moment before realizing that he had already been kicked out by Duan Chen.

The disappointment that flashed in his eyes did not escape Song Qi's eyes, he laughed heckly: "Are you unhappy seeing me?"

"No...not." Yan Rui shook his head and hands, flustered, just like a child who did something wrong and was caught on the spot.

"That's... you lost because you didn't see the person you wanted to see?"

Yan Rui clearly felt a tightness in his chest, and his heart became a little heavy. Every time it beat, there was a wave of pain in his body that made people unable to move.

He couldn't help but reached out and rubbed his chest.

Seeing his actions, Song Qi knew that she was right.

If you can think of a person with such an expression, you must be your sweetheart.

Song Qi didn't continue to ask.

"Do you feel better today? Is your head still dizzy? Is your throat sore? What's wrong?"

A series of questions were thrown at Yan Rui, which made him confused, and it took half his salary to sort them out, and he answered one by one: "I'm already cured, my head is not dizzy, and my throat is not sore, thank you last night."

As he spoke, the corners of his mouth raised slightly,

It was rare for Song Qi to see Yan Rui smiling. When he smiled, his brows and eyes were curved, and the dimples on both sides of his cheeks seemed to be filled with honey, which made people sink in.

Those good words that compliment people's appearance seem to be prepared for him, even a big man like him can't help but feel itchy after reading it.