Chapter 1944
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Qiao Chu and the others burst into tears.
There was more!!
"Little Xie ….. You still want to drink?" Qiao Chu's face turned from white to black as he stared at the pot that was as thick as a grown man's waist.
This was not a pot, it was more like a bucket!
"Good medicine tastes bitter, what about it? You don't want to drink? "Jun Wu Xie raised an eyebrow, her tone menacing.
At that moment, no one dared to resist and they could only stare at Jun Wu Xie in despair.
Long Qi fought to hold back his laughter and under Jun Xie's instructions, he filled Qiao Chu and the others' bowls to the brim. Looking at the pitch black medicine in the bowls, the faces of the companions looked even worse than before they had taken the medicine.
Even if it was a miracle elixir, but the taste …..
Could they choose to continue to be sick?
Obviously, the answer was no.
With the determination of a warrior who had cut off his own arm, the few youths picked up the bowl of medicine and drank it in one gulp.
With that one bowl, they experienced what it meant to be better off dead.
Fei Yan could not hold it in any longer and he fell to the side of the bed to retch. The stench in his mouth made him want to die just by smelling it.
Fei Yan felt like he was going to die as tears streamed down his face.
Qiao Chu's situation was not much better and he was holding it in and his face was red.
Hua Yao, Rong Ruo and Fan Zhuo were better, but from their tightly pursed lips, it was not hard to see that they were trying their best to hold it in.
Unfortunately, the "torture" was not over. After the second bowl, Long Qi held up the pot and poured more medicine for them.
Qiao Chu looked at Long Qi angrily and asked: "Big Brother Long Qi, are you sure there's more in the pot?" Can't you see that we are dying? Can't you be a little more humane!
Long Qi looked at Qiao Chu with a straight face and said righteously: "Our Young Miss had ordered people to prepare seven portions for the five of you." Hence, he had only drunk one or two bowls. Even if he wanted to pretend that the pot was empty, Jun Xie would not believe him.
"Seven ….. Seven portions ….." Qiao Chu's eyes widened as he stared incredulously at Long Qi. He could not believe what he had just heard.
The other youths' faces turned green as if they had eaten worms.
"You will have to take this medicine every day." Jun Wu Xie said again, throwing a message that sent Qiao Chu and the others into a frenzy.
In an instant, the five youths were petrified.
Drink it every day …
"I … I'm dizzy … I'm going to sleep for a while." Fei Yan hurriedly snuggled into the quilt, determined to play dead.
"Alright, Long Qi, save Fei Yan's portion and heat it up for him to drink tonight." How could Jun Wu Xie let him escape?
Fei Yan, who was wrapped in the blanket, trembled.
Fan Zhuo was the most resigned to his fate. Maybe he was already used to drinking medicine. Although the taste of the medicine was hard to swallow, but he had long learnt to numb his taste buds when drinking medicine. He drank the bowl clean in one gulp and beckoned for Long Qi to quickly refill it, before finishing the remaining bowls in one go.
After drinking seven bowls of medicine, Fan Zhuo immediately regretted it. Those seven bowls of medicine had filled his stomach to the brim, so much so that the medicine had already reached his throat. The taste lingered, and Fan Zhuo was in complete despair.
Under Jun Xie's stare, Qiao Chu and the others had no choice but to resign themselves to their fate and finish all the medicine. After they finished drinking it, all of them looked like they had been struck by a serious illness as they lay half dead on their beds.
Jun Wu Xie turned to look at Yue Ye and Yue Ye immediately carried the pile of elixirs and walked over to Qiao Chu and the others with a smile on her face.
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