The medicine is really not bitter. Is everything caused by her psychology?
Jiang Nanyan looked at Huangfulian and then at the decoction in his hand, feeling confused.
"It's really not bitter, be good, drink it while it's hot." Huangfulian said, scooping out another spoonful of the soup and bringing it to Jiang Nanyan's lips.
Jiang Nanyan looked at Huangfulian intently, and after a while, she decided to believe his words, opened her mouth, and drank the decoction.[
The next second, she seemed to have seen a ghost, her eyes widened in horror!
This time, Jiang Nanyan was really sure that the bowl of medicine was incredibly painful!
Every time she took a sip, it felt like someone was cutting her tongue with a knife.
The spoon with a touch of white steam was brought to Jiang Nanyan's mouth for the third time.
She swallowed, her eyes widened, and stared at the spoon of soup for a moment. Several times, she mustered up the courage to drink it, but was choked by the bitter taste before and had to turn her head away in frustration.
That medicine is really bitter.
Is it true that he can’t eat Huangfulian at all?
If Huangfulian really can't eat it, Jiang Nanyan really doesn't know what to say to him.
"It's too bitter, I can't drink it." She pushed Huangfulian's hand away, not wanting to experience the feeling of having her tongue cut off again.
"No! For the sake of your health, you must drink these medicines." Huangfulian took another spoonful of medicine and handed it to her lips, "Yan'er, have you forgotten what you promised me just now?"