Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a bowl of black stuff on the plate.
The thick eyebrows immediately frowned, "What is this?"
"The chicken soup specially made by the butler."
"Chicken soup?" Shangguan Rui's eyebrows became tighter and tighter.
Then where is chicken soup?
It's so dark that it's comparable to the water in the ditch.
"There are Chinese medicine added to increase the body's immunity."
Shangguan Rui looked at the bowl of dark soup, full of suspicion.
Shangguan Rui scooped a tablespoon and sent it to his mouth, "I have asked Zhixing, she said that it will not conflict with the medicine you take now. Drink it, it just looks black and tastes still
OK, I've tried it just now."
"Are you sure?" Shangguan Rui looked full of doubt.
"I've tried it." Sikong Lingge was like coaxing a child, and said, "You can try it. If it's not delicious, you can not drink it."
Shangguan Rui looked at the bowl of black soup and didn't believe that Sikong Lingge had really tried it.
The soup looks scary and tastes even more strange. How could someone who is so afraid of the strange smell of Sikong Lingge can try it?
"Okay... forget it." Shangguan Rui shook his head.
"You try it first, just one." Sikong Lingge persuaded him vigorously.
All right.
The medicine was delivered to his mouth, and Sikong Lingge was so expectant... Shangguan Rui had to open his mouth and drink it.
The next second, his eyebrows immediately frowned.
Damn it!
This medicine is so bitter that it is almost cut off the tongue!
"Cough..." Shangguan Ruichai vomited the medicine impulsively.
Seeing Sikong Lingge's worried expression, he swallowed the terrible medicine.
My tongue was numb and I couldn't speak for a long time.
“It’s hard to drink?”
"Bloody..." Shangguan Rui frowned tightly.
"Treat?" Sikong Lingge was puzzled.
No.
When she was in the kitchen, she saw the soup so dark, and she thought it would be difficult to get it. Shangguan Rui would not accept it, so she let the manager do some and try it on her own.
When she tried it, the soup would not be bitter, at most the taste of the Chinese medicine is a little heavier...
Sikong Lingge scooped a tablespoon and put it in his mouth and tried it.
The same is true, except that the Chinese medicine is a little stronger and it is not bitter.
"Shangguan Rui, have you made a mistake?"
"mistake?"
“This soup is not bitter.”
"How is it possible? It's obviously very bitter!" His tongue was almost paralyzed.
"Treat?" Looking at Shangguan Rui's uncomfortable expression, Sikong Lingge was deeply confused.
She tried just now, obviously it won't be hard.
Why did it become more painful when you get to Shangguan Rui?
Try another tablespoon.
It's still the same as before, without any exceptions.
It's not as bitter as Shangguan Rui described.
"Shangguan Rui, stop making trouble. This medicine is really good for the body." Sikong Lingge turned his face down and was a little angry.
"It's really bitter." Shangguan Rui pursed his lips tightly, and the uncomfortable expression on his face didn't seem to be pretending.
Sikong Lingge was really puzzled now.
It was obviously the same soup, but it tasted a little heavier when it came to Shangguan Rui. What is the reason?
"You eat some porridge first, I'll call and ask Zhixing what's going on." Sikong Lingge served a small bowl of porridge and gave it to Shangguan Rui.
Shangguan Rui took it and ate slowly.
He wasn't hungry at all.
But than drinking chicken soup that requires cutting off your tongue, Shangguan Rui would rather force himself to eat.
"How do you say "knowledge and action?" Shangguan Rui asked.
"Zhixing said that it may be because you have a too serious cold, so you feel bitter when eating."