When Eli brought Noah over, Shen Xi struggled to sit up from under the quilt, pulled up the quilt to wrap herself tightly, and was embarrassed to Noah and didn't know what to say. Is he going to say that they did too much last night and forgot to clean things out, so now they are weak and have a low-grade fever?
Noah seemed to see his embarrassment clearly, and smiled gently: "It's normal for this to happen after a newlywed. You don't have to worry. Generally speaking, with healing herbs, you will be fine soon." As he spoke, he sat on the edge of the bed, put down his usual herbal medicine box, stretched out his hand, touched Shen Xi's forehead, and tested the temperature. He asked Shen Xi to stick out his tongue for him to check, and finally felt his pulse carefully for a while, and said, "It's the same as the reaction of ordinary females after they get married, drink Tianxiansan passed down from the ancestors of the Moon Clan, three times a day, one bowl a day, Persist for seven days."
"No way? Could it be that I'm going to be sick for seven days..." Shen Xi said weakly, his eyes full of helplessness.
"No," Noah reassured him: "Most people will get better in 2-5 days. This is a normal phenomenon. Don't worry too much."
"Well, thank you." Not in a good mood, sleepy, just want to sleep.
"Then I'm leaving, you have a good rest." Noah said to Eli: "Follow me back to get the herbs."
Eli paid a silver coin, and soon came back with many small bags of herbs. The herbs were neatly placed on the desk in the bedroom, and looking back, I saw Shen Xi was leaning on the head of the bed and watching him quietly, his face was so pale that it made people feel distressed. Eli walked over, sat on the head of the bed, gently wrapped him in his arms, and let him lean on his thick shoulders. And help him pull the quilt carefully, so that the back and shoulders are not exposed to the cool air. "Are you sleepy?" He lowered his head, and gently kissed Shen Xi's hazy black eyes.
"En." Shen Xi nodded, with a nasal sound in his voice, which sounded like he was being coquettish: "But I'm hungry, and I smell the aroma of chicken soup, did you cook it just now?"
"Yes." Eli also felt that the chicken soup was not as hot as before, so he brought it over and put it on Shen Xi's lips. Shen Xi was about to reach out to catch it, but was held back by Eli: "Don't move, what should I do if I get cold after taking off the quilt?" Just now Noah told him that Shen Xi's resistance will be very weak these days, so he has to be careful Don't catch a cold, so Eli pays special attention.
Shen Xifang wanted to say that he was not that weak, but when he raised his head, he met Eli's firm eyes. Anyway, he was exhausted, so he drank from Eli's hand, and asked while drinking, "When did you learn how to do this? I didn't know you could do this before."
"I learned from your usual appearance ." , the taste is much worse." Eli does not control the heat and the amount of seasoning.
Shen Xi also felt that the taste of the chicken soup was bland, probably because the salt was added less. He tried to take a bite of the chicken nugget, but it didn't taste much, but he ate it as if nothing had happened, and drank all the hot chicken soup before lying down again. After I was full, my body was warm, and my sleepiness began to evaporate again.
Seeing his sleepy eyes, Eli gently patted him on the shoulder to lull him to sleep: "Sleep for a while, it will be much better."
Shen Xiqiang asked vigorously, "What about you? Do you want to come up to sleep? "He gently took Eli's big hand and held on.
"I'm going to decoct the medicine." Eli looked at him softly, "I'll see you fall asleep first, then go to sleep."
Then Shen Xi closed his eyes in peace, and after a while, his breathing became even. Eli looked at his sleeping face for a long time, and then took a packet of herbs to fry. He didn't know this kind of work, but Noah thoughtfully wrote the steps of decoction on a certain piece of paper and attached it to a certain package of herbs, so Eli followed the above steps to wash, soak, and boil After that, the small fire was slowly tormented. The smell of herbs was particularly pungent, so he closed his sense of smell, sat in front of the stove and watched the fire, so as not to overcook or not cook enough.
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