Qi Yanyu was too cold to speak.
Not a word could come out.
"You can blink once to indicate agreement, and blink twice to indicate unwillingness." Shen Rumei said.
Qi Yanyu blinked slowly.
Shen Rumei said: "Okay, then you wait a moment, I will prepare the medicine right away."
She said to Shen Ling'er: "You light a fire here. The more prosperous it is, the better."
Shen Ling'er's big eyes were sparkling with tears, and she asked with sobs: "Mother, will brother Qi die?"
"I'm not sure about this." Shen Rumei thought for a while and told the truth.
Qi Yanyu's heart skipped a beat.
He couldn't speak, but his eyes looked at Shen Rumei full of resentment.
You little girl, can't you just say something nice to me? I'm about to die. Even if you lie to me, I can be happier.
"Mom, your medical skills are so good, you can definitely save Brother Qi. Brother Qi is a very kind person, Ling'er doesn't want him to die!"
Shen Ling'er cried and hugged her mother's legs and begged.
There were two clear spring-like tears in his big eyes, flowing down his snow-white face.
Qi Yanyu was moved to pieces.
Good Ling'er, I haven't hurt you in vain these days, I haven't told you stories, and I haven't bought you delicious food in vain. You have more conscience than your mother!
If Brother Qi doesn't die, I will protect you for the rest of my life, and no one can bully you!
Shen Rumei patted her son's little face: "Don't worry, mother will do her best."
She turned around and entered the medicine shop, and began to take out various medicinal materials, all of which were powerful medicines that were extremely hot.
After working for about an hour, she returned to the yard sweating profusely, with a bowl of soup in her hand that was even redder than chili pepper water.
Before she could reach Shen Ling'er, Shen Ling'er was stimulated to tears by the spicy smell emanating from the bowl of medicine.
"Ling'er, come on, open his mouth. Mother is going to give him this bowl of medicine."
"Mom, is this really medicine you made? Isn't it poison?" Shen Ling'er's big eyes turned suspiciously.
"How about you give it a try?"
"J."
Shen Ling'er quickly shook her head, grabbed Qi Yanyu's chin with her small hands, and squeezed it hard.
"Mother, I can't break it."
"Stupid, have you forgotten all the techniques I taught you at grandma's house?"
Shen Rumei held the bowl in her left hand and squeezed it neatly with her right hand. With a "click" sound, Qi Yanshu's jaw was dislocated.
"Mom, that's great! I remembered it, I'll come next time!" Shen Ling'er clapped her little hands and shouted.
Qi Yanyu was stunned.
Are these mother and son monsters
They actually pinched off his chin to give him medicine.
But he was too cold to open his mouth, so it seemed like this was the only way.
Shen Rumei poured all the medicine from the bowl into Qi Yanyu's mouth without missing a drop.
The medicine felt like a knife cutting into his throat. Qi Yanyu felt as if a basket of red-hot coals had been forced down his stomach, and then burned rapidly in his stomach, until his internal organs were almost cooked.
There were still frost flowers on the skin outside his body, but there was a raging fire in his belly.
The two heavens of ice and fire.
Only he knows how torturous these two tastes are together.
He is a master of weapon forging and the first in the forging world.
In this life, he forged countless magical weapons.
But now he felt like he had become a piece of iron being forged, being roasted by fire, soaked in water, and being beaten by countless hammers.
He gritted his teeth and reluctantly sat cross-legged, channeling his inner strength and mental energy to fight against the fire inside his body and the cold air outside his body.