In her picky eating, she subconsciously picked out corn kernels to eat but clearly didn’t want to eat other things.
Chu Heng noticed and suddenly said, "I’ll feed you."
"Ah..." Ye Muyu instinctively wanted to refuse, but when she looked up and t Chu Heng’s serious face, she inexplicably felt a little guilty, sensing that he might have seen through her little thoughts.
"Well, I..." Ye Muyu glanced at the dicine beside the table and realized that Chu Heng’s words had made her lose her composure; she had even drunk the dicine first!
"Ahem, I want to drink the dicine first." Ye Muyu looked at him with a guilty conscience.
Chu Heng’s face showed no emotions. She weakly finished speaking and reached out to pick up the dicine.
Just as she touched the dicine bowl, a big hand snatched it away before her.
Ye Muyu dared not compete with him, so looking at the spoon in front of her, she closed her eyes and chose to obediently drink the dicine.
The dicine was bitter, but Ye Muyu had no aversion to it, only thinking of drinking it quickly to recover soon, avoiding feeling guilty with everything she did.
Unconsciously, the dicine bowl was emptied.
"Ahem, I’ve finished drinking." Ye Muyu felt sowhat boastful, thinking, maybe now Chu Heng wouldn’t be angry anymore?
Chu Heng indeed wasn’t angry anymore, instead, he picked up a bun for her.
"Your favorite pork and scallion stuffing, give it a try."
Seeing Chu Heng’s softened expression, Ye Muyu breathed a sigh of relief and didn’t refuse the bun, only wanting to rid the bitterness in her mouth.
The bun was still fragrant, but she had no appetite; after eating one, she could no longer taste the flavor, only feeling greasy.
Chu Heng seed to notice and didn’t force her.
However, he picked so spicy sour shredded potatoes for her.
It wasn’t much, just two or three bites could finish it.
Ye Muyu frowned, "Can I... Can I not eat anymore? I drank too much, my stomach feels bloated."
Her words were half-true; the portion of dicine and chicken soup wasn’t much, just small bowls smaller than a palm.
Ye Muyu even suspected that the reason for the small portion was due to Chu Heng’s worry that if she drank too much soup, she wouldn’t be able to eat.
No wonder he didn’t object to her suggestion to drink the dicine first.
This matter actually had clues, knowing from tonight’s smaller dicine bowl.
Ye Muyu couldn’t help but glance at him sincerely.
Unfortunately, Chu Heng was adept at reading minds, how could he not notice her little thoughts, "Let’s give it a try, I believe you can do it."
Ye Muyu: "..." Why does it feel strangely like being coaxed as a child...
Despite thinking this way, Ye Muyu still opened her mouth to eat.
Sure enough, after two or three bites, she couldn’t eat anymore.
Chu Heng seed to have figured out her appetite and then picked a bit more food for her.
Just when Ye Muyu felt full, he stopped.
"Walk for a while before resting, or you’ll feel worse with a heavy stomach." Chu Heng hadn’t started eating yet.
After saying that, without waiting for Ye Muyu to refuse, he directly called Su i to co in and help her walk.
Ye Muyu opened her mouth.
Seeing Su i had co in, clearly waiting for orders, she felt sowhat helpless but indeed feared throwing up again, so she cooperated.
Su i supported her, walking slowly, Ye Muyu leaning on her, feeling sowhat depressed: "How is Nuanbao doing?"
"The Young Master woke up a few tis during the day, but with Chun Xing watching over him, he wasn’t startled again and is recovering well."
"Chun Xing has always followed Your instructions, telling stories to distract the Young Master when he’s awake."
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