Magic Punk

Chapter 119 Mo Li (11)

When Xuan Yi really woke up, it was already dark.

What first woke him up was the strong smell of medicine in his mouth and nose.

It seems like someone is brewing medicine.

After a night of almost being in a fugue, the feeling of regaining control of his body was even new to the boy.

The amount of information revealed in this long cutscene was so overwhelming that the boy was at a loss as to what to do.

But there is one thing that the young man can finally confirm.

That is, my sister is indeed worthy of my unconditional trust.

He struggled to prop up his body on the small bed. The candy Xing Luoheng gave him last night did have corresponding curative effects, allowing Xuan Yi to temporarily escape from the pain of being tortured by toxins.

And this poison, he finally knew its exact name.

Chinese Valentine's Day.

He had never heard of it, but slowly learned about it through Xing Luoheng's introduction.

He was actually poisoned by such a high-end poison. Who gave him the poison? Xuan Yi's own attitude was the same as what Xing Luoheng warned Xing Lihua.

That's why it's so rare to be confused. After all, too many cats have been killed by curiosity, not just this one Xuanyi.

This wooden house is no different from when I left it. There is a faint morning light outside the window. My sister is boiling medicine in the kitchen. The whole wooden house is filled with a strong smell of bitter medicine. My whole body is sore as if there is excess lactic acid after strenuous exercise. It hurts. Barely wanting to move a little finger.

Then - there was a burning hunger in the belly.

I obviously just missed one dinner, so there was no reason to be so hungry.

But the boy was just so hungry.

Xuan opened his mouth and called out "sister" softly.

Xing Lihua immediately walked out of the kitchen, and the girl in front of him was wearing a headscarf and a half-worn white gauze dress. She looked so ordinary and gentle, and even the cold feeling when they first met had dissipated a lot.

She looks more and more like an ordinary girl next door.

But the girl who spread her white wings of light in the wilderness last night and whose eyes were as cold as moonlight still stayed in Xuan Yi's mind and could not be forgotten.

"Are you hungry?" Like all parents, when a child cries, whether he or she has eaten enough is always the first question to consider, and this worry can often be answered directly.

Before Xuan Yi could answer, Xing Lihua went back to the kitchen. When he came back, a cup of hot milk and two slices of toasted white bread had been brought over.

This is a rare exquisite meal at home, and it is also food that is consistent with Xuan Yi's status as a patient.

But Xuan Yi didn't remember that Xing Lihua had ever bought such food. She probably went out to buy it when she started boiling medicine. Although compared to Xuan Yi who was unconscious all night, she really didn't sleep all night. But the girl didn't show it on her face at all. After all, she was also a professionally trained Anbu commissioner, and her level was much higher than that of Xuan Yi.

Yes, this was an extremely ordinary night in his memory. He got poisoned, and then when he woke up the next day, he found his sister boiling medicine.

Nothing seems to happen in between.

Only now did he realize that so many things were happening in places he couldn't see.

Although the feeling of hunger urged him to eat the food in front of him as soon as possible, Xuanyi still raised his head and looked at the girl in front of him who was watching him: "Let's eat together."

Xing Lihua shook his head, just like every elder who coaxes children, even she learned those tricks without any teacher.

It's just that at this time, the girl didn't have the talent to lie at all, so when she said these words, she was weak and unconvincing.

"No, I've eaten it," she said calmly.

If this was a novel, then Xing Lihua's stomach should be grumbling in protest at this time, but human beings' grumbling is not loud in the first place, and Xing Lihua is a master of controlling the body.

It was difficult for Xuan Yi to use any tricks to convince Xing Lihua, and he knew that this exquisite diet was a real luxury for them.

Xing Lihua really didn't want to eat it.

So the boy lowered his head to eat, and ate up bit by bit the toasted white bread, which was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. This kind of white bread was made with refined flour as raw materials and even added sugar and milk. It was more of a snack than a staple food. , the milk has a rich flavor and a fresh taste. It is likely that my sister purchased fresh milk directly from a nearby ranch.

Compared with the treatment when he was brought back for the first time, Xuan Yi's food was much better this time. He even didn't have such a good sick meal in his memory. If he reasoned, it should have been confirmed by Xing Lihua. There is no cure for his own poison. Out of guilt, he used his already bottomed out money bag to squeeze out some of it in the hope of treating himself better in terms of food. It felt like a last supper.

On the other hand, it should be that his performance some time ago, compared to the reality in his past memory, won Xing Lihua's favor more, which led to this change.

Although the relationship between him and his sister is, on the one hand, a fateful encounter at the seaside, a bond established on the premise of mutual rescue, but more importantly, it is still the long relationship of eleven years of dependence on each other that has been engraved into each other's souls.

So although the current sister values ​​herself very much and is completely unwilling to follow other people's advice to kill herself once and for all, she is still very careless about these details.

And his care brought more favor to his sister, so her sister gave herself the greatest care she could in terms of small meals.

Giving is indeed mutual and equivalent.

Xing Lihua quietly watched Xuan Yi finish this simple but nutritious breakfast. Fortunately, the four-year-old child really doesn't eat much, and milk is not easy to preserve, so she only bought one cup, but there was still a large piece of white bread. , if cut and roasted, it is almost enough for Xuan Yi to eat for a whole week.

After watching the boy finish eating, Xing Lihua returned to the kitchen.

Her medicine is almost ready.

Since Xing Lihua is not a pharmacist, not even the most junior pharmacy apprentice, she does not have the ability to extract the essence of medicinal materials to make potions. Fortunately, Xing Luoheng is also familiar with this, so she considers this when giving Xing Lihua a prescription. When it comes to decoction, as long as the medicinal materials are prepared in proportion, decoction in water will have corresponding curative effects.

Anyway, the decoction itself is the original form of the medicine.

Xuan Yi sniffed the pitch-black medicinal soup. Although most of the medicines did not taste good, especially many of the medicinal materials used were quite toxic and had to undergo special treatment before they could be used.

But compared to this medicinal soup, which is almost random stew, Xuan Yi, who is now a master of medicine, will definitely look down on it.

No - Xuan Yi suddenly thought of a possibility.

Compared to last night, which was equivalent to a cutscene, I couldn't do anything except lie down.

Now it seems that the bonus levels have returned.

You know-even though my body is just that of a four-year-old child.

But at the same time, Xuan Yi at this time is still a genuine quasi-pharmaceutical master!