Yang Chenyan finished speaking, wearing an expression that clearly conveyed reluctance and helplessness. He walked in the direction of the bed with an expression of ‘extremely unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.’
Evidently, he was reluctantly preparing to carry the person on the bed downstairs.
However, to Yang Chenyan’s surprise, the person on the bed paused for a moment and then got off the bed by himself.
By himself... got off the bed...
He even walked past him directly, heading towards the door without sparing him a glance throughout the process.
Yang Chenyan was left stunned; he watched the figure slowly disappear at the doorway with his peripheral vision. The next moment, his face turned dark, and his gaze, cold as ice, turned towards the nearby doctors.
Doctors: “???” Why was he looking at them?
Moreover, his expression didn’t look good.
He’s not going to... try to hit them, right?
The doctors instinctively took a step back, their faces filled with fear and trepidation. They were even trembling.
Afraid that Yang Chenyan might suddenly attack them.
But it seemed that Yang Chenyan had no intention of laying hands on them. With a stern face, he spoke, “Why can he walk?”
“Huh?” The doctors were bewildered by Yang Chenyan’s words, unable to understand his meaning.
“Why shouldn’t he?” One of the doctors cautiously asked, their tone full of caution.
Yang Chenyan’s expression grew even darker, somewhat irritated. He tugged at his collar. “He’s supposed to be dying.”
The doctors breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing his words and immediately explained, “Mr. Yang, you can rest assured. The ‘Morning Dawn Flower’ poison mainly affects internal organs, so it doesn’t interfere much with movement.”
“As long as it’s not vigorous exercise, it should be fine.”
After hearing the doctors’ explanation, Yang Chenyan responded with an indifferent “Oh.”
Doctors: “…?” Why did he look somewhat dissatisfied?
Did they say something wrong?
Fortunately, after the man’s indifferent response, he went downstairs. The doctors also breathed a sigh of relief and followed suit.
Although they were very afraid of this man, Mr. Yu also went downstairs. If they didn’t follow, they would be in big trouble if something unexpected happened.
Ruan Qing had already taken a seat at the dining table.
In front of him were vegetables, nothing but vegetables.
Moreover, they were still the extremely unappetizing kind of vegetables, just like the ones from earlier.
This time it was something like a medicinal egg custard, but with a multitude of herbs, making it look dark and murky.
It was no longer recognizable as egg custard.
He didn’t know if it’s just a misconception after forcing himself to swallow a mouthful earlier, but Ruan Qing felt like this one would taste even worse.
Just looking at it gave off a nauseating smell.
Ruan Qing lowered his eyes and looked at the dish, darkened by the addition of medicinal herbs, and genuinely couldn’t bring himself to eat it.
Even if he forced himself, it was completely impossible.
Yang Chenyan came downstairs and sat beside Ruan Qing.
He had been sitting for almost five minutes, only to see someone staring at the dish without any movement.
Yang Chenyan frowned deeply, sounding quite impatient. “Just eat, okay?”
“Being indecisive.”
Ruan Qing smirked, pushing the dish towards Yang Chenyan, “You try.”
Yang Chenyan picked up a spoon, scooped some into his mouth, chewed expressionlessly, and then swallowed.
It seemed no different from the exquisite dishes he had eaten before.
No, there seemed to be a difference; he appeared to like this dish even more.
After all, he didn’t show impatience or disgust while eating this dish.
Ruan Qing began to doubt if the other had any taste buds at all.
After Yang Chenyan finished eating, he looked slightly proud and arrogant as he glanced at Ruan Qing, as if mocking him.
Ruan Qing: “...”
Ruan Qing didn’t understand why someone would be proud of eating an unpleasant dish.
After smugly observing Ruan Qing, Yang Chenyan scooped another spoon and rudely handed it to Ruan Qing’s mouth. “Hurry up and eat.”
Just a moment ago, Ruan Qing felt the dish smelled very unpleasant from a distance, and now, up close, it was even worse.
Ruan Qing instinctively moved back, avoiding him.
Yang Chenyan’s face instantly darkened. “What do you mean? Do you dislike that I’ve eaten from this spoon?”
His words sounded dangerously possessive, as if Ruan Qing’s rejection would lead to a confrontation, like flipping a table.
The doctors nearby were somewhat puzzled by Yang Chenyan’s thoughts. Mr. Yu seemed to simply find it unappetizing, right?
After all, they provided the menu and preparation, and the doctors supervised the entire process. They were well aware of the taste.
Ordinary people indeed might find it hard to eat.
Yet, this dish was currently the best detoxifying medicinal diet available.
Before Ruan Qing could respond, Yang Chenyan coldly snorted, irritated, “What’s with the drama?”
After saying so, Yang Chenyan switched to an unused spoon, scooped a spoonful, and offered it to Ruan Qing.
He was almost forcing it into Ruan Qing’s mouth.
As Yang Chenyan handed it over, Ruan Qing directly turned his head, “I won’t eat.”
Ruan Qing’s personality was never one to endure silently. If he truly knew he was about to die, he would act out directly. Since death was inevitable, might as well break the mold.
Ruan Qing couldn’t eat, not just because of the taste. Since he started coughing up blood, he felt nauseated, even with regular food, let alone this medicinal diet.
Especially with the poison of the ‘Morning Dawn Flower’, which didn’t affect his movement. There was no difference whether he suppressed it or not.
He just needed to survive as a human for the remaining six days.
Yang Chenyan’s face darkened immediately, exuding a threatening aura, as if he would strike at any moment.
However, for some reason, he didn’t.
Yang Chenyan just put down the spoon, gazing at Ruan Qing. Then, he sneered coldly, “Don’t think dying will earn you any special treatment from me.”
“I’m telling you, it’s absolutely impossible.”
Yang Chenyan’s attitude was extremely firm. His tone demanded no refusal, “As long as you’re not dead, today you will eat, willingly or not.”
Ruan Qing pursed his lips, not saying anything, as if hesitating.
Yang Chenyan tilted his head slightly, looking down at Ruan Qing with a somewhat condescending gaze. “Are you going to eat on your own, or should I help you?”
Clearly, Yang Chenyan’s offer of help was far from gentle.
The steward nearby opened his mouth, appearing hesitant and wanting to say something, but ultimately remained silent.
Ruan Qing lowered his gaze to the egg drop soup. In the end, he picked up a spoon and slowly brought a spoonful to his mouth.
The bitter taste spread in his mouth, extremely nauseating.
Already feeling nauseous, Ruan Qing became even more disgusted, unable to hold back and spat it out after just putting it in his mouth.
Even the vomiting couldn’t suppress the nauseating feeling.
Ruan Qing started dry heaving.
Despite not having eaten anything since yesterday and not being able to vomit anything out, the disgust and nausea made his face pale. His beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of mist, making him look pitiful.
Evidently, he was extremely uncomfortable.
Yang Chenyan’s eyes widened, somewhat panicked. He stood up, ready to go check on him.
However, he was stopped by the steward beside him.
“Second Young Master, Mr. Yu is fine. It’s just the egg drop soup... it’s too awful,” the steward whispered to Yang Chenyan.
Yang Chenyan immediately froze. He looked at the dishes on the table and furrowed his brows deeply. “Is it really that bad?”
The steward nodded, confirming that it was indeed terrible.
Yang Chenyan coldly looked at the steward. “Then can’t you prepare something more palatable?”
“...It’s not possible. The medicinal herbs to suppress toxins are inherently bitter,” the steward explained quietly.
Yang Chenyan finished speaking, wearing an expression that clearly conveyed reluctance and helplessness. He walked in the direction of the bed with an expression of ‘extremely unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.’
Evidently, he was reluctantly preparing to carry the person on the bed downstairs.
However, to Yang Chenyan’s surprise, the person on the bed paused for a moment and then got off the bed by himself.
By himself... got off the bed...
He even walked past him directly, heading towards the door without sparing him a glance throughout the process.
Yang Chenyan was left stunned; he watched the figure slowly disappear at the doorway with his peripheral vision. The next moment, his face turned dark, and his gaze, cold as ice, turned towards the nearby doctors.
Doctors: “???” Why was he looking at them?
Moreover, his expression didn’t look good.
He’s not going to... try to hit them, right?
The doctors instinctively took a step back, their faces filled with fear and trepidation. They were even trembling.
Afraid that Yang Chenyan might suddenly attack them.
But it seemed that Yang Chenyan had no intention of laying hands on them. With a stern face, he spoke, “Why can he walk?”
“Huh?” The doctors were bewildered by Yang Chenyan’s words, unable to understand his meaning.
“Why shouldn’t he?” One of the doctors cautiously asked, their tone full of caution.
Yang Chenyan’s expression grew even darker, somewhat irritated. He tugged at his collar. “He’s supposed to be dying.”
The doctors breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing his words and immediately explained, “Mr. Yang, you can rest assured. The ‘Morning Dawn Flower’ poison mainly affects internal organs, so it doesn’t interfere much with movement.”
“As long as it’s not vigorous exercise, it should be fine.”
After hearing the doctors’ explanation, Yang Chenyan responded with an indifferent “Oh.”
Doctors: “…?” Why did he look somewhat dissatisfied?
Did they say something wrong?
Fortunately, after the man’s indifferent response, he went downstairs. The doctors also breathed a sigh of relief and followed suit.
Although they were very afraid of this man, Mr. Yu also went downstairs. If they didn’t follow, they would be in big trouble if something unexpected happened.
Ruan Qing had already taken a seat at the dining table.
In front of him were vegetables, nothing but vegetables.
Moreover, they were still the extremely unappetizing kind of vegetables, just like the ones from earlier.
This time it was something like a medicinal egg custard, but with a multitude of herbs, making it look dark and murky.
It was no longer recognizable as egg custard.
He didn’t know if it’s just a misconception after forcing himself to swallow a mouthful earlier, but Ruan Qing felt like this one would taste even worse.
Just looking at it gave off a nauseating smell.
Ruan Qing lowered his eyes and looked at the dish, darkened by the addition of medicinal herbs, and genuinely couldn’t bring himself to eat it.
Even if he forced himself, it was completely impossible.
Yang Chenyan came downstairs and sat beside Ruan Qing.
He had been sitting for almost five minutes, only to see someone staring at the dish without any movement.
Yang Chenyan frowned deeply, sounding quite impatient. “Just eat, okay?”
“Being indecisive.”
Ruan Qing smirked, pushing the dish towards Yang Chenyan, “You try.”
Yang Chenyan picked up a spoon, scooped some into his mouth, chewed expressionlessly, and then swallowed.
It seemed no different from the exquisite dishes he had eaten before.
No, there seemed to be a difference; he appeared to like this dish even more.
After all, he didn’t show impatience or disgust while eating this dish.
Ruan Qing began to doubt if the other had any taste buds at all.
After Yang Chenyan finished eating, he looked slightly proud and arrogant as he glanced at Ruan Qing, as if mocking him.
Ruan Qing: “...”
Ruan Qing didn’t understand why someone would be proud of eating an unpleasant dish.
After smugly observing Ruan Qing, Yang Chenyan scooped another spoon and rudely handed it to Ruan Qing’s mouth. “Hurry up and eat.”
Just a moment ago, Ruan Qing felt the dish smelled very unpleasant from a distance, and now, up close, it was even worse.
Ruan Qing instinctively moved back, avoiding him.
Yang Chenyan’s face instantly darkened. “What do you mean? Do you dislike that I’ve eaten from this spoon?”
His words sounded dangerously possessive, as if Ruan Qing’s rejection would lead to a confrontation, like flipping a table.
The doctors nearby were somewhat puzzled by Yang Chenyan’s thoughts. Mr. Yu seemed to simply find it unappetizing, right?
After all, they provided the menu and preparation, and the doctors supervised the entire process. They were well aware of the taste.
Ordinary people indeed might find it hard to eat.
Yet, this dish was currently the best detoxifying medicinal diet available.
Before Ruan Qing could respond, Yang Chenyan coldly snorted, irritated, “What’s with the drama?”
After saying so, Yang Chenyan switched to an unused spoon, scooped a spoonful, and offered it to Ruan Qing.
He was almost forcing it into Ruan Qing’s mouth.
As Yang Chenyan handed it over, Ruan Qing directly turned his head, “I won’t eat.”
Ruan Qing’s personality was never one to endure silently. If he truly knew he was about to die, he would act out directly. Since death was inevitable, might as well break the mold.
Ruan Qing couldn’t eat, not just because of the taste. Since he started coughing up blood, he felt nauseated, even with regular food, let alone this medicinal diet.
Especially with the poison of the ‘Morning Dawn Flower’, which didn’t affect his movement. There was no difference whether he suppressed it or not.
He just needed to survive as a human for the remaining six days.
Yang Chenyan’s face darkened immediately, exuding a threatening aura, as if he would strike at any moment.
However, for some reason, he didn’t.
Yang Chenyan just put down the spoon, gazing at Ruan Qing. Then, he sneered coldly, “Don’t think dying will earn you any special treatment from me.”
“I’m telling you, it’s absolutely impossible.”
Yang Chenyan’s attitude was extremely firm. His tone demanded no refusal, “As long as you’re not dead, today you will eat, willingly or not.”
Ruan Qing pursed his lips, not saying anything, as if hesitating.
Yang Chenyan tilted his head slightly, looking down at Ruan Qing with a somewhat condescending gaze. “Are you going to eat on your own, or should I help you?”
Clearly, Yang Chenyan’s offer of help was far from gentle.
The steward nearby opened his mouth, appearing hesitant and wanting to say something, but ultimately remained silent.
Ruan Qing lowered his gaze to the egg drop soup. In the end, he picked up a spoon and slowly brought a spoonful to his mouth.
The bitter taste spread in his mouth, extremely nauseating.
Already feeling nauseous, Ruan Qing became even more disgusted, unable to hold back and spat it out after just putting it in his mouth.
Even the vomiting couldn’t suppress the nauseating feeling.
Ruan Qing started dry heaving.
Despite not having eaten anything since yesterday and not being able to vomit anything out, the disgust and nausea made his face pale. His beautiful eyes were covered with a layer of mist, making him look pitiful.
Evidently, he was extremely uncomfortable.
Yang Chenyan’s eyes widened, somewhat panicked. He stood up, ready to go check on him.
However, he was stopped by the steward beside him.
“Second Young Master, Mr. Yu is fine. It’s just the egg drop soup... it’s too awful,” the steward whispered to Yang Chenyan.
Yang Chenyan immediately froze. He looked at the dishes on the table and furrowed his brows deeply. “Is it really that bad?”
The steward nodded, confirming that it was indeed terrible.
Yang Chenyan coldly looked at the steward. “Then can’t you prepare something more palatable?”
“...It’s not possible. The medicinal herbs to suppress toxins are inherently bitter,” the steward explained quietly.
