In the room, Zhuo Junyue sat by Ningyan's bed, silently staring at the bowl of medicine.
After a few minutes, Zhuo Junyue tasted it and felt the temperature was just about right.
This medicine was really bitter.
He put down the bowl, went out, and brought back some candied fruit.
"Wife...wife...wake up and drink the medicine before sleeping."
From pregnancy to childbirth, Ningyan had depleted a significant amount of her vitality.
Now, just having woken up, she looked somewhat wilted.
Zhuo Junyue supported her, "This medicine was prepared by your mother, you need to drink it for seven days to cleanse the toxins in your body."
Ningyan hadn't drunk it yet, smelled it, and her brow furrowed, "Husband, it's bitter..."
He had just tasted it, so of course, he knew it was bitter.
Seeing her furrowed brow, he wished he could drink it for her.
"Wife, be good; your grandmother's medicine is definitely good for your health, here's some candied fruit to counteract the bitterness."
