His hands were clenched on both sides, his eyes were wide open, as if he had just climbed out of a deep pool, his body was soaked with water, and he was gasping for air and breathing in fresh air.

The air was poured into the lungs, and it was still mixed with the smell of medicine. Until now, the ability to think gradually recovered little by little.

"Are you awake?" The familiar voice was very calm. She was not surprised at all by his exclamation, nor did she ask any more questions. She just stopped fanning her hand and said, "It's a good time to wake up!"

After saying that, he put down the cattail leaf fan, held the handle with a towel, picked up the pot of boiling medicine, poured the steaming heat into a bowl, filtered out the dregs, then brought it to him and said, "Drink it while it's hot!"

The smell of the medicine scattered, he was used to this smell, but it was too hot, so it was not easy to drink it for a while.

Then he took it and just held it carefully, without entrance.

"Dream?" Until now, the old man sat down on one side, looked at his side face and said, "Nightmare?"

Subconsciously nodded, but after thinking about it, he shook his head quickly, "No, it doesn't count!"

"Haha, it's a good thing to be able to dream, but I'm afraid I won't even dream. Then as soon as I open my eyes and close my eyes, it will be over!" He wiped his sweat with a towel. Making medicine is also a very labor-intensive task. Son, keep watching, and control the heat.

Although the science and technology is advanced now, pharmacies have decoction services on behalf of them, but from the perspective of their traditional Chinese medicine, it is better to decoct the medicine themselves.

Just like this, the old man boiled medicine bowls for him and gave him an injection every day. It has been three days in the blink of an eye.

"..." Yuan Che didn't answer, he was silent for a while, feeling that the medicine was not so hot, he drank it all in one go.

After drinking the medicine, it seems that I have added some physical strength and some strength.

"How do you feel today?" Seeing him put down the medicine bowl, the old man asked again.

Yuan Che touched his chest and pressed it, "It feels better than yesterday."

"Let me take a look!" As he said that, the old man grabbed his hand and took his pulse.

His fingers pressed on it with just enough force, and he turned his head slightly, but his eyes were still looking at him, looking up and down carefully.

It seems that he is careless, but in fact, he is carefully observing the changes in his body every day. In the past two days, he has not had another attack, and he has become much more stable. Judging from the pulse, although he is weak, it is a good thing. .

His pulse was strong before, but that strength was just an appearance, an illusion, an illusion, forced by the inexplicable drug to act. Once an attack occurred, the muscles and veins would almost burst.

Nowadays, although he is weak, he is much stronger. The medicinal properties are extracted from the silver needles, released, and finally adjusted with herbal medicine. The body's weakness can be taken care of slowly later, and it is not a big problem. .

"Yeah!" He took back his hand and nodded, "It's indeed not bad."

Then she raised her chin at him again, "Take off your clothes."

"..." Although this was not the first time, and he was still his grandfather, he was still a little ashamed. He paused with his fingers, lowered his head, and slowly unbuttoned his clothes.

"Tsk!" The old man smacked his lips, the brat is still shy!

When the buttons were unbuttoned, the skin on his chest was exposed. Recently, he had been staying indoors and almost never left the house. The skin looked unhealthy white, but thankfully, the previous muscle texture began to blur.

The hideous and terrifying muscles that were about to burst the skin seemed to be gradually disappearing, and the skin was also relaxing.

"Second Grandpa, I..." Yuan Che was a little surprised. He raised his hand and grabbed the skin on his chest. It was a wrinkled ball. He picked it up and let go, and soon let it hang down again. It was really ugly.

"It's normal!" the old man said calmly, as if he was making a fuss, "You are also a medical student after all. Don't you know that after losing weight after losing weight, will your skin become loose? It makes sense!"

"But I'm under the influence of drugs!" He couldn't help but say, really ignorant of his own body.

In the past, I didn't brag about how handsome I was, at least I was elegant and handsome, and my figure was upright, but now, I dislike this skin. JrNovels.com