Jingyun officially began taking the medicine that Qiao Weiyang concocted for him.
There was medicine for both external application and consumption.
Jingyun's little face was tense as he looked at the medicine in front of him expressionlessly.
"Alright, I'm done explaining," Qiao Weiyang said. "It's up to you whether you want to take the medicine."
Jingyun picked up the bowl of medicine in front of him, raised his head, and drank it in one gulp.
Seeing that he had finished drinking it, Qiao Weiyang picked up a mint and put it in his mouth.
A slow smile appeared on Jingyun's lips.
"The medicine might be a little bitter, and you'll have to continue drinking it for a long time. You have to endure it."
"I can do it," Jingyun agreed without hesitation.
Qiao Weiyang applied some medicine on him and reminded him not to exercise vigorously and to rest well.
Jingyun responded to each of her comments.
