Mo Ruyue walked to the edge of the bed. She didn't say anything, but her hand had already automatically pulled Tang Tang, who was snuggling up to her, into her arms. His other hand gently stroked Si Bao's head and said, "Lie down properly. Don't twist your neck. It's good that you're awake."
Si Bao obediently lay down according to Mo Ruyue's instructions. She continued to ask, "Si Bao, do you still feel uncomfortable? Do you still remember how uncomfortable you felt before you fainted?"
"I just suddenly felt very sleepy, and my eyelids were very heavy. When I opened my eyes again, I saw third brother and Tang Tang lying beside me. Now... I'm still a little tired, and I don't have any energy in my body."
Although Si Bao was young, he was very eloquent. His ability to express himself was obviously better than the average child of the same age. He spoke in a complete and organized manner.
When Mo Ruyue heard Si Bao's words, her heart could not help but sink.
His symptoms were very similar to an almost incurable disease in his previous life-narcolepsy.
The cause of this disease was still unknown. People who were sick could suddenly fall asleep at any time, even when they were walking, eating, or going to work. When they woke up, they would not feel relaxed and refreshed after a rest. Instead, they would feel exhausted.
"Has Si Bao ever had such a situation before?"
Mo Ruyue asked again.
"I don't remember. I don't think so."
Si Bao tried hard to recall, but his eyes were blank. Obviously, he did not have any impression.
Mo Ruyue tried to take Si Bao's pulse again. She could not tell anything from his pulse. He was just a little weak because he did not sleep well.
Even in her previous life, where medical science was highly developed, there was still no effective medicine or treatment method that could cure this disease. Even if Mo Ruyue wanted to treat Si Bao, she did not know where to start.
Just as she was feeling troubled, she suddenly felt a familiar vibration in the space. This vibration had appeared several times before, which meant that a new room had appeared in the mushroom house.
Mo Ruyue told the babies to wait in the house obediently. She left the house with the excuse of going to the kitchen and entered the space under cover of the night.
Now, her mushroom house already had a bathroom room, a tool room, a gym, and a clock room. When she entered the mushroom house, she found a new room.
When she turned the doorknob, she could not help but whistle.
The space that extended infinitely into the distance was divided into two parts. On the left were small rooms with different medical equipment. It was like a pocket-sized hospital. Although small, it had all the equipment.
The right side was similar to the tool room. It was a bookshelf that reached all the way to the ceiling and extended into the distance. There were all kinds of medical books arranged on it. They covered everything from ancient to modern times. Even some mysterious medical books that only existed in legends were included. It could be called the most complete medical book library.
Mo Ruyue walked over and saw that almost all the bookshelves were covered in a layer of faint white light. This meant that these books were temporarily off-limits.
"Could it be that this space wants me to become an all-rounded talent? Not to mention reading all the medical books, even if I read one-tenth of the book, I can become a real master of the apricot forest." Mo Ruyue muttered to herself.
In any case, the appearance of these rooms seemed to be beneficial to her at the moment, so she was still happy to see more new rooms appear.
With her experience in the tool house, Mo Ruyue knew that she could find a medical book that was suitable for what aspect with just a thought. She could also continuously fine-tune it until she found the book that was most suitable for her.
She imagined an ancient medical book about narcolepsy in her mind. She saw several white lights flash on the shelf, and then a stack of books flew down from the top and landed in front of her.
It was a pity that the words in those ancient medical books were not the simplified or traditional Chinese characters she was familiar with but an even older language. With her current knowledge reserve, she could not even understand it, let alone choose the best treatment plan from it.
It seemed that she had to build an all-purpose translator in the tool room to decipher this ancient text. Only then could she think about how to cure Si Bao.
Mo Ruyue thought to herself. She just didn't know if such drawings or raw materials could be found in the tool room.
She put this thought aside for the time being.
Although narcolepsy could not be cured, it was not fatal. She just needed to take care of it more carefully than before, and she could not leave anyone by her side. She still had time to slowly find a solution.
After leaving the interspace, Mo Ruyue went straight to the kitchen. She had wanted to see if she could help with anything, but she did not expect to bump into Da Bao.
"You're back? Just in time, the meal is ready."
Da Bao was now able to take the initiative to talk to Mo Ruyue. Although his attitude was still indifferent, Mo Ruyue did not mind. Her personality was even colder. The two of them were at loggerheads, and no one would say anything about the other.
Mo Ruyue turned around and shouted into the house,
"San Bao, Tang Tang, it's time to eat!"
"Why did you leave Si Bao behind?"
Da Bao asked with a frown.
Mo Ruyue glanced at him and said slowly, "He caught a cold in the water, and his stomach is still weak. Aren't you afraid that he'll get diarrhea after eating the food you made?"
"It's time to eat. Why do you make it sound so disgusting?"
Da Bao's brows furrowed, and the disdain in his eyes could not be concealed.
"I'm telling you to be more thoughtful the next time you encounter something. You should consider where you went wrong instead of immediately caring if I'm disgusting or not."
Mo Ruyue's tone was not friendly, but she was intentionally or unintentionally giving Da Bao advice.
Although he and she often disliked each other, they actually had a lot in common. Mo Ruyue didn't want Da Bao to follow the original plot of the book and become a big villain, but she also didn't want to raise him into a little white rabbit who didn't know the evil of the human heart.
If she suddenly left one day for some reason, he had to know how to guard against the evil in human nature and protect his younger brothers and sisters from harm. This was his responsibility as an elder brother.
When Da Bao heard this, he was stunned and immediately revealed a thoughtful expression. Mo Ruyue walked past him into the kitchen and said, "Take the rest of the babies to eat first. I will make something soft and easy to digest for Si Bao."
Mo Ruyue chose to make the noodle soup.
Noodles were good for digestion and could fill one's stomach. It was a very friendly diet for people with weak stomachs.
She started to knead the dough, and the dough was placed into the space to awaken. It could be taken out and used in an instant.
First, the dough was rolled into a thin flat cake with a rolling pin. Then, it was cut into rectangular or square pieces. Originally, one could also use one's hand to pull out the pieces of dough. However, the dough that was rolled out was thinner and easier to digest. It was very suitable for Si Bao, who was only five years old.
After that, she washed a small handful of spinach, blanched it, and cut it into pieces. Then, she fried the garlic until it was fragrant and took it out. She added water and waited for it to boil.
Originally, she should have used the tomato to cook the dish and then stir-fried the zucchini. However, the tomato was a little sour and wasn't good for his weak stomach. The zucchini was also a little cold, so Mo Ruyue didn't use these two side dishes.
Soon, the water was boiling. Mo Ruyue sprinkled the noodles evenly into the pot and waited for the water to boil again. The noodles were ready. Then, she put in the spinach and cooked it, added a little salt and chicken essence to season it, and then it was ready to be cooked.