At this moment, the little packrat's face was red. It was unknown if it was because she was crying or because of the smell of alcohol. She lay in her father's arms and widened her watery deer eyes like a little cute beast that had been wronged.
Yun Ran tapped the tip of her nose and asked, "In the future, will you dare to eat anything you haven't eaten before?"
Although the little packrat looked a little pitiful now, it was good to teach her a lesson.
"I won't, Sweetcake won't." The little packrat shook her head like a rattle-drum. Clearly, it had left a deep impression.
The old imperial doctor did not have any particularly effective methods. He could only ask Yun Ran and the others to feed the little packrat more soup and eat more to relieve the spiciness of the alcohol in her mouth.
They were to continue to observe and see if the little packrat would feel uncomfortable in the future.
