"Dad!" Qian Xueying smiled as she brought the medicine to his lips, "Be a good boy and take your medicine. Otherwise, when the doctor comes to check the medicine bottle tomorrow and finds that the pills haven't decreased, he'll nag you again. I promise, as long as you finish this week's medication, we will never have to take medicine again, okay?"
As she spoke, she already brought the pill to his mouth, and Duke Locke simply opened his mouth and swallowed the medicine.
Unfortunately, the doctor wasn't there at the moment; otherwise, he would have realised that the pills Qian Xueying fed Duke Locke were not the same medication he had prescribed.
"Here, have some water." She brought the cup to Duke Locke's lips and fed him a few sips of water before wiping the drops with a handkerchief, "Be a good boy, drink a little more."
