Ji Changmu was dumbfounded and helpless. Qiao Muyuan listened to him?

She would not listen to anyone else.

But Ji Changmu still took the medicine and said to Butler Zhong: "Let her stew some rock sugar and snow pear, add loquat leaves to relieve cough and heat."

"Okay, I'll let the kitchen do it."

"Yeah." Ji Changmu nodded slightly.

He took the medicine and returned to the south building. Little Yuzi was doing her homework with her head down, but she was serious about it.

"Qiao Muyuan, take the medicine."

Little Yuzi was frightened and shook her head: "Don't eat it, don't eat it! Cough cough cough..."

"Look at you, are you dying? How can you get better without taking medicine?"

"Little Pomelo, don't eat it! It's too bitter! You can't eat it!" Little Pomelo protested, "Little Pomelo, I don't want to eat it!"

"Take the medicine, and when school starts next semester, I will bring you Bincheng specialties. There is an orange tree in my yard, and I can send you oranges when I get back."

Little Yuzi, who was still full of indignation and looked down upon death, suddenly became discouraged. What? Specialty? Oranges?

She wanted to think about it.

There were still a few pills lying flat in Ji Changmu's palm. He looked at the little guy sitting in front of him: "You'll be fine after taking the medicine."

"It's really painful..." Xiao Youzi grimaced, her brows furrowed.

"I asked the kitchen to stew rock sugar pear for you. You take the medicine and I will feed you pear later."

"Then this medicine..." Little Pomelo kept coughing, but still remembered to bargain, "You can feed it to Little Pomelo too."

"Um?"

Little Pomelo was still coughing and wilted, looking like an eggplant beaten by frost, with a sickly look on her face.

Ji Changmu realized it and felt that it was not a big deal. Wouldn't it be too heartless for him to care about a sick child?

Taking a glass of warm water and handing it to her, Ji Changmu fed her the medicine: "Open your mouth."

Little Yuzi looked at the medicine with a bitter look on her face, but she still opened her mouth.

Ji Changmu took the opportunity to feed her the medicine and quickly asked her to drink water: "Swallow it."

Little Youzi swallowed quickly, but the medicine was still painful, and she threw herself into Ji Changmu's arms: "Bitter...bitter...too bitter...Little Youzi is so bitter..."

Ji Changmu held her firmly and played hard.

Just like that, Xiao Yuzi took all the medicine in the morning.

During the next class, Xiao Youzi's coughing was much quieter, her condition was better than that of early morning, she was willing to answer Ji Changmu's questions, and she became more active in doing homework.

It was already noon by the time the kitchen finished stewing the rock sugar pear.

Little Yuzi refused to eat and had no appetite anyway, so he asked Ji Changmu to feed her snow pears.

This was what Ji Changmu promised her, and he didn't regret it.

The two finally lived in harmony for a day. When they were leaving, Xiao Youzi sent him to the door of his house: "See you tomorrow, little brother."

"See you tomorrow." Ji Changmu waved his hand, "Go home, it's cold outside."

"Um!"

When Ji Changmu left Qiao's house, it was getting late.

He suddenly thought, when did he adapt to this kind of life? It seems that coming and going is natural, and it seems that everyone in the Qiao family is no longer a stranger, especially Xiaoyouzi and Butler Zhong.

It seems that... habits and adaptation are just a gradual process of gradual compatibility.

It was already getting late, and the night had already begun. It was difficult to get a taxi in winter. Ji Changmu had to stand in the open air for a long time before he could hail a taxi.
Chapter completed!