Zhao Jingting was very moved and quickly promised, "I know, I will definitely accept it."
"Madam, next time you go to the cliff to collect herbs, please let me go."
Su Qiao originally wanted to wave his hand and say, "No need, I can do it," but thinking that he was always thinking about drinking, he changed his words.
"You keep changing like this, and your head hurts from time to time. How can I safely let you go?"
Zhao Jingting scratched his head, "Then... then I will try my best to take medicine, try to keep myself awake, and get better as soon as possible."
"Madam, my disease... can this disease really be cured?" Zhao Jingting never thought that his disease could be cured.
In his situation, even Temple Master said he was possessed by an evil spirit and there was no way to cure him.
Not to mention other people, they all thought he was a madman.
Su Qiao encouraged. "As long as you cooperate, we will definitely be cured."
"I'll take the pills, but can I take the wine..."
Zhao Jingting Looking at the wine jar she held in her arms, the wine bug came up again. She swallowed unconsciously and scratched her chest. It was really itching.
"No." Su Qiao interrupted his thoughts ruthlessly.
Zhao Jingting hurriedly stretched out three fingers to guarantee. "Just three mouthfuls a day, one meal at a time in the morning, afternoon and evening, okay?"
"I would feel really bad if I didn't drink."
"Bear the discomfort. Once you've endured it for a while, you'll get used to it and you won't be addicted anymore. Haven't you been acting very well some time ago?"
Now should be the moment of truth.
If you drink it now, you will miss the mark.
"Then... those two sips, just take two sips."
Su Qiao was still unmoved, Zhao Jingting gritted his teeth. "One bite, one bite is enough, right?"
"Madam, okay, just one bite, okay?"
Su Qiao was shaken around and there was really nothing he could do.
"I'm really impressed by you. You're not very young, why are you so addicted to alcohol?"
She stopped eating wine balls a few days ago, and she thought she had successfully quit.
Although there was only one mouthful, Zhao Jingting was still a little happy.
Although you can't drink too much, it's okay to taste it every day.
"When I was a child, I had headaches. I would drink when I had a headache. As a result, the more I drank, the more addicted I became. If I didn't drink, I would feel uncomfortable all over. The concentration of the wine I drank became higher and higher. When I was at Taoist Temple, Temple Master would personally brew wine for me to drink."
"He just wants to drink as much as you want?" Isn't that Temple Master very nice to him? Do you just ignore him?
"He wanted to cure my disease, but Medical Skills was limited and could only help me relieve some of the pain. Wine can make my headache less painful, so he had to make rice wine for me."
"How did he die?" Su Qiao was a little curious.
Zhao Jingting Thinking of the past, he sighed softly.
"There was drought everywhere, and bandits from the mountains came to Taoist Temple to steal food. Temple Master was chopped and injured, and he didn't survive."
In fact, Temple Master is not young anymore, and he has been lingering on his bedside for the past two years, so he will not live much longer. The arrival of those bandits only accelerated his death.
"Are you ready to go back to the capital?" Su Qiao never asked him this question, but I just wanted to ask him today.
Zhao Jingting held the wine jar, sat on the stone, and remained silent.
Su Qiao thought for a while and sat next to him, "I mean, is there anyone else you care about?"
"If there is one, we can go find him."
"I won't reply." Zhao Jingting shook his head with an indifferent expression. "There is nothing to reply to."
It's pretty much what Su Qiao expected.
"So what are your plans next? Is there any place in particular you want to go?"
Zhao Jingting turned to look at her and shook his head.