Taking Medicine

He reached out and touched Wang Siyi's forehead again. It was a little hot.

He asked, a little uncertainly, "Are you delirious from the fever?"

Wang Siyi glared at Li Changle, annoyed, and slapped his hand away.

"You're the one who's delirious!"

Her voice was hoarse, barely grinding out the words.

"Then why are you laughing? You're burning up this badly and you can still laugh. That's just like you."

Li Changle shook his head. Seeing her about to speak again, he quickly stopped her, "Don't say another word. If you keep talking, you'll lose your voice. You still need to sing."

Hearing this, Wang Siyi didn't argue and obediently stopped talking.

Then Li Changle took a digital thermometer from his bag, wiped it, and made sure the power was on.

He handed it to Wang Siyi, "Here, a digital thermometer. Take your temperature. Put the metal end under your armpit..."

Heaven knows if this woman knew how to use a digital thermometer. He even demonstrated with the thermometer.

Wang Siyi took the thermometer and looked at Li Changle. Li Changle, seeing she wasn't doing anything for a while, was about to ask something.

But then he saw Wang Siyi's slightly flushed face and heard her say, "You... turn around!"

Li Changle was stunned for a moment, feeling a little awkward.

"Sorry, I'm going to heat up some food. Let me know the temperature on WeChat when you're done..."

He then hurried out. He couldn't possibly just stand there and watch her put the thermometer under her armpit...

Wang Siyi watched him run out and let out a chuckle. Then she pulled open her shirt.

She put the thermometer under her armpit. The slightly cold thermometer made her feel a little ticklish the moment it touched her skin.

Li Changle heated the food in the kitchen, shaking his head. The food made at a little past six hadn't been eaten by past eight and was now completely cold.

After the food was heated, he checked the time and figured it should be about right. Wang Siyi hadn't sent him a WeChat message.

He thought for a moment. He should go in and check. Women with a fever weren't quite right in the head. Who knew what trouble she'd stir up next.

"Hey, are you incubating an egg under there with the thermometer? Hurry up and take it out to check the temperature..."

As expected, she had forgotten about it again. After speaking, Li Changle turned around, waiting for her to take out the thermometer.

Wang Siyi's face flushed a little, but she obediently took it out and touched Li Changle's hand with the thermometer. Li Changle turned around and glanced at the temperature reading.

"39°C! You have a high fever. I'll take you to the hospital..."

Saying that, Li Changle started to gather his things.

"I... I don't want to go to the hospital..."

Wang Siyi said weakly.

She was afraid of hospitals. She had seen her grandfather pass away in a hospital and never wanted to go back again. The last time she sent Li Changle was out of desperation.

"How can that be? With such a high temperature, it won't come down without going to the hospital..."

Li Changle was a little anxious. This person's brain really wasn't working properly. Could it be that her brain had been fried by the fever?

"I won't!"

Wang Siyi stubbornly turned her face away, saying it somewhat angrily.

Seeing her like this, it seemed unlikely she'd go to the hospital...

"Fine, fine, no hospital. But you have to take medicine, right? Get up and eat something first, then take your medicine after you're full..."

Wang Siyi agreed and sat up, wanting to get out of bed. Li Changle quickly supported her, helping her step by step to the dining table in the living room.

Because of the fever, she didn't have much of an appetite. Wang Siyi, uncharacteristically, didn't eat much, just picking at her food for a couple of bites before stopping.

After clearing the bowls and chopsticks, half an hour later, Li Changle placed the fever-reducing medicine in front of Wang Siyi.

"Time to take your medicine."

Wang Siyi's expression stiffened, and she asked uncertainly.

"Can I not take it?"

Li Changle looked at her expressionlessly, "What do you think?"

Wang Siyi looked at the few fever-reducing pills and anti-inflammatory medicine, a mix of capsules and tablets.

Her face contorted in bitterness, and she said pitifully, "I don't want to take it, it's too bitter..."

"You have to take it even if you don't want to!"

Li Changle firmly rejected Wang Siyi's idea.

"I won't take it!"

Wang Siyi started to act stubborn, turning her head away and saying with a puffed-out expression.

Li Changle had no choice but to shake his head. He turned and went to the refrigerator, taking out a snow pear, a few rock sugar crystals, and some goji berries and red dates.

He walked into the kitchen and started busy himself, peeling the pear. He cut off the top quarter of the pear, then hollowed out the inside. He put in the goji berries, red dates, and rock sugar, added a little warm water, and then put it on to steam.

Wang Siyi watched Li Changle, wondering what he was tinkering with in the kitchen.

After about forty minutes, Li Changle came out again with a bowl, on top of which was a pear – steamed rock sugar pear.

"Here, rock sugar pear. Drink a spoonful of this soup after taking your medicine, and it won't be bitter. Then eat the pear. It's good for your throat."

Li Changle saw that she was afraid of bitterness, so he had no choice but to make a rock sugar pear for her.

This was indeed good for the throat. Wang Siyi didn't say anything, took the bowl, picked up a spoon, and took a sip.

It was very sweet, and her mood immediately improved. After thinking for a moment, she decided to take her medicine.

Watching Wang Siyi take a pill, drink some water, and then take another sip of the pear soup, he found it a little cute and couldn't help but smile.

The recipe for this rock sugar pear was taught to him by his mother. It had a miraculous effect when one had a cold, fever, or sore throat.

He didn't get to use his cooking skills much himself, but he found a sense of accomplishment with Wang Siyi.

Wang Siyi finished the rock sugar pear in the bowl bite by bite, feeling a little unsatisfied. She licked her lips, thinking that taking medicine wouldn't be so unacceptable in the future.

Moreover, after eating this, her throat really seemed to have improved a lot, and speaking was no longer so difficult.

"I want to drink chicken soup tomorrow!"

Since moving in here, Wang Siyi had fallen in love with drinking soup, especially chicken soup.

"No, you can't drink too much chicken soup when you have a cold and fever. You should eat lighter food..."

Wang Siyi frowned, clearly dissatisfied with the answer.

"I don't care, I just want to drink it!"

"I said no, and it's no."

This woman has really changed...

Where did the aloof Wang Siyi from before go? Please, just stop this, Li Changle cried out in despair in his heart.

Seeing Wang Siyi sitting there, sulking and not speaking, Li Changle couldn't bear it.

"Tomorrow I'll make you a nourishing stewed duck. Chicken isn't suitable for someone with a cold and fever..."

He patiently reasoned with her, and after much persuasion, he finally managed to appease Wang Siyi.

Li Changle kept his promise and indeed went to buy nourishing ingredients and an old duck to stew a pot of soup that very morning.

Wang Siyi, being sick, seemed to rely on him more. These past few days, she always wanted to have Li Changle within her sight, except when he went out or slept.

And she became more emotional. Li Changle had tens of thousands of words of manuscript saved up, and she wanted Li Changle to show them to her first every day. After reading them, she would still complain indignantly.

Wiping her tears, she would comment.

"This Moon Worship Sect leader is too much."

"Li Xiaoyao is so stupid. He could have changed history..."

"Liu Jinyuan is so pitiful..."

"Anu and Tang Yu Xiaobao are so miserable."

"The Wine Sword Immortal is a scumbag! But he's so pitiful, killed by his own daughter..."

"Li Xiaoyao is also so miserable, he was the only one left in the end."

"This Sword Saint is the worst. He was the most powerful, but only showed up at the end!"

Originally, Legend of Sword and Fairy 1 wasn't planned to be very long. The manuscript was already in the latter half.

So, in three to four days, Li Changle had finished writing Legend of Sword and Fairy 1. He looked at the ending he had written, speechless.

He wondered if the readers could accept such a cruel reality...

In fact, on the Chinese Web Novel Platform, the plot of Legend of Sword and Fairy 1 had slowly entered its mid-phase, and the tragedy began to unfold, lacking the cheerful atmosphere of the early stages...

The comment section for Legend of Sword and Fairy 1 was filled with readers' wails.

"I knew this author named Li Xiaoyao had bad intentions! This is a definite tragedy..."

"Ling'er is indeed a Descendant of Nuwa! I guessed it right!"

"How could Ling'er be a monster!"

"Why does this Sword Saint feel like a villain..."

"Caiyi is so pitiful, am I the only one who feels this way?"

"If the ending of this novel is a tragedy, then the dog author can just die for me!"

"Die for me!"

"Anu, such a cute girl, won't be harmed to death by Moon Worship, right?"

"Tang Yu Xiaobao is simply a pervert!"

"Liu Jinyuan is truly pitiful. His newlywed wife just died, and his parents were also murdered. Will he turn to the dark side..."

"This novel is undoubtedly a tragedy. What should I do? But I still want to keep reading..."

"I don't dare to read on, but I can't help myself..."

"I can't control myself…"

"Are you sure about writing it this way?"

Wang Siyi asked Li Changle uncertainly.

This ending… was truly tragic!

Li Changle was also a bit unsure, but he couldn't change it either!

"Tragedy is the core of a novel, don't panic…"

"Like you, after reading this novel, don't you feel like you won't forget its content and plot for a long time?"

"It's true, I can't forget it. Every time I think about this ending, my heart feels heavy and upset."

Wang Siyi had been diligently taking her medicine these past few days. Her cold was almost gone, and although her foot still hurt a bit, she could walk on her own now without needing help.

However, she still acted as if her foot was very painful, spending her days in Li Changle's room watching him type.

Now that Legend of Sword and Fairy 1 was finished, she had no more novels to read and was feeling a bit bored.

"Will you write more novels? Will you write Legend of Sword and Fairy too? I saw the title, it looks like there's a sequel…"

Wang Siyi had become a loyal fan of the novel, the kind with a super membership.

While other members could get early access to a few more chapters, she had already finished Legend of Sword and Fairy 1 a month in advance.

"I'll definitely write it. As for what novel to write next, hmm, I haven't decided yet. For Legend of Sword and Fairy, there's another part coming."

Li Changle didn't hide anything from his super member.

"You're not going to write another tragedy, are you…"

Wang Siyi pouted. Although Legend of Sword and Fairy was great, the ending was really hard for readers to accept.

One tragedy was bad enough. If the second part was also a tragedy, who could bear it? Wang Siyi was afraid to live with him, lest she be mailed razor blades.

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