His voice was very low, but both Qin Shu and Chu Linchen heard it clearly.

The two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Qin Shu said with a smile in his eyes: "Okay, let me help you take a look first."

This time, Wei He did not dodge.

Qin Shu carefully inspected his bones and took his pulse, frowning slightly.

Wei He's health is much worse than when he left the hospital.

Judging from his recent negative attitude towards life, such a result is expected.

"Dong dong dong!"

A sudden knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

Qin Shu stood up.

At the same time, Father Wei came in with the boiled Chinese medicine and said to Chu Linchen, "I'm sorry to disturb you."

With that said, he turned to Wei He and said, "Xiao Wei, it's time to take medicine."

Wei He's face suddenly looked depressed, and he uttered two words: "Don't drink!"

The tone of resistance and impatience seemed to have been said many times.

Father Wei was silent for a moment, then he was a little angry while holding the bowl: "How can you get better if you don't drink it? Just drink the medicine!"

Wei He turned his head and showed his attitude with actions.

Wei's father was about to get angry. Qin Shu gave Wei He a wink in time and persuaded him: "It's not easy for your father to make this bowl of Chinese medicine. He also hopes to help you recover as soon as possible, so don't let down his hard work."

Wei He hesitated and said, "But this medicine..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Linchen had already taken the medicine bowl from Father Wei's hand, "Uncle, I'm here to persuade him to drink this bowl of medicine. You go ahead and do your work."

"This..." Wei's father was obviously a little worried.

"I will make him drink the medicine!"

With Chu Linchen's sworn promise, Father Wei glanced at his son who was full of resistance to him, thought about it, and backed out.

As soon as Wei's father left, Wei He's eyes fell on the medicine bowl Qin Shu was holding, and he couldn't help but complain: "Do you know where he got this medicine? It was sent by one of his friends.

My friend doesn’t know anything about traditional Chinese medicine, he only studies some folk remedies. My dad is so ill that he seeks medical attention right now!”

Qin Shu did not comment on this, raised the bowl, smelled the dark medicinal juice in the bowl, and said unhurriedly: "The prescription is wrong, but red peony root, lithospermum, and Aconitum aconitum, these are all

It's a good medicine that activates blood circulation and removes blood stasis, removes dampness and dissipates cold. It's still good for your body. You can drink it."

After saying that, he added: "Don't let your father's wishes go down."

"I just don't want them to waste their efforts doing these meaningless things for me." Wei He said this sentence somewhat weakly.

Qin Shu smiled lightly, "How can it be meaningless?"

After saying that, he handed the bowl to Chu Linchen and took out a knife from his pocket.

Wei He seemed to have guessed what she was going to do. Although he was surprised, he was still a little hesitant.

Is this method really effective? He didn't dare to have too much hope.

Under his nervous gaze, Qin Shu held a sharp knife and cut his palm without hesitation.

Bright red blood suddenly gushes out, forming a thin stream and sliding downward.

Chu Linchen was already prepared. He held the medicine bowl steadily and caught all the medicine bowls. His deep eyes were fixed on the red wound on Qin Shu's palm.

The red blood and the dark medicine blended together and were brought to Wei He's mouth.
Chapter completed!