Chapter 694: Accidents Are Always Unexpected (3)

Back then, they had agreed to such a condition. Even if Old Master Meng was indignant, he had to leave.

But he rejected Meng Yueman’s invitation.

“Dingjing has just used the medicine that she prescribed. We don’t know what the effects will be like. You guys stay here to monitor the effects of the medicine. It’s good for his leg.” Although Old Master Meng was very stubborn and gave people a headache over that matter, he was still concerned about Bo Dingjing, his son-in-law.

Meng Yueman thought about it and decided not to follow them.

“Look at your good son. He’s taking me away as a prisoner!” Old Master Meng pointed at the bodyguards in black standing in two rows.

Meng Yueman: “…”

Her son had gone overboard.

“Dad, Junyan is doing this for your own good. He’s only sending so many people to escort you back because he cares about you.”

“Do you believe your own words?” Old Master Meng sneered.

Meng Yueman: “…”

She couldn’t say anything nice…

After Old Master Meng left, Meng Yueman heaved a sigh of relief. “If he continues to be so stubborn, my head will probably hurt.”

Bo Dingjing smiled and was about to say something when his leg started to hurt.

“Has the medicine worn off?” Meng Yueman asked as she hurried forward.

“Yes.”

“Should I give you a shot?” Although Bo Dingjing had applied medicine and had used two tubes at the same time, the effects of Chinese medicine were not as fast as painkillers. Hence, if the pain was too much, he still had to use painkillers.

“If I can bear with it, I’ll bear with it for now. I don’t want to become dependent on the painkillers,” Bo Dingjing said.

“Then I’ll give you a massage.” Meng Yueman had learned how to massage him from Ling Wei.

“If you teach someone else, you won’t have to massage me yourself. It’s tiring.” Bo Dingjing had always doted on his wife. Hence, he felt that his son did not go overboard with his actions. If a man didn’t treat his wife well and dote on her, who would he treat well?

“It’s not tiring to do such a small thing in a day!” Meng Yueman said as she massaged him.

While she was massaging Bo Dingjing, the butler brought the medicine over.

“It’s time for Sir to take his medicine.”

Bo Dingjing looked at the bowl of black medicine and instantly felt terrible!

Although he said that for the sake of his leg, he would swallow it no matter how much he wanted to vomit, drinking such a big bowl of Chinese medicine really disgusted him.

Just as Meng Yueman was about to tell him that good medicine was bitter…

Mu Huan ran in and saw Bo Dingjing frowning as he picked up the bowl to drink the medicine. She hurriedly shouted, “Dad, don’t drink it yet!”

“What’s wrong?” Meng Yueman turned around when she heard that. Was there something wrong with this medicine?

Mu Huan strode over and said, “Dad, I heard from Junyan that when you were injured before, he made a small pill after you’ve been taking medicine for almost a week. You should take these for now, Dad. After this week, I’ll get Professor Fu to take your pulse. If there’s no need to increase or reduce the dosage, I’ll make the rest.”

It was very difficult to tolerate drinking a big bowl of medicine. It would be different if it was made into a small pill. It would be easy to take with a sip of water.

As she spoke, she took out the pills she had prepared from her bag.

Bo Dingjing asked, “Did you make the medicine into a pill?”

It wasn’t rare for there to be Chinese medicinal pills. There were many Chinese medicines that had been made into pill formulas for sale since a long time ago. However, when they looked for traditional Chinese medicine ingredients for these prescriptions, they were all in their natural form. There was a need to treat the illness at once, and having the prescription made could take about a week. No one could make them a pill.

Most of the medicinal herbs that were made into pills were manufactured in batches by a machine. A factory could not have manufactured those alone for a few days. This meant that she had made these herself.