Ji Youyuan looked at her with some concern.
"Didn't you learn a bit of medical skill from your second uncle?
Take your own pulse to see if there are symptoms of a cold. If there are, get someone to make a decoction of Tuberculosis Spirit for you to drink!"
As soon as Ji Youyuan said this, Xiaosuisui quickly covered her little mouth.
"No, no, no! I'm not catching a cold, I don't want to take medicine!"
Then she grabbed a large chicken leg in each hand and dashed away.
This scene left Ji Youyuan and General Xu both dumbfounded, their mouths agape, their expressions utterly flabbergasted.
"That little girl, she runs pretty fast!"
Ji Youyuan shook his head helplessly, raised his wine glass and toasted General Xu.
"To the General!"
"To, to, to!"
After leaving the dining table, Ji Youyuan returned to his room, where the little girl was already sound asleep on the bed.
