"Hold on..."
Just as Qin Minglang opened his mouth, he heard footsteps outside the door. Turning around, he saw Qi Quanjin and Yi Meng.
"You... came."
Qin Minglang paused noticeably, with a slightly awkward and tense expression.
Yi Meng nodded.
Qi Quanjin walked up with a bowl: "I checked the basin to see if it was settled, felt it, it's not hot now. It should be drinkable!"
"Yes, it is drinkable."
Qin Minglang took the medicinal soup and said to Qi Sanlang: "Open his mouth."
Such a task was clearly not the first time they had done it.
Ever since Yin Cheng fell into a coma, this was already the third bowl of medicinal soup being fed to him.
Only this time, it was more difficult to pry open his mouth.
Seeing that even the medicinal soup was hard to feed, Yi Meng hesitated and said: "You all go out first! Brother Jin and I will feed the medicine."
"Fourth sister-in-law, I know my senior brother did something wrong, but, but..."
