After eating a small half bowl, the empty stomach also felt a lot more comfortable, but Anyan couldn''t eat any more.


    "Aunt Xu, I''ve finished."


    "I just drank half a bowl, Miss mu. Have some more."


    Anyan shook his head, "I can''t eat any more."


    "I''ll clean it up first. If Miss Mu is hungry, tell me. I''ll prepare."


    "Well, thank you, aunt Xu."


    "Miss mu, please don''t thank me. Thank me every time. It''s my duty."


    "Should say thank you or should say thank you, thank you aunt Xu, thank you ~" an Yan said thank you and laughed playfully, "aunt Xu, I have something to ask you."


    Aunt Xu put down her things, looked at Anyan and asked, "what''s the matter?"


    "Do you know where my cell phone is? And the suitcase I brought back that day... "


    Aunt Xu looked at an Yan in front of her. After hesitating for a moment, she replied, "the mobile phone is with the young master. As for the suitcase... The young master sent someone to throw away the clothes in it."


    An Yan''s stunned stare round Mou, "threw? Why? "


    Aunt Xu nodded, "the young master said the clothes are too bad."


    "So he threw it for me?"


    "Yes." Aunt Xu nodded.


    "This man is so overbearing!" Anyan was so angry that she threw all her clothes away?


    Aunt Xu also expressed helplessness. He Shao asked, who dares not to follow?


    Anyan smelled a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, which made people feel numb.


    "Chinese medicine?"


    Aunt Xu nodded and said with a smile, "Miss mu, you should sit on the sofa for a while, and then drink Chinese medicine."


    "Drink Chinese medicine?" An Yan does not understand, "why should drink Chinese medicine?"


    "Miss mu, you are weak and weak, and you have asthma, so it''s absolutely good for asthma to drink Chinese medicine to recuperate your body. Now it''s the coldest time in winter. It''s the best time to drink Chinese medicine to recuperate, so..."


    "He Junshen again?"


    Aunt Xu nodded.


    "..." was really guessed by her, and Anyan had nothing to say.


    "Miss mu, you''d better cooperate."


    "I don''t drink it." Anyan shakes her head.


    The Chinese medicine is so bitter that I can''t drink it at all.


    Anyan really doesn''t want to find fault for herself. She''s bitter enough here. Do you want to drink the bitter and numbing Chinese medicine to make yourself worse?


    "This... Miss mu..."


    "Auntie Xu, stop talking." Anyan waved her hand and said she would not drink anything. She turned to walk towards the elevator.


    Aunt Xu looks at an Yan''s back, some of them are in trouble.


    "Aunt Xu, what if Miss Mu refuses to drink Chinese medicine? When the young master comes back to know, the blame will come down... And we will suffer. "


    Aunt Xu has no way to do this. Even if she loses her memory, Anyan is still stubborn.


    "What can I do if Miss Mu refuses to drink? We can''t force Miss mu. We have to wait for the young master to come back and deal with it. "


    "Alas..."


    This afternoon, Anyan is sleeping, waking up to sleep state, no fever, but the whole person is soft state.


    She fell asleep again.


    I do not know how long, "bang" a loud noise, an Yan was forced to wake up.


    She opened her eyes in a daze and saw a beautiful face shrouded in haze


    He Junshen?


    Seeing this beautiful and fearless face, Anyan suddenly woke up.


    "You, you''re back."


    He Junshen''s mouth twitched a few times, reached out to hold an Yan''s slender wrist, and pulled her into his arms.


    Immediately, her jaw was caught by the palm of his hand and couldn''t move.


    Such a series of actions, the speed is too fast, fast to Anyan did not respond.


    After the silence, Anyan took a breath


    "Not willing to drink Chinese medicine?" He Junshen''s voice is extremely cold, and the terrible question makes an Yan close her lower lip.


    "It''s too bitter to drink."


    "I gave you the right to refuse?"


    "I don''t want to drink it. I want to drink it yourself."


    "Don''t drink, do you? Then pour it Heyun''s deep mouth was full of evil and sycophantic smile.


    "You, you..." an Yan stares round eyes and looks at he Junshen in amazement. He doesn''t really want to give her medicine, does he?


    "Bring up the medicine." He Junshen orders the servants at the door.


    The servant nodded, afraid of any delay, and went down in a hurry to take the medicine.


    Anyan listens to the servant''s "dada dada" rapid footsteps, which makes her heart tremble.


    "I don''t want to drink, I don''t want to drink!" Anyan raised her chin and looked at the tall and straight man in front of her. She was timid but stubborn and refused to bow her head.


    Heyun''s eyes are deep, and he looks at Anyan, who is extremely averse to taking medicine. He thinks of her crying because of taking medicine three years ago.


    His lips a hook, that resolute facial line instantly eased down.


    His smile makes Anyan feel cold.


    "Young master." The servant carefully brought the medicine bowl to he Junshen. Anyan refused to drink the medicine, so the decoction was always kept in a constant temperature in the decoction pot. Until dark, the decoction was still warm.


    He Junshen took the medicine bowl and looked at an Yan.


    "I don''t drink it." She shook her head and her eyes began to tear.


    She is particularly averse to traditional Chinese medicine. I don''t know why. She is particularly resistant to granules. She has an indescribable resistance to the black juice of traditional Chinese medicine. This resistance comes from the bottom of her heart.


    "I don''t want it." Anyan clenches her lower lip. The smell of the medicine in the air makes her feel a little nauseous. She is worried that he Junshen really wants to give her the medicine. She is even more nervous.


    Looking at her so resistant appearance, he Yun''s deep eye color is even more heavy.


    His thin lips slightly open, low voice suddenly sounded: "drink up to meet your condition."


    An Yan hears he Junshen''s words, and she gradually calms down after some resistance.


    "Really?" Anyan looked at him in disbelief.


    He Yun deeply looked at her relaxed appearance and said calmly: "don''t want this opportunity?"


    "I think so!" Anyan nods immediately. She looks at the soup bowl in hejunshen''s hand. The black medicine juice still makes her scalp numb.


    She plucked up her courage and took the soup bowl from his hand. It really took a lot of courage to drink it.


    In order for he Junshen to meet her requirements, Anyan raises the soup bowl and gulps the bitter medicine into her stomach


    He Yun deeply looks at her holding the soup bowl several times, and her brow is more and more frowning. Then he orders the servant standing on one side.


    Anyan suffered from the torture of the decoction for a while. She felt that the whole mouth was a bitter taste that was hard to say. When she drank the medicine just now, she had to vomit it out several times, but it was all swallowed by her.