Children’s Medications

　　After a day of shopping, Gu Ye gained a lot. Thus, she returned to the Jun Residence contentedly.

　　Just as she stepped into the Jun Residence’s threshold, Jun Qicheng, who was walking in the front, almost collided with the figure who was rushing out. Who was so reckless, walking without looking forward? He was about to scold the person, but after recognizing the man, Jun Qicheng asked in surprise, “Big Brother, what has got you rushing? What’s the matter?”

　　”Xu’er has a high fever again. I’ll go to Tongren Pharmacy to see if there are any pills to reduce his fever.” Jun Qishi sped away without raising her head.

　　Jun Fangxu was the eldest grandson of the eldest son of the Jun family. He was only four years old this year. It snowed a few days ago and as he was locked up in the house, he got bored and secretly ran to the plum forest to play behind his mother’s back and caught a cold. Cold was a very common ailment, and Sage Apothecary as well as Medical Sage were in the residence, so no one took it seriously.

　　However, Jun Fangxu, who was spoiled and pampered since childhood, was not as cooperative as Gu Ye when it came to taking medicine. He refused to drink that terribly bitter decoction. In desperation, his parents held him down while another squeezed his nose and fed him medicine.

　　He has indeed drank it, but now they have poked a hornet’s nest. How could the little guy who was held in the palm of his relatives’ hand suffer from such a grievance? He cried so hard that he almost stopped breathing, and finally he vomited all the medicine that he had finally swallowed.

　　Every time he took medicine, it was like fighting a war. He vomited more than he ingested, so the effect of the medicine was naturally reduced.

　　Perhaps because of the continuous vomiting, his esophagus was hurt. The little guy didn’t even want to eat in the past few days. He sobbed whenever he ate, and he could hardly be coaxed. Moreover, he vomited every time he cried.

　　This worried the family. The Eldest Mistress felt sorry for her son, and she couldn’t stop crying while carrying him.

　　Since he refused to eat, he has grown weak, and he couldn’t withstand his illness even more. Even though Medical Sage was in the house, they were still at their wit’s end trying to cure Xiao Fangxu’s illness. His father, Jun Qishi, was so worried that his hair turned gray. It was not an option for the situation to persist. He decided to try his luck at Tongren Pharmacy to see if he could buy pills. His love for his son caused this always gentle and refined young man to be confused, thus the scene where he almost bumped into Jun Qicheng.

　　The host’s child was sick, and as a guest, Gu Ye should express her concern. She went back to her courtyard first, put down the things she bought, changed her clothes, and followed Chu Muhua and her grandfather to the inner courtyard.

　　The “Pinshi Building” where Jun Qishi and his wife lived was in the northeast corner of the East Courtyard. As soon as she entered the door, a burst of heart-piercing wails attacked her ears along with a hoarse voice.

　　”Xu’er, be good. This is the medicine your father begged from Uncle Lin’s house. It’s not bitter. Take the medicine quickly, and you will be fine afterward.” Wang Shi, Jun Qishi’s wife, held a pill in her hand. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she comforted her son softly.

　　Xiao Fangxu cried out with all his strength, straightened his body on the bed, turned his face to one side, and shouted hoarsely: “Liar, there is no medicine that is not bitter! I don’t want to eat it. I will vomit… I feel uncomfortable…”

　　”If you don’t take medicine, how can your illness be cured?” His mother wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. “Be good, Xuer. This is a pill, not a bitter soup. You will know after you taste it.”

　　Jun Fangxu got tired from crying, and lay powerlessly on the bed, with big teardrops on his cheeks dripping on the pillow. He glanced at the pill the size of a pigeon egg with resistance and horror in his eyes.

　　Large pills needed to be crushed and taken with water. However, Xiao Fangxu was only four years old and couldn’t swallow medicine. The medicine got stuck in his throat at the first sip, and he spat out the little water he was coaxed to drink. Some clear water even came out of his nose. After a series of violent coughing, Xiao Fangxu collapsed on the bed with only breathing strength left.

　　”What are we going to do? Divine Doctor, please think of a way to save Xu’er.” Tears blurred Wang Shi’s eyes. She hugged the child in her arms in distress and pressed her face against his son’s thin face, crying uncontrollably.

　　Medical Sage has never encountered such a difficult case. How could an illness be cured without taking medicine? If his fever continued like this, sooner or later there would be problems, and his life would be in danger.

　　”Eldest Mistress, does the Young Master vomit after drinking water?” Gu Ye couldn’t bear to see such a young child suffer, so she asked in spite of herself.

　　Wang Shi raised her eyes and saw that it was the young disciple of Sage Apothecary who was asking the question. She immediately answered, “He can drink a bit of water, but if he drinks a bit more, he will vomit.”

　　It would be nice if he managed to drink just a bit. Seeing her master glancing at her, Gu Ye gave him a wink, and said, “When I was in Qingshan Village, I heard that Senior Brother Baili was the one who came up with the idea of producing pills. Unexpectedly, he turned his idea into reality. Master and his elders took pity on children taking medicine and proposed children’s medication. I have tried to make some with a little success. However, none has been tested, and I don’t know the effect either. When I traveled this time, I brought some with me…”