Wufu is comforting the crying Changsheng, watching him cry so hard that his small body starts convulsing, feeling extremely anxious.
"Jadeite is here."
Wufu quickly looks towards Jadeite, seeing her carrying a bowl of steaming hot liquid, couldn't help but ask, "Jadeite, what's wrong with Changsheng."
She looks at the tray Jadeite is holding, and inside, it's not medicine, but the mung bean soup commonly drunk in summer.
"This?"
Jadeite puts down the tray and says, "The young master isn't poisoned. I suspect there's a problem with that bowl of goat milk. I've added medicinal powder that stops diarrhea to this mung bean soup, the mung bean water can detoxify poisons, let's try it first."
But Wufu grabs her hand: "Changsheng is very young, can he drink it?"
Since his birth in late November, now it's April already, Changsheng is almost half a year old, but because of his frail body, he looks just like he's only three months old.
"It's okay, the dosage is very small."
