CHAPTER 383: CHAPTER 383 MEDICINE

The aunt quickly bowed and left.

Inside the room, An Yin pouted, feeling sullen.

"Come over and drink this bowl of medicine."

The young girl stood there defiantly, and Bao Shaojin certainly knew she was sulking.

An Yin, in the midst of her anger, couldn’t believe her ears when she heard Bao Shaojin, looking at him incredulously, "I’m not sick, why should I drink medicine?"

Has this man lost his mind? An Yin thought to herself.

"Forgot when I took you to Second Uncle’s last time?" Bao Shaojin reminded.

Second Uncle? Didn’t we just visit a temple? An Yin mumbled softly. Later, his Second Uncle even took her pulse...

"He only took my pulse once, right?" An Yin raised her chin, her voice faintly guilty.

Bao Shaojin’s eyes were dark, hiding his slight displeasure, he finally said, "The diagnosis is that you’re very weak, starting today, you have to drink herbal medicine once a week."

"I’m not weak," An Yin hastily denied, especially upon seeing that bowl of black medicine, her resistance was obvious.

"An Yin."

The man’s face darkened, as he pronounced An Yin’s name slowly. His raised eyelids were filled with cold sternness.

An Yin couldn’t help but step back a few paces.

She started to feel regretful, unsure when she began to let down her guard around him. Each time he called her, she would unwittingly jump in front of him.

Now seeing the bowl of medicine, An Yin started to reconsider.

"I won’t drink it." An Yin looked at the man with clear eyes.

The young girl rarely mustered the courage to defy him.

An Yin’s eyes flickered, her spine shivered, her long lashes kept fluttering, it was evident that she was very uneasy inside.

"Why?"

The young girl was almost backed up against the window. Her little wildcat-like stance seemed as though she would bristle the moment he reached out to pet her, looking adorably fierce.

The girl had a soft heart, she couldn’t handle confrontation, but was prone to tears. Bao Shaojin couldn’t bear seeing her cry, so he had to appeal to reason.

"I’m not sick." An Yin’s tender cheeks puffed slightly.

After listening, Bao Shaojin paused, "Do you think I would harm you?"

An Yin stood dazedly in place.

No! Two words popped into her head, she didn’t even understand why she trusted him so much.

An Yin stood rooted, a hint of confusion on her delicate face.

At this moment, Bao Shaojin slowly stood up, approached the coffee table, picked up the bowl of dark herbal medicine, stirred it with a spoon, the faint steam rising from the bowl. His fingers touched the bowl’s edge, sensing the temperature, he walked steadily towards the young girl.

"If it gets cold, it won’t be as effective. Drink it."

With that, he had already reached An Yin.

The man’s tall figure cast a shadow over her, looking down at her with sharp eyes.

"I... I..." An Yin wanted to refuse, but seeing his assertive face, she meekly asked, "Can I not drink it?"

"No."

With one word, he cut off her retreat.

"But it smells too bad." An Yin still resisted stubbornly.

"Hold your nose and drink."

"It’s all dark, must be very bitter."

"Do you want me to force you to drink it?" Bao Shaojin’s dark eyes turned icy cold, piercing into her soft and gentle body.

An Yin panicked and backed away, finding herself up against the panoramic glass. Afraid of heights, she dared not look behind her, and the man in front of her was no saint either.

In her quandary, she frantically shouted, "I’ll drink, I’ll drink."

Receiving the satisfactory response, the man retracted the sternness from his face, "Drink standing up?"

"Better drink it back on the sofa."

She felt completely listless.

Bao Shaojin turned around, and An Yin, fearing his reprimand, obediently followed.

He sat back in his original position.

As An Yin tried to sit farther away, his voice came from above.

"Come here."

An Yin had to shuffle two large steps forward, sitting beside him. As she looked at the bowl he handed over, the pungent smell immediately enveloped her, and she reluctantly took it.

Her fingertips touched the bottom of the bowl, resting on his warm hand.

"Ah..." An Yin exclaimed in surprise, her hand shook.

The warm bowl tilted instantly, the dark liquid spilled from the bowl.

"Boom..." The bowl fell to the ground, but remained unbroken.

In a blink, both of their clothes and pants were stained, most notably the sofa, the beige cushions now turned black...

An Yin looked down in distress, "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it."

Bao Shaojin stood up, his gaze slightly stern, showing no emotion.

Fortunately, the medicine in the bowl was not hot, so she wasn’t hurt. Seeing the damp spot near her knees, his thin lips moved slightly, "Get up."

An Ying, having made a mistake, acted like a child who had done something wrong, obediently following his words.

Led by him, she reached a door, just as he stopped.

In the next second, he opened the door, "Go change your pants and top in the dressing room."

An Yin hadn’t yet recovered, his broad hand gently guided her neck, and the next moment, he pushed her inside.

When she turned around, the door was already closed by him.

She quickly grabbed the doorknob, but her hand paused. She turned around abruptly, stunned by the scene before her.

In one corner stood a dark-ink colored bookshelf, warm light streamed through the window, scattering in fragments on the dim floor, the pink curtains fluttered gracefully in the air.

A cactus sat on the desk, lively and vibrant in this cool weather, a touch of spring, just looking at it lifted her spirits. An Yin couldn’t help glancing at it again.

In the center was a large European bed, with warm yellow sheets, a pale white patterned blanket neatly laid at the end of the bed.

The room’s lighting was also exquisite, hanging in the center was a crystal chandelier shaped like a peony, and two cartoon-shaped lamps flanking the bed.

After surveying the room, An Yin concluded: this definitely wasn’t Bao Shaojin’s bedroom, it was clearly a girl’s room.

Suddenly, an odd thought surfaced in An Yin’s mind, making her heart sink instantly.

To confirm her suspicion, she began searching for the dressing room.

With a few steps, she reached the hidden door, opened it, and saw a super luxurious walk-in closet inside. The overall layout was simplistic, with every item for a girl already completely separated.

Moreover, the closet had dust-proof glass, allowing a clear view of the styles inside, making it easier to pick and place.

Indeed, it was filled with girls’ clothing...