Chapter 740 - Little Roar On a Hunger Strike!
Insanely Pampered Wife: Divine Doctor Fifth Young Miss
Translator: Misty Cloud Translations Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
âDonât, donât!â Little Roar didnât wait for Sima You Yue to finish. He directly ran. However, before he ran for two centimeters, Sima You Yue caught him.
âDonât, donât, Yue Yue, you bad guy.â Little Roar struggled in Sima You Yueâs hand. His four short legs kept waving in the air, looking hilarious. âFengâer, help! Yue Yue is going to pit me!â
Sima You flicked his head with her other hand. âIâll pit you, what can you do about it?â
âYou, you, if you pit me, Iâll go on a hunger strike!â Little Roar thought for a long time before he came up with such a threat.
Sima You Yue smiled even more. âOkay, if you want to go on a hunger strike, I support with both hands. You are so fat anyway!â
Ximen Feng laughed out loud on the side. How did he come up with threatening his sister with a hunger strike?
Little Roar looked at her with tearful eyes and complained, âYou Yue, you bully!â
âYou said it yourself. I didnât force you.â Sima You Yue retorted innocently.
âDonât care, donât care. Youâre bullying me!â Little Roar cried.
âAlright, I havenât said anything yet, yet youâre already overreacting.â Sima You Yue said.
âItâs nothing good when you look like this.â Little Roar said.
Sima You Yue drew her lips. How did this guy understand her?!
âIn fact, there is nothing big. You just need to contribute a bowl of blood.â She grinned.
Little Roar retracted his limbs and curled into a ball. He looked as if he didnât wronged you, shouting, âSee! See! Like I said, you didnât find me for a good reason! You actually want me to give my blood! You are too bad!â
Sima You Yue felt a headache from his crying and shouted, âIf you continue bawling, you wonât be given food for a month!â
When Little Roar got yelled by her and thought of how he had to give blood and not being allowed to bawled himself out, he felt aggrieved and started to cry loudly.
âIf youâre obedient, I will cook for you.â Sima You Yue added.
Little Roar suddenly pressed his bawling down his throat. Then he spoke in an extremely aggrieved voice, âCook only for me. For one month.â
âHalf a month.â Sima You Yue said, âOtherwise it wonât be even a day.â
Little Roar stared and stared again but seeing Sima You Yue was not moved by his cute eyes, he reluctantly agreed, âWell, half a month is half a month, donât regret it!â
âWhen did I regret before? Itâs just that half a month is not consecutively. Itâll be calculated separately.â Sima You Yue unscrupulously said.
âYue Yue, youâre treacherous!â Little Roar protested.
âOr you donât even want a day?â
Since Sima You Yue said so, Little Roar compromised. But his little eyes were aggrieved.
âCough, coughââ Feng Kai coughed, interrupting the threat of one person and a beast acting cute. âYoung master Sima, are you?â
âJust call my You Yue.â Sima You Yue was not used to being called a young master. She explained, âShi Chenâs condition is much worse than expected. Ordinary medicines are not much use for him. The cold aura inside his body must be contained before we can have further treatment. Now only the blood of auspicious beast can keep him hot and warm. So am I not getting blood?â
âHe is an auspicious beast?â Ni An Yi and the others opened their mouths in surprise and looked at Little Roar with suspicion.
Was there such an auspicious beast?
âWhatâs wrong, whatâs wrong. I canât be an auspicious beast?â Little Roar shouted at them in dissatisfaction. âIf you think I am not an auspicious beast, then I wonât donate blood!â
âNo, no, of course youâre an auspicious beast!â Ni An Yi hurriedly grinned.
If this guy got angry and didnât donate blood to them, then they would be crying to death.
Sima You Yue took out a large bowl. âOkay, let blood.â
Little Roar saw Sima You Yue placed the large bowl on the table. His eyes stared straight.
âYue Yue, you took out such a large bowl. This canât be to hold blood, but me right?â He protested.
âDonât talk nonsense.â Sima You Yue caught him and hung him over the large bowl.
âYue Yue, this is really for bloodletting? Are you mistaken?â Little Roar still didnât believe it.
Didnât she take the wrong bowl when she bled Tuoba Han the last time. Could it be wrong this time?
âThat is correct. Hurry up and let. Iâll put you in order if you keep rambling!â Sima You Yue threatened.
âYou only know to threaten me.â Little Roar glared at her aggrievedly. He should obediently let her cut his paw and let the blood flow into the large bowl.
Ni An Yi and they watched as his blood flowed out constantly. The capacity soon surpassed his size. They were not sure if he were put in it, would he drown.
âIsnât it enough? Iâll soon run out of blood if you continue.â After half a bowl, Little Roar looked at Sima You Yue pitifully. This look made Shi Chen and them unable to bear it anymore.
âNot enough, continue. Full.â Sima You Yue was unmoved.
Others didnât know, but she knew that this blood was nothing to Little Roar. She would not be deceived by his eyes.
Little Roar sighed and continued to let blood.
When the bowl was fully filled, Sima You Yue finally stopped him, and then threw him into Ximen Fengâs arms.
âStinky Yue Yue, donât want me anymore after bloodletting.â Little Roar said aggrievedly in Ximen Fengâs arms.
âIâll make it back to you later.â Sima You Yue said. Then she took out a measuring cup, and handed a cup to Shi Chen, saying, âDrink.â
Shi Chen took the cup and drank the blood in a few mouthfuls. As soon the blood entered his stomach, a warm current passed from his stomach to his four limbs. His icy body was much more comfortable in an instant.
âDrink another.â SIma You Yue took the cup and measured half way again for him.
Shi Chen drank it again, and felt his body was quite comfortable. The comfortable feeling made him feel that if he drank a little more, the cold aura in his body would dispersed.
âYou think too much.â Sima You Yue seemed to know his thought and struck it down. âYour illness cannot be solved just by drinking the blood of the auspicious beast. Even if you drinked my Little Roar into a corpse, youâll still be like this.â
She took out several jade bottles, measuring them with a measuring cup, and poured them in.
âYou drink a bottle a day. Drinking too much is a waste.â She pushed the jade bottles over, and collected the remaining half of the bowl of blood.
Little Roar glared at her. She only needed half a bowl, but she made him let a whole bowl. It was too sad!
Sima You Yue glared back. There were still more uses later. Unless you want to do it again?
So it was not a waste! Little Roar shrank himself. Okay, even if it was a waste, he shouldnât care.
Sima You Yue turned her attention to Feng Zhi, âWhat do you think of my previous proposal?â