Ran Qing suspiciously looked at her husband, deeply suspecting that their son mentioning this might have been instigated by this old fox!
Xia Geng shrugged innocently, smiling harmlessly. Heaven and earth can bear witness, this definitely wasn't his doing, and their youngest son was indeed very thoughtful!
Although they decided to have another daughter, since Xia Hen still had the cold poison in his body, they agreed to hold off on having a child until their son's poison was cleared.
The cold poison's attacks were extremely dangerous, and with the limited amount of elixir left by the old Taoist, Zhen Xiuming repeatedly warned Ran Qing and Xia Geng to take good care of Xia Hen, minimizing the number of poison attacks.
Hence, drinking wine became a daily necessity for Xia Hen.
Strangely enough, during his first drinking experience, Xia Hen was truly suffering; the spicy, pungent alcohol almost made little Xia Hen stumble and fall.
