"Cough, cough, cough... What's this smell?"
As Ye Xinghui woke up, he coughed repeatedly and spat out the medicine that hadn't yet dissolved in his mouth.
Su Xi, who had just fed the medicine to Ye Xinghui, glanced back at Ye Chen, her meaning clear.
"Does this medicine work so well?"
Ye Chen was also a bit dazed.
Although in his knowledge, even someone like Ye Chen, the contemporary warrior king, would not let their child be used as a research subject, let alone ordinary parents.