"Daddy, Daddy, wake up, it is lunchtime~"
Leon was awakened by Little Light in a daze.
The moment he opened his eyes, his head throbbed painfully. He endured the discomfort and sat up, forcing a smile on his face. "Sorry, Little Light, Daddy accidentally fell asleep."
"It is okay, Daddy, let us go eat."
"Mm."
Leon stood up. The midday sun poured in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the study, bathing him in its warmth. Yet he felt none of it.
Even in the moment of getting up
"Achoo!"
That was his fourth sneeze of the day.
If his mistress were here, she would probably have dragged him to the clinic for a shot by now.
Little Light took Leon's hand, looking up at him with concern. "Daddy, are you okay? Do you have a cold?"
Leon shook his head, still wearing a smile, albeit a strained one. His throat was slightly sore, his nose congested, and his lips a bit chapped.
With the persistent headache, he was probably coming down with something.
"Daddy is fine, let us go eat first."
"Are you sure you are okay?" Little Light was still worried.
"Yeah, I am sure."
With that, Leon thought about squatting down to pick up Little Light, then saying, 'See, Daddy can still lift you up, nothing is wrong at all.'
But the thought of potentially infecting his daughter if he really had a cold made him abandon the idea. He held Little Light's hand and left the study, heading to the dining room. Rossweise and Noah Muen were already having their meal.
"Mom, good afternoon, big sis, second sis, good afternoon~"
Little Light greeted everyone warmly, then ran to Noah Muen's side. With her help, she successfully climbed onto the child's dining chair.
Although there were no booster seats in the dining room, there was a reliable second sister.
Leon pulled out a chair and sat on one side of the table. The plate in front of him contained the lunch that the maids had prepared. He picked up his knife and fork, only taking a bite before poking at the food in his plate one by one.
Rossweise glanced at him sideways. His face looked gloomy, but it did not seem like he was in a bad mood. Just simply lacking appetite?
"Is it not to your taste?" Rossweise withdrew her gaze, slowly cutting into the meat on her plate as she asked.
"Not not very hungry," Leon replied.
At the sound of his voice, Rossweise's hand paused. Something sounded off. Why did he sound hoarse?
"Are you sick?" She finally put down her fork, looking at Leon seriously.
Leon leaned his cheek on his hand, eyelids drooping, his voice lacking energy as he spoke, "No, I am fine, not sick."
Little Light blinked from across the table and immediately said, "Daddy sneezed just now."
Rossweise furrowed her brow slightly. "Is not that being sick?"
Leon scratched his nose stubbornly, "Just a sneeze, no need to make a fuss, I"
Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a cool sensation on his forehead. It was Rossweise's hand, lightly pressed against his forehead. Realizing she was checking his temperature, Leon immediately grabbed her wrist, "What are you doing"
"You have a fever, and you still say you are not sick?"
"That it is just that your hands are too cold, everything feels hot to you."
Rossweise smirked, half-jokingly, "I thought you only stubbornly argue with me when it comes to emotions. I did not expect you to be like this when you are sick."
Leon gently kicked her shoe under the table, lowering his voice, "The kids are here, stop talking nonsense."
"Oh, you remind me, the kids are here."
Rossweise shifted her gaze to the three little ones across the table, sitting upright, and asked seriously, "Babies, do you think it is uncomfortable to be sick?"
Noah & Muen & Little Light: "Yes~"
"So, what should we do immediately after we get sick?"
Noah & Muen & Little Light: "Take medicine~"
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The queen was satisfied, clasping her hands together, smiling contently, "My babies are so sensible."
Then, her expression quickly changed as she looked at Leon, "You see, even the kids know what to do when they are sick. What are you, an adult, still trying to be a hero here?"
Leon chuckled, sarcastically remarking, "You sounded just like a newly employed kindergarten teacher a moment ago"
Rossweise could not be bothered with him, "Finish your meal and then take your medicine. I have some in the bedside cabinet."
"I will not take it."
Rossweise raised an eyebrow, "How old are you? Do you still need to be coaxed into taking medicine?"
Leon seemed to hesitate, but it was not hesitation. It was more like difficult to express.
The queen's mind immediately grasped the reason behind his reluctance to take medicine, his desire to be a hero.
"Are you afraid of taking medicine?"
Noah Muen suddenly looked up at hearing this, food still in her mouth, staring at her dad in astonishment.
OK, the topic for the next composition will be: "This dad, who defeated Constantine in one move, is afraid of taking cold medicine."
Facing Rossweise's questioning, Leon did not answer, his expression growing even grimmer.
That was as good as admitting it.
But it was not exactly fear of taking medicine, more like a strong aversion to it. There was not really a reason, he just naturally disliked the taste of medicine.
Otherwise, he would not have thought about how his mistress would have already dragged him to the clinic if she were here. Because on his own, he would never step foot in a place like that.
Rossweise tapped the table lightly, not pushing him further to take the medicine.
Stubborn. When he is in enough discomfort, he will obediently take the medicine and get injections.
Little Light glanced at her mom, then at her dad, blinking her pretty pink eyes. If Dad does not like taking medicine How about supplements?
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Later in the evening, Leon's cold worsened. The Dragon Slayer hero lay at the head of the bed, a towel on his forehead, a basin of hot water nearby, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Rossweise stood by the bedside, arms crossed, holding cold medicine between her fingertips, looking at him with resignation. "If you do not take this soon, you might not make it through the night."
"Do not nag."
Leon's head was pounding from the fever, his voice hoarse. "I think I saw my great grandmother."
"Were not you adopted by your master? Where did you get a grandmother from?"
The determined Leon summoned the last of his strength to raise a finger. "This is a rhetorical device."
Rossweise scoffed, "When you are killed by a cold, I will have a myriad of rhetorical devices to mock you with."
"No I believe I can defeat this illness."
"Firstly, you cannot; secondly, a cold is not an illness, losing limbs or cancer are."
"That is also a rhetorical device"
Rolling her eyes, Rossweise tossed the cold medicine toward his pillow and ignored him.
At that moment, there was a knock at the door.
Rossweise went to open it, finding the three little ones there.
Muen took the lead, "Mom, we have come to offer a tribute to Dad!"
Rossweise: ?
"Tribute ?"
Sweetie, are you thinking of having steak again? But it is too early. Your dad still has some time before he kicks the bucket. How about you come back later?
Noah Muen quickly pulled her sister back, saying, "It is Little Light, she made a medicine, well, more like a health supplement."
"A health supplement?"
Little Light nodded, "Since Daddy does not like taking medicine, a health supplement should be fine. Anyway, the most important thing now is for Daddy to recover."
Rossweise's eyes flickered. The herbs the girls could obtain were limited, and they had no adverse effects on the body. Even if it did not work, it did not matter. The father lying in bed would surely be willing to be their guinea pig.
"Alright, come in, Daddy is in the bedroom."
The three little dragonesses ran into the room, and after Rossweise closed the door, she followed them in.
After expressing their concern to Leon, Little Light took out a pill from a small box.
It was called a pill, but it looked more like a chocolate candy.
Leon felt like he had seen this chocolate candy somewhere before, but he could not remember where.
He wanted to refuse, but seeing the expectant faces of his daughters, as a doting father, he could not bring himself to do so.
Well, let them use him as a guinea pig. He would pamper his own daughters.
Leon put the chocolate candy into his mouth. It indeed did not taste like medicine. After swallowing it with water, his body had no reaction.
Good, at least it should not be poisonous.
"Daddy, are you feeling better?" Little Light asked.
To avoid worrying them, Leon replied, "Much better, the medicine works wonders! Little Light is amazing, she can make medicine by herself."
"Oh, actually big sis helped me a lot too," Little Light explained earnestly. "Extracting the residue from the herbs requires the use of lightning magic, and big sis is very skilled in lightning magic."
Upon hearing this, a chill ran down Leon's spine. A bad memory exploded in his mind. What kind of health supplement required the use of lightning magic for refinement?! He suppressed the trembling of his lips and asked, "Sweetie, did you follow the instructions from the medical book?"
"Yes, yes!"
"Was it the one in the nursery drawer"
"Yes, yes!"
"Is that medicine called Dragon Power"
"Yes, yes! Daddy, you are so smart, you guessed it all!"
Ha-ha, busted! It is all over now!