Her Seven Little Bodyguards
Chapter 1089

Chapter 1089 If I Take a Sip, Will You Take a Sip Too?

Vania's resistance to treatment was common among patients.

She refused to accept it, arguing irrationally and emphasizing that she was not a patient.

Hanson also no longer wished to debate with her. He just wanted her to drink the medicine quickly because it would be bad if it got cold.

"Whether you are a patient or not is not up to you," he said.

"Then, who gets to decide? Is it you?"

Hanson shook his head and mentioned the most powerful person, saying, "Of course, it's not up to me either. Our daughter is the one who gets to decide."

Their daughter was a divine doctor, so whatever she said was correct.

Vania wouldn't acknowledge it either if it were coming from another person.

While saying that, he made sure to threaten Vania. "If you don't do as I say, I'll tell the kids about it."

Vania stared at Hanson incredulously, her eyes widening in shock.

Is he threatening me now?

"I thought I'm your favorite little one," she replied.

When Hanson understood the meaning of this statement, he firmly proclaimed, "You are indeed my favorite little one. But if you don't drink it, I'll still tell the kids."

Vania glared at him angrily, hoping to make Hanson back down with her rage.

On the other hand, Hanson was not afraid of Vania at all, thanks to the support of their seven babies.

His gaze didn't waver at all.

In the end, Vania was defeated.

She began negotiating, asking, "If I take a sip, will you take a sip too?"

This way, she would be able to drink less.

Hanson, she reasoned, would never agree if she forced her way.

So, she immediately changed her strategy by placing her hands under her chin and making a pleading gesture.

"Please..." She begged Hanson with a coaxing tone and fluttering eyelashes. "Please? Pretty please."

Given Vania's current expression, how could Hanson possibly resist?

He couldn't bear to look at her.

His sexy Adam's apple rolled, and he answered, "Okay. I'll drink with you."

Fearing Vania would change her mind, he added, "If you still refuse to drink, then I'll use my method to make you drink."

What method could he have? It would simply be mouth-to-mouth feeding.

After all, Hanson had always succeeded with this approach, which was very effective.

Vania also thought of this and obediently nodded. "Okay, I promise to do as I say."

If she drank half of it, it was still half the concoction.

She acted like an obedient child, which made Hanson very happy.

The warmth that was previously suppressed had now been rekindled.

Vania pinched her nose and took a big sip of the replenishing medicine in the cup.

Without blinking, Hanson continued to look at her out of concern that she would spit out the medication if he did.

Seeing that Vania actually swallowed the liquid, he patted her head and praised her. "A good medicine tastes bitter. I'll drink with you." After saying that, he also took a big sip of the same medicine.

They took turns drinking and it wasn't long before the two of them had drank the entire cup of replenishing medicine. Regardless, it was all nourishing food, so it didn't matter if Hanson drank it even though he hadn't donated any blood.

After drinking it, Vania smacked her lips and said, "It's really bitter."

Hanson grinned as he noticed Vania's behavior. "There's one more reward for you, darling."

"What is it?" Vania questioned as she raised her head in confusion.

She lifted her head and her lips touched Hanson's.

He'd already calculated the distance and knew Vania would kiss him in this position.

"This is the reward." He smiled with his eyes and spoke gently. "Is it still bitter?"