bayedsolid Chapter 51 Different Reactions
Chapter 51 Different Reactions
Since a test was to be conducted, too little fruit wouldn't do. Wenwen looked at the wounds on the group and then emptied out all the fruit, regardless of whether they were familiar with it or not, and laid it all out on the ground.
I also took out four fruit knives, one for each person, which was very fair, everyone got one.
Luckily, there was no one else nearby, otherwise it would have been terrifying to see a bunch of fruit monsters appear out of nowhere.
Wen Chengbin reacted quickly, grabbing a bunch of grapes and stuffing them into Wen Chengfeng's mouth.
"Fourth brother, eat quickly, eat as much as you can."
Wen Chengfeng's mouth was stuffed with grapes, so he couldn't speak. He could only stare at him with his eyes wide open while chewing vigorously.
Wenwen was speechless as she watched her second brother forcefully stuff the food into her mouth. Just how immature and childish was her second brother? It was hard to measure.
However, she was also very curious about the actual benefits of these fruits.
She chose to ignore Wen Chengfeng's resistance and, like Wen Chengbin, grabbed a handful of cherries and offered them to him, saying, "Fourth Brother, after you finish that bunch of grapes, have a handful of these."
At the same time, he didn't forget to take care of Wen Qikang, "Big brother, please take care of Third Uncle."
Wen Chengjian, who had been eyeing Wen Qikang intently from the side, couldn't suppress a laugh as he said, "Third Uncle, which one would you like to eat? I'll peel it for you. Your nephew is at your beck and call. Hehehe..."
Looking at the way these people were acting, Wen Qikang imagined what kind of treatment he would receive, and then picked up the fruit in front of him. "Dalang, put away your bad ideas, your third uncle will do it himself."
"Third Uncle, it is only right to respect one's elders."
"You brat, your third uncle spoiled you for nothing when you were a kid."
"Hehehe... No way."
Wen Qikang picked up a melon, tossed it a couple of times to shake it, peeled it, and took a bite, producing a crisp sound.
"Hey, this melon is so crisp and sweet, Silang, have a bite." Wen Qikang turned and handed it to Wen Chengfeng. "Uh, what's this?"
Wen Chengfeng's brows were furrowed, beads of sweat covered his forehead, and his face slowly turned red.
Wenwen looked at his wound. More and more blood beads appeared on the wound, and slowly the area around the wound turned red and was hot to the touch.
"Fourth Brother, how does it feel?"
"It hurts. The wound my second brother made wasn't big, but it hurts so much. It feels like my arm is broken. Ouch, it's also very hot, like a branding iron on my arm."
Wen Chengbin couldn't stand his exaggerated behavior, so he slapped the area near the wound. "How old are you? Still so dramatic. Oh dear, fourth brother, your arm is burning hot."
His words startled the others, who all rushed over and touched his arm one by one. It was indeed burning hot, and his entire arm was turning red, as if it had been boiled.
The group stopped eating the delicious food and began to observe carefully.
Wenwen stretched out a finger and kept touching Wen Chengfeng's arm.
Wen Chengfeng's face turned bright red, beads of sweat dripped down his face, his brows furrowed more and more, and he began to tremble all over.
Wen Chengbin even had the mind to tease, "Fourth brother, you're doomed. You're so weak, Zufu will definitely beat you up if he finds out."
Wen Chengfeng, enduring the pain, glanced at Wen Qikang and said, "Dad, if Grandfather asks about it later, remember to say a good word for me. They say that fathers and sons fight side by side. Why don't you eat some grapes and cherries? The melon will probably take longer to work."
Wen Chengbin jokingly said, "Third Uncle, have some of this." He then handed Wen Qikang a large bunch of grapes.
Wen Chengjian also grabbed a handful of cherries. "Third Uncle, here you go."
Wenwen joined in, "Third Uncle, don't be shy, I have plenty more."
"Hehehe..."
"They all want to see Uncle San make a fool of himself. All that pampering you guys has gone to waste."
"Ha ha ha ha......"
The group laughed and joked for a while, which somewhat diverted Wen Chengfeng's attention.
After a while, Wen Chengfeng exclaimed softly, "It doesn't hurt as much anymore, but it's a little itchy."
Wenwen's fingers also felt the temperature change. Fourth Brother's arm temperature dropped a lot. The blood droplets had congealed and scabbed over, and there was some redness and swelling around the wound.
"Fourth Brother, how are you feeling right now?"
"When the pain was at its worst, it felt like a branding iron with a fine needle. My whole body ached, and my scalp went numb. It lasted for about half a cup of tea's time. Now it's much better. The wound is starting to itch a bit, like bugs crawling around on it."
As he spoke, Wen Chengfeng's complexion gradually returned to normal.
"It's normal for the wound to itch. Fourth Brother, keep eating. You'll be busy after you finish."
Before stuffing his mouth full, Wen Chengfeng didn't forget to ask his father, "Dad, how are you feeling? Are you having any reactions? I told you that the cantaloupe was slow to work, but you kept eating it."
Wen Qikang disagreed with his son's words, "You brat, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. Slow effect doesn't mean no effect. Besides, who told you that cantaloupe has a slow effect?"
He turned to Wenwen and explained, "Wen'er, when I finished eating the second cantaloupe, I felt a little pain in my wound, but it wasn't too bad, so I didn't say anything. After eating the third cantaloupe, I felt a little hot, but it wasn't serious, unlike this brat who's making such a big deal out of it, so I didn't say anything. Now the wound is starting to itch."
Wen Chengfeng immediately disregarded everything else, "How can you do this? We're father and son. Why aren't you sweating profusely from the pain, but I'm in so much pain? Dad, are you faking it? If you tell us, we won't laugh at you. Dad, just tell the truth. There's nothing to be ashamed of in front of family."
"That's why I say I'm your father and you're my son. Humph, you brat."
Wen Chengjian pulled Wen Qikang's arm over and examined his wounds closely.
Wen Qikang's wound was longer and deeper than Wen Chengfeng's, indicating that he had inflicted considerable damage himself. Originally, the flesh was turned outwards, which looked quite frightening, but now it appeared that the flesh had retracted somewhat. The blood on the surface of the wound was slowly congealing, hardening, and forming a scab that covered the wound. There was a ring of redness and swelling around the wound, but it felt at normal skin temperature and was not hot to the touch.
Wen Chengjian pondered for a few moments, then said to Wenwen, "Sister, Uncle's wound looks like it's healing quickly, even faster and better than Fourth Brother's. What could be the reason for this? Could it be that different fruits have different effects?"
Wen Chengbin suddenly asked with delight, "Which fruit can heal my uncle's and my father's injuries? Does my sister know?"
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together; Wenwen initially thought the same thing.
She took the words from Xianbao and quickly dashed everyone's hopes, "Some injuries require medicine; eating fruit won't solve them. My father and second uncle's injuries can't be delayed; if they are delayed too long, there will be long-term consequences. Let's go to town and have a doctor take a good look at them."
In an instant, everyone returned to the topic of using fruit to heal wounds.
Undeterred, Wen Chengbin asked, "Third Uncle, Fourth Brother, do you feel a cool sensation at your wounds right now?"
Wen Qikang was puzzled. "It's just itchy, but not very itchy, you can ignore it. I don't feel anything else."
"That's impossible, Fourth Brother, what about you?"
Wen Chengfeng was completely convinced: "It's itchy and painful here, and there's no cooling or comfort at all."
Wen Chengbin continued to ask, "Brother, didn't you feel a current of energy moving around?"
Wen Chengjian considered for a moment, "There was a bit of airflow, but not much. I just felt that my wound was healing quickly, but I didn't feel anything else."
Wen Chengbin looked bewildered. "Am I the only one who's weird?"
Wenwen thought that her second brother could easily pull up a vine that had disappeared for thousands of years, and he could feel the warm current when eating fruit. His feelings were very different from others. She didn't know what kind of constitution her second brother had. Anyway, she could benefit from it, so she couldn't let her second brother fall into self-doubt.
She had to earnestly comfort him, "Second brother, it's not that you're strange, it's just that your body is more sensitive. The effects of these fruits vary from person to person, and everyone reacts differently, so there's nothing to be nervous about."
"Really?"
"That's right." Wenwen nodded confidently and urged everyone, "Eat up, eat more, and then we'll find another place to practice."