Leo widened his eyes in shock and nodded in fear.
"If Momom looked like Uncle Wilfred...would you like her?"
Leo looked at Wilfred, shaking his head.
Wilfred: "…"
"Well, you're a face-judger too. Too bad, so am I. If Leo becomes unattractive, Momom won't like you anymore."
Leo hurriedly went to hold the medicine bowl: "Baby will drink... Baby will drink medicine every day..."
"Good boy," Anna Jadwin smiled and held the bowl, "Once you're better, you won't have to drink it anymore. Take it slow."
Leo gulped it down like a little water buffalo, not afraid of the bitterness or the smell, drinking it all in one go.
He smacked his lips, tears forming from the bitter taste...
"Baby finds it difficult to drink..."
"A bitter medicine cures the disease." A maid held candied fruit in her hand, and Anna Jadwin took one and put it in Leo's mouth, "Eat this, and it won't be bitter."