Novel & Cerita Will Edibles Make A Cold Worse

The intense heat was affecting him badly. If this had happened in Wiltspoon where the climate was warmer, after eating so many peppers, his throat would have been terribly inflamed, and he probably would have an upset stomach and a serious case of indigestion. Then, he would be stuck in the toilet for half a day. However, since it was cold in Huntington, eating a little chili every day was not a problem, though not as much as Dylan had just eaten. His stomach definitely could not handle it. “You don’t have to eat anymore,” Imogen said.

This time, I could be more careful about my movements and make sure not to fall into any holes. At this point, I felt guilty even doing this, but the human penchant in me to be free was just too strong. Edric would live. I wasn’t sure I would find the need to live if I kept waking up in this old, boring mansion. And so, every day, since I was the one that prepped his meals, I added a little bit of Cangeic spice. It was a naturally occurring intoxicant, but taking it for prolonged periods, usually a week or two, consecutively, no matter how small, had its effect on the body.

Memories of the day he snapped that picture started flowing through his mind. It was on Sunday, and they had gone for a walk. Yoori had insisted on eating cold ice cream, though he had forbidden her from doing so. She always suffers from chronic cramps, and the doctor had advised that it would be better if she stopped having cold foods, beverages, and snacks. Cold foods are the ones that made her suffer later.

Nora felt like she might be coming down with a cold; even the ginger soup didn't seem to be helping much. Julian frowned and said, "Finish your meal, and then take some cold medicine." Nora didn't say anything and continued eating. The virus had already invaded her body, and medication probably wouldn't have much effect at this point. Because she was showing signs of a cold, Julian didn't have much of an appetite for dinner either. After dinner, he watched as she took her medicine and then asked, "Where will I sleep tonight?" "You can sleep in any of the guest rooms," Nora replied.

“Ice cream is too cold. Eating ice cream after having fried chicken makes it easy to have stomach problems.” “Alright.” The three children pouted, disappointment filling their eyes. Evan smiled cheerfully at me. “Honey, I want to eat ice cream, too.” “Ohh, please. You can’t eat ice cream on such a cold day, especially you. I am afraid you have forgotten the pain of gastric perforation, right?” “Well, we just have a little bit. Please. It's a rare festival. We should celebrate it.” Seeing their dad want to eat some ice cream as well, the three children become even more persistent. “Dad is right. It's Christmas today. Just let us eat once.”

To prove the food isn’t drugged, or poisoned, he takes an apple slice and tosses it in his mouth with a mischievous grin. Then he does something very unexpected and sits beside me on the bed. Close enough for our shoulders to brush against each other. Peering at me with anticipation and another apple slice in his hand, he held it an inch from my mouth in invitation. “Eat, please. The laudanum can cause gastrointestinal distress. Particularly on an empty stomach.” Clamping my lips together, I glare at him. “I can feed myself, thank you very much.” “Och lass, never said you couldn’t. But the more you rest, the quicker you’ll gain your strength back. Now, eat for me like a good wee lass.”

She looked warily at Ryan, ready with her next question. "This is too much to take." Her words shook as she inhaled a shaky breath. "He was being drugged and no one could notice!" Her face marred with horror as she visualized the thing. "That is a possibility as, at most, the symptoms you can notice after the drug reaches one's body are a normal cough and cold. And we don't usually get hyper over such menial symptoms." Ryan reasoned. His fingers crossed again on the table and he let his shoulders slouch down, now that the ladies were not panicking like a few minutes ago.

Another weird thing was that when she took her suppressants, she would become very dizzy, and her headaches would intensify even more than usual. That did worry Adira, though. She would wait for it all to get better and see if it had just been from her stomach bug, and she would feel better in about a week. She tried to take it easy for the rest of the week, and luckily at night she would start to feel better, and she would eat as if she hadn't eaten for a day. It was, though, as she still couldn't eat anything in the morning other than an apple. She was craving fried chicken so much that she mostly took some home after her part-time job.

Since Zayne was around, Zivon didn’t need to wait at all, and Yulia was immediately brought in for examination. After watching Zayne examine her for a while, Zivon was prompted to ask, “…Any idea what’s wrong with her?” “From what I can gather, it’s nothing too serious. Essentially, she ate too much cold food while she was sick, and the cold weather doesn’t help. With that said, it’d be best if she stayed at home for the next few days. Oh, and no junk food. Consider porridge instead to nourish her stomach,” replied Zayne, prompting both Zivon and Maison to breathe sighs of relief.

Yet, Darryl could not help but frown upon seeing the herbs that Daisy had presented. Ice grass? Ice grass was a herb with a cold attribute that could effectively absorb a person's internal chill. That made it an effective remedy for colds. However, that only applied to individuals who had recently contracted a cold. Wisteria had been ill for several days, and the cold had seeped into her bones. Under such conditions, the ice grass could do more harm than good. At the thought, Darryl was about to speak up to advise against the action. Nevertheless, it was too late, and the medication was nearly ready.