I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse

"Oh my goodness, my dear elder sister! If you keep going on like this, your brain will get fried."

"I... I have fever medicine," Li Qiyi weakly lets her left hand hang by her side while resting her right arm on her forehead. Her eyes are squinted into a line, her face flushed.

You instinctively turn your head towards the small box, laying Li Qiyi flat on the sofa, walking to the small medicine bag, reaching out to pick up the small box. When you see the three characters "Antipyretic suppository," it’s as if lightning strikes you, leaving you completely dumbfounded.

"This... this, sis, this..."

Turning your head again, you find Li Qiyi has fainted from the fever.

This is the first time in your life that you’ve hesitated, been indecisive, and even a bit scared.

What do I do about this?

Li Qiyi’s condition has become increasingly serious. You know you can’t wait any longer, or else her brain really might get fried.

Antipyretic suppositories are usually for children, although there are adult versions. The one you’re holding is for adults.

But... but this thing is not oral, damn it!

It’s not oral; it’s inserted in the back!

Why buy such offbeat medicine when there’s nothing else to do?

For a fever, just use regular

fever medicine, right?

Do girls like this kind of medicine?

Alright, now is not the time to be thinking about this!

Uh, to be honest, your mind is in a complete tangle. If it were another woman, even Yan Zisu, you would use this thing without batting an eye. But now you’re facing your own elder sister, someone you’re related to by blood, someone buried deep within your heart, even your soul.

What to do?

At this critical moment, your phone rings.

Picking up the phone, you see it’s your mom calling, and instinctively, your hand shakes, causing the small box to drop to the floor.

"You brat, why did you take so long to pick up?" As soon as you answer, your mother starts scolding harshly.

You scratch your head hard, making your hair messy, and with a very conflicted expression, you respond into the phone, "Mom, sis has a fever; it’s pretty serious."

"A fever?!" Your mom immediately shrieks, "I knew it, this girl is already this old but still doesn’t know how to take care of herself! Where is she now?"

"At home," you reply, bracing yourself.

Your mom’s voice grows even louder, "At home? What is she doing at home? Hurry up and take her to the hospital!"

"But, you know how sis’s temper is... sigh! Fine, I’ll take her to the hospital now!"

With that, you hang up the phone and switch it to vibrate mode, tossing it onto the sofa beside you.

You pick up the antipyretic suppository from the floor and unwrap it. Inside, under a layer of thick luxury plastic wrap, are two vacuum-packed arrow-shaped white suppositories. Each is about a third of a pinky finger in length and one to two centimeters wide, not very large. But holding it in your hand, it feels as heavy as Taishan!

Carefully peeling away the plastic wrap, inside are two individually packaged suppositories. You take one out, unwrap it, and retrieve the semi-transparent suppository.

This suppository looks more like a crystal, making you have to grumble, "Aren’t you just a suppository? Why make you so upscale?"

Alright, after grumbling, you feel slightly more at ease.

Although this process seems slow, it was at least smooth. But next... You turn your head and look at the already unconscious Li Qiyi, letting out a heavy sigh.

What comes next is going to be the greatest test and challenge of your life.

You walk over to Li Qiyi. To avoid embarrassment, you turn her over.

Upon touching Li Qiyi, you only feel burning heat; it’s like holding a ball of fire. He knows that reducing Li Qiyi’s fever cannot be delayed.

Take a deep breath: "Hiss—huff—"

After taking three successive deep breaths, you finally calm yourself down.

"Actually, it’s quite simple, just two steps. One, remove; two, insert! Yes, just like that!"

You mutter to yourself and quickly run through the entire procedure in your mind.

With a forced deep breath, you pick up the antipyretic suppository from beside you with slightly trembling right hand, closing your eyes halfway.

After what feels like an ordeal, you’ve finally reached the bottleneck.

The whole process, one might say, is more grueling than running a marathon!

...

Phew, finally done!

For Li Qiyi to get the best rest, you lift her slightly sweaty, fragrant body.

You lay Li Qiyi down flat on her large bed, covering her with a blanket.