After Being Abducted and Raised by A Snake

Wan Zhong guessed the reason why the sour fruit’s taste changed was because it was not ripe when Xuan Ming picked it. Then it was left in the cellar for a long time, and it became ripen in time.

He ate with gusto.

After the thin green skin of the sour fruit was bitten by the teeth, the green and juicy pulp burst violently in the mouth. The sour juice sprayed on the tip of the taste buds, stimulating the contraction of the inner wall of the mouth to produce more saliva. After blending with the juice, it tasted sour and sweet, and tasted great.

He ate a lot of them in one sitting, and the more he ate, the more appetizing he became.

The little black snake on the side was eating from the bowl and looking at the different fruit in its bowl, and said to the mirror with a little uncertainty.

[Mirror, mirror.]

[The beauty’s fruit seems to be more delicious than mine~]

It threw away the half-eaten snake fruit, wrapped around Wan Zhong’s wrist, stretched out its snake tongue to lick the corners of Wan Zhong’s lips, and occasionally licked into Wan Zhong’s mouth. It nudged Wan Zhong’s chin with the snake’s head and acted coquettishly.

[Let me have a taste of your fruit, okay~]

“When did you become so greedy? It was really hard to get used to.”

Wan Zhong chuckled and fed the half-eaten sour fruit to the little black snake and said to its mouth, “Eat it.”

The little black snake turned its head and spat out the snake tongue, pointed at the other hand of Wan Zhong with the tip of its tail, indicating that it wanted to eat the complete and brand new one.

“Why do you dislike my leftover?” Wan Zhong sneered and passed his hand forward, “Either eat this or don’t eat it. Choose.”

The little black snake bared its two small fangs, not wanting them.

It made noises in the east and struck in the west. While using the snake head to attract Wan Zhong’s attention, it used its tail to quickly roll over an unbitten sour fruit in Wan Zhong’s hand, turned its back, and took a quick bite. It wanted to make a mark first and take possession of it, but it didn’t know the fruit actually was so sour. After the little black snake tensed its body and shook hard, its saliva flowed out in a big pool.

Wan Zhong chuckled: “Aren’t you acting too much?”

The little black snake shook its head and shook off the sour fruit stuck on its fangs. It rolled to the edge of the pool and rinsed the snake tongue desperately, then curled up its tail and rushed to Wan Zhong, baring its teeth and accusing him.

[Great beauty! You actually hurt me!]

Wan Zhong’s eyes turned slightly, “Click~” He took another bite of the sour fruit in his hand, licked the juice on his lips and said, “It’s so delicious~”

The little black snake: “…” Could it be the one in the hands of the great beauty was more delicious?

It couldn’t remember the pain of sour fruit, and crawled back again carelessly. It tilted its head and stared at Wan Zhong, which only had a small mouthful of fruit pulp left on his fingertips. A pair of green vertical pupils turned left and right in its eye sockets. When Wan Zhong was not paying attention, it put the pulp in its mouth with “Ah woo~” and quickly chewed it and swallowed it.

Then…

When Wan Zhong was stewing big bones and meat for their meal, the little black snake drooped its snake tongue and drooled three thousand feet down. Not to mention chewing bones and eating meat, the two small fangs were so sore and soft that they couldn’t even bite a vegetable leaf.

Wan Zhong laughed at it: “You deserved it, who asked you to snatch food.”

The little black snake was lying in the ocean with its own saliva, and the forked snake tongue was still dripping with water. It looked very pitiful, even its vertical pupils were wet.

Wan Zhong saw that it was really cute. He put a big stick bone into the little black snake’s plate. He didn’t know if he caught a cold, but he felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach. Especially when he smelled meat, he always felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

He was not feeling well and was not in the mood to tease the little black snake anymore. After telling it not to run around, he went back to the stone nest and lay down to rest.

At first, Wan Zhong thought he was sick due to gastrointestinal discomfort, so he made a lot of soup with herbal leaves to drink.

Later, not only was the nausea symptom not relieved, he also began to feel dizzy, weak, and constantly sleepy. Occasionally, he would faint without warning.

By the way, this was the first time Wan Zhong had fallen ill since arriving on the desert island.

There was no Xuan Ming, no doctor, no medicine, except for herbal leaves and some sugar.

Wan Zhong had no idea what was wrong with him; he could only keep recalling what he had eaten, what he had drunk, what he had done, and where he had been. He treated himself for all the symptoms related to dizziness, nausea, and vomiting.

Later, after Wan Zhong’s detailed analysis, he felt that there were two possibilities.

First, during the period of searching for Xuan Ming, he often suffered from hunger while traveling across mountains and rivers. His body was depleted, and his energy and blood were used up with no way to replenish, which led to the common symptoms of anemia.

The second was seabird meat poisoning. The prey he ate before was certified by Xuan Ming with a nod, but this time the seabird was hunted down by himself. There were also water source problems, which might have led to gastrointestinal diseases.

After sorting out the symptoms, Wan Zhong felt a little relieved.

He forced himself to eat three meals a day at regular times, combining meat and vegetables as much as possible to replenish the lost nutrients. He also began to exercise on a small scale in an effort to improve his immunity. In addition to this, he added three bowls of herbal soup every day.