Xie Yan got up, poured a cup of hot water into the water dispenser in front, pulled the chair in front of Lin Er, facing her, frowned and asked, "What medicine did you take just now?"

"Cold medicine." Lin Er said depressedly.

"Where is the medicine?" Xie Yan asked.

"Take it in the table belly by yourself." Lin Er didn't want to move at all.

Xie Yan reached out and touched the belly of the table for a long time. Finally, he took out two boxes of medicine from the corner.

A box of colds, a box of anti-inflammatory.

He glanced at the main symptoms printed on the outer packaging box, and then put two boxes of medicine: "This doesn't work, you have no medicine to reduce fever."

"Ah." Lin Er was sleeping in a daze, leaning on the table with his arm on his side, and didn't hear what he was saying. He just said "ah" in a vague way, as a response.

Xie Yan remembered that there seemed to be a box in Sangnae. Two days ago, he saw him taking medicine one by one, including white, yellow, purple, and various pills, and then he swallowed them into his stomach without changing his face.

I don't know, but I thought he had a terminal illness that I had not long lived.

Xie Yan got up from his seat and went to look over Shisang's table belly.

Shi Sang's belly had a small medical box in his stomach, which was full of medicines, and even had vitamins and melatonin. Xie Yan glanced at it briefly and soon found what he wanted.

"Er?" He poured out a piece of antipyretic medicine, "Wake up, don't sleep first."

He woke Liner up and said, "Take this antipyretic medicine."

Lin Er said "Oh" in a daze, forced himself to open his heavy eyelids, put the white pills on the tip of his tongue, making her frown her face so bitter.

"Drink water." Xie Yan handed over the water.

Lin Er half-squinted his eyes, his eyes emanating from the gaps in his eyelashes. She wrinkled her face, but when she swept over the cup he handed over, she turned her head and said in a vague way: "I don't need your cup."

Xie Yan approached and listened to her: "Hmm?"

Lin Er felt that the pill in his mouth was almost melted, it was so bitter that the sauce smelled strong, but he still shook his head and insisted: "A cold will spread to you."

She reached out to touch her cup, but her fingertips were burned.

Her cup was the mineral water that Xie Yan had just put from the water dispenser. It was hot and a little hot, and I couldn't drink it yet.

Xie Yanqing said "tsk" and simply leaned over, lowered his head and kissed her lips. Then, he handed the cup to her lips: "Now it's OK. If you want to spread it, won't it be faster to kiss one?"

“…”

"Drink the water, huh?"

“…”

Lin Er was speechless for a moment, but he obediently drank water and swallowed the pills.

The pills stayed on the tip of the tongue for too long, and the bitter taste remained in the mouth and could not be removed. Lin Er wrinkled his face and drank half a glass of water before he could barely suppress the bitter taste.

After taking the medicine, Liner began to urge him again: "You go and have a meal."

Xie Yan: “…”

Why do you still remember this?

Xie Yan twisted the lid of the cup and put it on the corner of the table: "It's okay, I'm not hungry."

Lin Er felt uncomfortable. After saying these words, her throat began to hurt again. She lay on the side of the table, then continued to say, "I'm hungry."

"Then what do you want to eat?" Xie Yan got close to her. He looked at her with his eyes down, "I'll buy it for you."
Chapter completed!