She sneaked a glance at Xia Anlan. There was still no special expression on his face, but his gaze on her had become colder.
Mrs. Yue covered her face. Oh no, he was so petty, he must have made her pay for this.
After the doctor examined Mrs. Yue, he said,""She has a low fever and her throat is inflamed. Give her another shot."
Mrs. Yue almost shot up from her chair. "Didn't you already beat mom?"
Xia Anlan's cold voice came from behind,""You've already eaten this morning, so you don't have to eat tomorrow morning. "
"Can I not, doctor?" Mrs. Yue trembled."I'll be fine after I take some medicine."
"No," Xia Anlan replied.
"Give her an injection," he said to the doctor.
The doctor didn't dare to say anything and quickly nodded.
"It's my own body," Mrs. Yue said through gritted teeth,"why can't I have control over it?"
Xia Anlan suddenly smiled at her."Are you sure?" he asked.