She ignored him and walked straight out, footsteps closely following behind her.
Bo Yeyuan's heavy body had just slumped onto the sofa when a thermometer was thrust at him, "Open your mouth."
Bo Yeyuan held it in his mouth, his weighty gaze fixed on her. It was just like the scene from his dream last night, where Li Qiyu brought over medicine and warm water.
The fever had subsided, Li Qiyu shook the thermometer and, before she could hand over the medicine, Bo Yeyuan obediently opened his mouth to be fed.
Li Qiyu placed it in his hand, "Take it yourself."
"..."
His steady gaze made her feel like nothing she did was appropriate.
After Bo Yeyuan took the medicine, he said in a low voice, "I think I went crazy again yesterday."
Good, he knows!