"You're leaving so soon?" She stretched languidly. Suddenly remembering something, she sat up quickly and looked at his hand up and down, "You're not on an IV drip anymore?"
Gu Shaocheng raised his eyebrows and smirked. "Yes, I hate IV drips the most. Actually, um... you can't tell anyone else, I'll let you in on this secret."
She blinked, nodding seriously.
Gu Shaocheng leaned in close to her ear. "I'm really afraid of drips, especially the moment the needle enters the vein. I want to scream. But given my status, you know, if I were to scream, I'd be a laughing stock."
Chenxing was silent for a moment, then said, "I can do the IV for you in the future then. I'm quite skilled, most people don't feel the pain. Back in Liberia, kids preferred if I did it."
Gu Shaocheng had an expression that couldn't quite decide if it wanted to laugh or cry. He patted her head, thinking: How is she so easily tricked?