When He Ye came to the hotel to see He Mingzhu, she had just finished breakfast and was lying on the tatami, flipping through the news.
"Sis, I heard you weren't feeling well?" He Ye asked.
He Mingzhu covered her mouth to cough twice, and with a helpless look, she glanced at her secretary, "It's just a minor cold, he's making a big deal out of nothing."
The secretary said, "You're here for business, and your health is important. Moreover, the young master is here, too, to see you. You should be a bit happier."
"Got a cold? Did you buy medicine?" He Ye immediately asked with concern.
"No need to make a fuss, drinking more hot water should do," she replied.
"That won't do, you need to buy some cold medicine," He Ye instructed the secretary, but after waiting a moment, he added, "I'll go myself."
He hurried out.
The secretary chuckled softly: "The young master is very concerned about you."