Under Jing Qi's coercion and persuasion, Jing Yang obediently swallowed the pill. However, the moment Jing Qi turned around, the little lad ran to the bathroom and spat out the pill hidden under his tongue. He wasn't going to take any medicine!
If he did, it would only hasten his recovery and he would have no choice but to be discharged from the hospital. If that happened he'd not be able to see little Yueyao again. He wanted to stay in the hospital and play with little Yueyao. It didn't matter if he got a few more injections.
At night, when the nurse came to check on him, she took his temperature again.
"Aiya, little Yangyang's fever has almost subsided. You can be discharged tomorrow."
Jing Yang stood there with his eyes wide open, as though he was hit by a bolt of lightning from out of the blue.
