Wen Shan glanced at Nalan Chunbo when he fell silent and realized he was pale and sweating profusely.
Nalan Chunbo had pulled over to the road shoulder. It was too dangerous to continue driving.
"Hey… are you okay?" Wen Shan asked worriedly, looking at Nalan Chunbo who was resting his head on the steering wheel. She opened the glove compartment when Nalan Chunbo pointed at it, and saw the medicine for gastric pain that she had bought for him the other day.
Wen Shan took the medicine and her water bottle from her bag. She took out the pills and the water and placed her palm beside Nalan Chunbo's mouth carefully.
The pain did not subside even after Nalan Chunbo took the medicine, but he felt his lips brush against Wen Shan's palm.
Wen Shan looked at Nalan Chunbo who was looking at her, his face pale from the intense pain.
