Nangong Bi and Chang Huan entered Hu Dapao's room, and as expected, a bowl of medicine that had already gone cold was on the table. Hu Dapao was lying in bed with a blanket over his head. When he heard the sound of the door, he assumed it was Chang Huan again, and huffed.
"I'm not drinking that, Chang Huan! Take the medicine away immediately! The smell of it alone makes me want to puke!"
"I dare you to puke, and you'll see what happens!" Nangong Bi retorted.
Hu Dapao flung the blanket off and scrambled up at once. He looked at Nangong Bi in astonishment and stammered, "What… are you doing here?"
The memory of the previous incident made Nangong Bi blush, but her face remained expressionless. "Su Jiu told me to come!"
"I see..." Hu Dapao mumbled in reply.
With his arms slanted backward, Chang Huan leaned on the table behind him and laughed at the two individuals. He found Hu Dapao's docility in front of Nangong Bi a comical sight.
