"What is wrong with her?" Zhuo Jingren's face was grim. He watched as the doctor busied himself writing Lily's prescription before answering.
"Miss Qin is fine. But she needs to eat more and sleep more," the doctor said while handing a prescription to Zhuo Jingren, who then passed it to Yang Mi.
"What about her allergies? Did she faint because of the smell of the lilies?" he asked, feeling angry at himself. Zhuo Jingren really wanted to slap himself right now. He was so excited about the idea of courting Lily with flowers that he had actually forgotten how Lily hated smelling scented stuff.
