Su Cha did not know whether to laugh or cry, but seeing that he was sick, she could not say anything.
The temperature of his palm was shockingly hot. Su Cha said, "If you were sick, you should have sought a doctor sooner. You shouldn't have forced yourself."
Hearing her slightly reproachful words, Bo Muyi frowned slightly and said softly, "I felt well until I came back in the afternoon, then I called a doctor."
Actually, he'd felt that something was wrong in the morning, but because he had to work and Su Cha came back at night…
Su Cha touched Bo Muyi's cheek. "Rest well now."
"What about you?"
He held her hand and frowned, thinking that she was going somewhere.
Su Cha sighed and smiled. "I asked them to prepare some light food for people with a fever. You might be hungry when you wake up at night."
Bo Muyi shook his head. "No need."
