Gu Zhihan looked up at her, then glanced at the Banlangen in his hand, and asked expressionlessly, "Isn't the meaning quite obvious. Can't you tell?"
As he spoke, he walked up to her and handed her the medicine, "Open your mouth and drink the medicine."
"Why?" Mengmeng lowered her head, saw the brown liquid in his hand, and instantly stepped back in horror, questioning him, "I'm not sick, why do I need to take medicine?"
"Just as a precaution," Gu Zhihan explained, moving closer to her.
"I refuse..." Mengmeng absolutely wouldn't drink it.
"Well then, if you don't take the medicine as a precaution and end up catching a cold or getting a fever, I'll have no choice but to take you to the hospital for a shot," said Gu Zhihan, seeing that she was unwilling to take the medicine. He didn't force her. Instead, he casually mentioned this before preparing to dump the medicine in his hand into the trash.
"Don't..."
