After a short rest in the song family, a maid came forward and said, “Mr. Song, the room prepared for Miss Lin has been cleaned.”
“Okay,”song Qingchen replied indifferently. He turned around and glanced at Lin Jiannan. “If you’re tired, go upstairs and rest early. I’ll prepare some medicine for you.”
Hearing the word “Medicine”, Lin Jiannan frowned.
People always had an inexplicable rejection and resistance to pain. Moreover, she had a deep psychological trauma and could not accept it at all.
In order to appear calm, she silently picked up the cup in front of her and drank a mouthful of water. Then, she forced a smile and said, “Why don’t you go to work first? There’s no hurry to change the medicine for me.”
“No, changing the medicine in the morning will be more beneficial to your wound recovery,”song Qingchen rejected it immediately.
Lin Jiannan’s lips curled and she almost braced herself to go upstairs.
