Gu Shaoting frowned. He was slightly surprised but it seemed reasonable. Jealousy could make women do crazy things.
"He Ming will take care of it. Don't worry." Gu Shaoting comforted her.
The IV drip was finally done and Gu Shaoting's fever slowly subsided.
After they got home, Shu Pan realized that they needed groceries and went to the market to buy fresh ingredients to cook porridge for the man.
The living room was quiet as Gu Shaoting lay on the sofa with his head on a cushion and his eyes closed.
Shu Pan thought that he was feeling sick again and gently placed her hand on his forehead. She was already very gentle, but she still roused the man.
He opened his bloodshot eyes and looked at her pitifully.
"You'll be fine." Her delicate palm was pressed against his forehead. His fever had subsided but he was still unwell and looked very weak.
"What do you want to eat for lunch?" Shu Pan asked.
