Shi Nian'an might be bold, but she wasn't foolish. She probed, "You weren't still getting an IV drip when I called you, were you?"
"What else?" Fu Yichen had just finished speaking when he started coughing.
Shi Nian'an got up and went to the kitchen to get him a cup of warm water. "Here, drink some water. You're sick with a cold; stop drinking alcohol with ice cubes. I really don't know what you're thinking."
Fu Yichen didn't even glance at the cup of plain water. "I don't drink that; it's tasteless."
His habits startled Shi Nian'an's perception of humanity. "Big brother, haven't you heard that water is the source of life? Drinking more hot water doesn't do any harm."
Her words couldn't sway Fu Yichen. He continued to busily work on what was in his hands as if he hadn't heard her.
Noticing his lips were somewhat dry, Shi Nian'an took out the lip balm she carried with her and applied it to his lips.
