She had already explained herself; she didn't know if the other party would believe her, and hopefully wouldn't suspect that she had ill intentions towards him, the patient.
It would be a misunderstanding then, as she was genuinely intending to help.
Ah, never mind! It's already at this point, so what's the point in overthinking it?
"Since you're awake, I bought you some fever medicine. I'll go fetch you some water to take it with." She turned and ran off to the corner without looking back, grabbed the Western Medicine, then dashed into the washroom. It could indeed be considered a hasty retreat without any hesitation.
Looking at her flushed face in the mirror, Yang Hao took a deep breath, then exhaled, repeating the process several times. After washing the cup in her hand with hot water, she left the restroom with an additional item— a towel, the type you use after running it under cold water.
