"Third Young Master, shall I find Yan Su to give you some medicine?" Feiyu spoke uneasily. He heard that the medicine was intense, and the fact that Third Young Master was still showing feverish symptoms proved it was potent indeed.
Third Young Master Jun leafed through a book in cold silence.
"No need."
"I can prepare some ice to cool you down." He was even more anxious because Third Young Master was angry, reprimanding him. This cold indifference was more distressing.
"No need."
Feiyu guiltily knelt halfway to the ground, "Third Young Master, I'm sorry. I know what happened tonight was my fault. You can punish me as you see fit, but don't do this to yourself! Let me fetch Yan Su!"
