Half an hour later, Mu Tianying had not returned. She couldn't help but call him and ask, "Why haven't you come back yet? Is it serious?"
"I'm getting the medicine."
"Oh..." Wanqing paused, suddenly feeling that she was too anxious, "Then I'll hang up."
"Okay." Mu Tianying suddenly called out, "Wanqing——"
"Huh?"
"Don't worry."
"I-I'm not worried at all!"
Mu Tianying laughed, overwhelmed with joy. When he got back with the medicine, Wanqing deliberately wore a cold face, refusing to show that she cared about him, watching him being so happy warmed his heart.
He deliberately threw the medicine on the tea table, folded his arms, and started watching TV, not moving for a long time.
Wanqing sat on the single seater opposite him, jotting down recipes from the internet. After a while, she looked up and asked, "Are you... okay now?"
"Mm."
"Have you taken your medicine?"
"...Not yet."
"Then why aren't you eating it?"
