Zhu Qingjia couldn't bear to leave at such a time and insisted on staying.
But, unable to withstand Wen Sheng's repeated insistence, she finally agreed to go home first and come back after her fever subsided.
"Sister Sheng, remember to call me the moment anything happens, okay? Even if it's the middle of the night, I will come down to accompany you right away," Zhu Qingjia said, holding on to Wen Sheng's hand and reminding her over and over.
Wen Sheng nodded her head, "Don't worry, Fu Yanlin is with me."
"Alright, Fu has more careful attention to detail than you. Can you even cook? Taking care of someone, are you just going to order takeout?" Xun Rangchu mercilessly pointed out.
Zhu Qingjia turned her head and glared at him, "If you can't talk nicely, then shut your mouth!"
"Let's go, give you a chance to make me shut up." Xun Rangchu took the medicine box in one hand and Zhu Qingjia's hand in another, forcibly dragging her away.
The room quickly returned to quiet.
