Lu Wenjin narrowed his eyes, suspicion flickering through his mind.
Was this bastard really not faking his amnesia?
Si Jing pursed his lips, "Is there a problem?"
"Of course not!"
The next second.
The Young Man dashed forward, fetched some hot water, and holding a medicine tablet, stuffed it into Si Jing's mouth.
His amber eyes glinted with a dark light, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted, "Such a small matter, there's no need to trouble my sister-in-law."
....
A week later.
"Miss Gu, I would like to eat a snow pear."
On the hospital bed, the man's complexion had gradually regained some color, but his limbs were still somewhat stiff.
Gu Danyu, who was just there for a visit, reached out to pick up the pear from the table.
Suddenly, a shadow darted forward and snatched away the pear.
The Young Man's porcelain face flushed slightly with the haste of his actions, and he bit his teeth, "I'll do it, I like peeling pears!"
