Last night, after soaking in the cold sea water, he then went out to take the puppy to the vet without paying attention to keeping warm. Even with an iron constitution, Gu Yixuan succumbed to illness.
Mo Ran had never imagined he would fall ill; for a moment, she felt somewhat at a loss.
After some difficulty finding a medicine box, she took out the thermometer inside and rushed to measure his temperature.
"Open your mouth."
Wrapped in the blanket, Gu Yixuan opened his mouth groggily, and a thermometer was placed into his mouth.
"Do you have any cold medicine?" Mo Ran asked while rummaging through the box.
"I have," he replied indistinctly.
"Found it." Mo Ran found some emergency cold medicine but realized upon checking the date that they had expired several months ago.
"When did you put these medicines here?" she asked, frowning.
Gu Yixuan thought for a moment and then mumbled, "It seems like three years ago."
Darn it, three years ago, they're definitely expired.
