"I'm serious too," Nan Mufeng smiled slightly.
Prophetic words, indeed. Years later, Loh Minxian really became a soldier under Nan Mufeng's command...
"All right, don't touch water for a while." Jian Xi put away the medicine box and gently exhaled.
A small, subtle movement that made Nan Mufeng very pleased. When they got engaged, she never panicked over her own injuries, did she? Now she was anxious over his minor wound!
Nan Mufeng nodded, sickly sweet, "You have to come and change my dressing tomorrow."
Jian Xi's lips twitched, "Rui Kun is a doctor, you can ask him."
"He's busy lately."
"Busy? He seems to be quite free."
"He starts being busy tomorrow."
"Fine then!" Jian Xi shrugged, "I'm going back, you guys should hurry up and eat. Send the dishes back to me when you're done!"
"Okay."
The two who were at each other's throats just a moment ago put their quarrel aside and began to eat obediently.
