The man's warm and deep voice responded, "There's no medicine in the workers' dormitory."
Sheng Shushu smiled, not quite mocking, "A fever can go down on its own, no need for medicine."
Xiao Yu looked up, seemingly unfazed by her scorn, and unexpectedly asked, "Are you sure you don't want to take care of your dad's company?"
Sheng Shushu was halfway through drinking water when she heard this and immediately stopped, "Did Dao Manling come to you for help?"
Barely finishing her question, she choked on the water, neither swallowing nor spitting it out.
She coughed violently, her face quickly turning red, almost unable to catch her breath.
Xiao Yu hadn't expected her to react so strongly, his expression tensed, and in a few quick steps, he reached for the water cup she had just put down.
"Take a sip."
Sheng Shushu pushed his hand away while still coughing and questioned him, "Are you going to help?"
