Thirty-nine point eight degrees.
When Ye Li heard this number, the fire inside her almost erupted. She promptly arranged for Zhou Ran to set up a separate hospital room and, with a cold face, got medication and tempered water for Ji Yanchen.
"Take your medicine." Ye Li's voice was hard and firm as she handed the warm water and pills to Ji Yanchen.
After Ji Yanchen took them, his light eyes looked at the furious Ye Li in front of him and slowed his voice, "Are you angry?"
Ye Li didn't want to engage with him, so she lowered her head to watch her own show and replied coldly, "After you finish, sleep well. I'll watch over you."
She was worried he might spike a fever again in the middle of the night; it would be necessary to have someone stay up.
"Ye Li." Ji Yanchen reached out to embrace her but she dodged him. Seeing his empty hand, Ji Yanchen chuckled, speaking to her patiently, "I was wrong this time, don't be angry. Getting angry too much will cause wrinkles."
