Gu Moyan refused to go to the hospital.
His status was sensitive; if anyone found out who he was, the red rash on his neck could become the subject of malicious gossip, turning into accusations of improper conduct. This sort of scandal was not unheard of in their circles.
Avoiding unnecessary trouble was always wise, so Gu Moyan preferred to take medicine rather than risk seeing a doctor.
"I really don't get you."
Gu Qinnian got into the car and tossed the medicine he'd bought from the pharmacy to Gu Moyan. "I already told you I have a reliable friend running a private hospital. Why are you treating me like a stranger, brother?"
Gu Moyan unscrewed a bottle of water, took the pills, and closed his eyes for a moment to rest.
Feeling slightly better, he replied indifferently, "It's just a hassle, that's all."
