After Dr. Zhang left, Ye Moze rushed back from the hospital and ordered his servants to decoct Chinese medicine.

"Um--" Han Shui'er also slowly opened her eyes. She had just done something that she had experienced many years ago. It turned into a dream, a very terrible dream, but it was not as heart-wrenching as many years ago...

"Are you awake?" Ye Moze showed a handsome smile. Seeing her awakening, the stone in his heart was also put down. "I don't know if I have a fever? Fortunately, I think something is wrong with you, otherwise you will have a high fever and burn your brain!"

"Well! And the wound doesn't hurt anymore... I just have a little dizzy head..."

Ye Moze patted her head, hooked her chin with his hand, and kissed her lips...

"Well-I have a fever."

"Not afraid..." Ye Moze still hugged her petite body tightly, "I'll take medicine later..."

"What?!What? Take, take medicine?" Han Shui'er has been afraid of taking medicine since she was a child...

Darkness and taking medicine are the two things she fears the most!

"You have to take it, that old man said, after you take the medicine, it will be almost done!" Ye Moze was very determined, and the servant brought the freshly cooked Chinese medicine with a cart...

"I, I, this medicine is a bit hot, wait, take it later!" Han Shui'er looked at Ye Moze scooping up a spoonful of medicine to let her take it, and quickly grabbed the bowl and placed it on the coffee table next to her...

"By the way, I want to wash my face now. Can you help me?"

"Then you will take medicine after finishing your face later. Do you hear me?" Ye Moze would not refuse to agree to the request she made.
Chapter completed!