When Long Yue returned, she was covered in dust. She didn't even bother to wash up and went straight to see Li Qingmu because Ning Xiang had said that he nearly went out on an errand.
Usually, Long Yue wouldn't say anything about Li Qingmu being busy, but now that he was ill, how could he just go out recklessly?
This was not cherishing his own life!
Upon receiving this news, Long Yue stormed in angrily.
Li Qingmu had already drunk his medicine and was asleep, but his face was still a bit pale, looking lifeless.
"This bastard!"
Long Yue felt a bit annoyed, the kind of annoyance that felt like she wanted to strangle this man.
But seeing the man sleeping so peacefully and obediently, Long Yue's heart softened, and she couldn't bring herself to blame him.
Seeing a corner of his blanket turned up, she moved forward to carefully tuck him in, got up, quietly closed the door, and left.
