Sang Wan glanced at him, sighing in her heart. He really didn't need to do this for her, truly! His actions, how was she to bear them? It was impossible for her to respond, for her heart was already entrenched with someone she could never let go!
"I am much better, thank you, Young Master! It's getting late; you should head back soon!" Sang Wan said with effort.
"I will leave after I see you take your medicine!" Zhao Qi could not rest easy, saying warmly, "Miss Wan, don't argue with me, I am just concerned about you and want you to get well soon. You, don't feel any burden, really."
Seeing his firm attitude, Sang Wan knew it was useless to argue with him, so she had no choice but to acquiesce.
Zhao Qi, filled with joy, personally brought the medicine soup and porridge, feeling that being able to do something for her was the happiest thing in the world.
