Su Yan returned to the living room and brought the medical kit, then turned on the light in the bedroom. Her flushed and sweaty little face appeared in front of him. He prepared the doses of fever and cold medicine, poured a glass of warm water, and walked to the bedside.
"Get up and take the medicine."
Yi An, feeling defiant, pouted, "I won't take it."
When she was younger, she used to listen to him more, complying with whatever he said. Nowadays, she increasingly enjoyed opposing him.
Su Yan didn't say much, put down the items in his hands, and directly dragged her waist from the bed, placing the medicine into her mouth. Then, he handed the cup, forcing water into her mouth.
The bitter taste spread in her mouth, and Yi An was forced to swallow the medicine, coughing a few times. Su Yan gently patted her back until she calmed down, then laid her back down, wrapped her in the quilt, and quietly left.
