The Nurse rushed in right at this moment. "Miss Li, your honey water."
She immediately saw that there were other people in the ward, and, startled, held the water cup with both hands, stammering, "Young Master Oslo, hello, I… I didn't see you just now."
"It's fine." In front of others, Oslo was the absolute British gentleman; the smile at the corner of the mouth, even the curve at the corner of the mouth, seemed preset to perfection.
The Nurse's ears suddenly flushed red. She hurriedly shifted her Eyes away, afraid that anyone might notice. Holding the honey water, she walked over to the sickbed of Li Qiyun. "Miss Li, the honey water you asked for."
A wave of sharp twisting pain rolled through Li Qiyun's stomach, each bout worse than the last.
She tried her best to keep her Face taut so no one would see, and said coolly, "Put it there."
