Su Qing's long, dark eyelashes trembled.
Su Qing braced one hand on the edge of the table as if he could barely support himself, letting out a series of low coughs.
"COUGH, COUGH."
He spoke very slowly, his words punctuated by coughs. A faint blush tinged his pale face, which ironically made him look a bit healthier.
Su Ye took a deep breath. 'This man must have been sent by the heavens just to torture me.'
She set the white fungus and lotus seed soup she was holding on the table.
Then, she took out a Secret Luo that she had refined herself from her Spatial Bag.
She pinched one of the Medicine Pills and held it to his lips.
"Open your mouth."
Su Qing showed no sign of cooperating.
Su Ye's voice grew sterner.
"You have to eat this."
After she said that, the man finally moved, opening his mouth and swallowing the Medicine Pill.
A moment after he took the medicine, his coughing stopped.
