Seeing Su Yunling's cooperative demeanor, Gu Zhiqi raised an eyebrow slightly, then turned around with a smile and went downstairs.
When Gu Zhiqi went downstairs, Madam Yun had already finished cooking the sobering-up soup, so Gu Zhiqi quickly went back upstairs.
As soon as Gu Zhiqi walked into the room, Su Yunling, sitting by the bed, spoke, "You're back?"
His sitting posture was exactly the same as when Gu Zhiqi left; he hadn't moved at all.
Gu Zhiqi walked up to him with the sobering-up soup and handed it to him, "Here, drink the sobering-up soup."
Upon hearing this, Su Yunling immediately reached out, took the sobering-up soup, and gulped it down in a few swigs.
"Finished." Saying this, he handed the bowl back to Gu Zhiqi.
Gu Zhiqi couldn't help but wonder, was it an illusion, or did he detect a tone of asking for praise in Su Yunling's voice?
After a few seconds of silence, Gu Zhiqi tried tentatively, "Hmm, very good."
