Luckily, Bo Yanching was used to it by now; otherwise, hearing her words would have made him unable to stay calm.
"How many digestive tablets did you take?"
"Four." Nan Jiaojiao held up four fingers, felt the chill of the air conditioning, and quickly pulled her hand back under the blanket.
"Did you drink any water?"
Nan Jiaojiao turned her phone to show him a cup of water on the bedside table, steam still rising from the cup.
"Don't worry, I can take care of myself."
Bo Yanching slightly curled his lips, "Well, that's something I can't quite stop worrying about."
Nan Jiaojiao pouted but didn't counter him. After all, someone being overly concerned wasn't anything new.
Bo Yanching finished smoking his cigarette but didn't light another. After snuffing out the cigarette, he stood up, "Go to bed early; I'm going to shower."
"Don't hang up!"
Nan Jiaojiao had half her face buried in the blanket, her eyes twinkling, "I'm not very sleepy yet."
