Qin Yin held the medicine and looked at Nan Sichen, saying, "Drink the medicine."
Nan Sichen raised his eyes to glance at Qin Yin, his lips moved slightly, but he didn't speak or take the medicine. He picked up the newspaper he'd previously set down and continued reading.
Qin Yin shook her head helplessly and walked to the bedside, calling out, "Nan Sichen."
He lifted his eyes slightly and saw her drinking all the medicine into her own mouth. He frowned lightly; was she foolish? He wasn't sick, so why was she drinking the medicine? Furthermore, he knew how bitter and awful that medicine tasted, yet she just drank it like that?
In the next second though, Qin Yin bent over and pressed her lips against his.
Nan Sichen's eyes suddenly widened, incredulous, and he stood there without any reaction for a while.
Qin Yin took advantage of the moment to pass the medicine from her mouth to his.
