This question, even Tang Yu couldn't answer.
"As long as he's happy now..."
Ji Chuyun sighed softly, a complex look flashing in his eyes. He said nothing more, nodded, said goodbye to Mo Jiashuo and the others, and left.
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"Big brother," Tang Die walked over, handed the medicine to Mo Jiashuo, and gave him a glass of cold water, "Take the medicine."
Mo Jiashuo didn't have much strength left now. The high fever made his usually calm mind muddled. He obediently took the medicine, lay down on the bed, and closed his eyes.
"If you're sleepy, just sleep," Tang Die said gently standing beside him, "I will change the medicine bottle for you, big brother."
Mo Jiashuo slightly nodded, closed his eyes, and said nothing more.
During moments of delirium caused by the fever, he opened his eyes several times to see Tang Die wiping the sweat from his face with a cloth, her gentle gaze making him feel comfortable.
