"Okay. Go upstairs quickly! I'm leaving now!" Zhao Dong said happily.
Yuan Yunong turned around and entered the hallway. Watching her go upstairs, Zhao Dong turned around and left, running with the gentle spring night breeze.
After Zhao Dong left, Yuan Yunong came back, watching his figure fade away, and threw the candied hawthorn she had been holding into the trash can at the entrance.
"Who wants to eat this thing, so sour!"
After Yuan Yunong went upstairs, she took a shower and made herself a cup of coffee. Just as she was about to drink it, she saw the bottle of medication on the table. She poured out the coffee and replaced it with plain water, taking out two pills.
"Remember to take your medicine! Don't stop, remember?" His slightly lazy voice seemed to echo in her ear.
Yuan Yunong sighed and clenched her teeth. "When will I be able to get rid of this medicine bottle?"
