Wu Yao swallowed the medicine with her help, followed by a full glass of warm water.
"Take off your shirt," Bei Yiyi said, noticing his shirt was drenched with sweat. To prevent any misunderstanding, she added, "It's all sweaty, you'll easily catch a cold wearing it!"
"Then help me take it off, I don't have the strength."
Here we go again!!
Forget it, forget it!
Bei Yiyi quickly removed his shirt, like peeling corn.
"Pants too, they're sweaty," Wu Yao reminded.
"..." Bei Yiyi's expression suddenly turned awkward, "Take them off yourself!"
"Forget it then, I don't have the strength, I'll just wear them."
Bei Yiyi was infuriated. Did this man know she couldn't leave him alone and that's why he was being such a rascal?!
Though annoyed inside, seeing Wu Yao truly not budging, Bei Yiyi took a deep breath, steeling herself to take care of him as if tending to a bedridden patient.
