"A minor injury ignored might become a major one, so if you don't want me to check it, just drink the medicine yourself."
Saying this, she pushed the medicine into Cecilia's palm.
Cecilia looked at Bai Fu, her face filled with expectation, with a complex expression.
She couldn't tell, she really couldn't!
Was Bai Fu truly concerned about her, or was she just acting?
If it was genuine concern, should she still confine Bai Fu in the dark room?
If it was still an act, should she angrily kill Bai Fu right then?
She couldn't bear to do it.
Because even if it was an act, the concern in Bai Fu's eyes was something she currently longed for.
Cecilia mechanically drank the medicine.
Seeing her do this, Bai Fu patted her chest and exhaled deeply.
"Good that you drank it."
After a moment, her expression turned anxious, "You killed Foster, and this news will probably reach the ears of the Housekeeper of the Secret Tower soon, and then you..."
