Gu Shaozhi took the water cup, brushed it against the woman's dry lips, and gently threatened, "Wanwan, if you don't take your medicine, I'll have to take you to the hospital."
Wanxia heard the word "hospital."
Weakly holding onto the man's waist, she snuggled into his embrace, her frail voice barely audible, "I don't want to... Shaozhi... I don't want to go."
Shaozhi, Shaozhi...
All of Gu Shaozhi's actions paused at that moment, including his breath.
Since the unrecoverable rift four years ago, she hadn't called him that way.
It was always the distant "Mr. Gu," the polite yet detached "Mr. Gu," or calling him directly by his full name, "Gu Shaozhi."
He didn't know how long it took for him to recover from that trance.
Gazing at the woman's flushed face, a pure smile appeared on his lips as he kissed her forehead, softly coaxing, "Alright, we won't go to the hospital."
Upon hearing that they wouldn't go to the hospital, Wanxia quieted down.
