Su Ze smiled sincerely and handed the cup in his hand to Shen Yue. "That works too. Leave this to me."
Shen Yue shot him a warning look before taking her things and leaving.
Su Ze paid no mind to Shen Yue's warning. He sat down where she had been sitting and even shifted forward. Just a fist's distance more, and he would be able to touch Shen Mo's leg.
Shen Mo's head was still a little foggy, but he sensed the highly aggressive presence beside him. He instinctively shifted inward, only for the hand supporting his forehead to be caught by another large hand.
"Does your head hurt? Let me take a look..."
The slightly cool fingertips made Shen Mo shudder the moment they touched his skin. His hand instinctively tried to pull back, but the other person gripped it even more tightly.
"Don't move. I'll use my ability to check you." The man's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, polite yet soothing. It made Shen Mo's ears itch a little, and he no longer resisted as much.
After examining Shen Mo with his ability, Su Ze shook his head. "You're fine now. Be careful in the future—don't overexhaust yourself, and try not to sleep with wet hair. If drying your hair feels like too much trouble, you can come find me."
The healing energy eased Shen Mo's fatigue, and his head no longer hurt as much. He felt so comfortable that he nearly fell asleep again.
Although Su Ze's words were a rigorous medical instruction, his overly gentle voice sounded more like a lullaby after circling through Shen Mo's ears. Shen Mo's eyes were nearly closing, so naturally, he failed to notice that the hand that had been normally channeling energy into him had slowly intertwined