"Oh, I get it. Hey, where are you going?" Bai Chen asked, catching Lin Jingchen by the wrist and looking up at him.
"Nowhere special. I'm going to get you some medicine. Your fever's gone down, but taking some will help you recover," Lin Jingchen said with a smile.
"I don't really need medicine. I'll be fine after some sleep," Bai Chen said.
What puzzled him was that he seemed to have had a fever not long ago. Why had he fallen ill again? Was something wrong with his immune system?
And why was he in Miaojiang? Why did he feel as though something was missing from his heart, leaving it hollow-and as though that something was important?
Was he imagining it?
"You still need to take it," Lin Jingchen said. "It wouldn't be good if your fever came back. It flared up several times yesterday. You were delirious, so all I could do was try to cool you down physically."
"Oh, really? Then did you stay up all night? Sorry for the trouble." Bai Chen hadn't expected his constitution to be so weak.
He'd gone and caused trouble for someone else.
"It's fine. I dozed in the chair for a bit yesterday. Besides, I'm used to working late at the office, so I'm not sleepy," Lin Jingchen said with a smile, his eyes never leaving Bai Chen.
"All right, I should go. Remember to eat the porridge on the table. It won't taste as good once it gets cold. Leave the bowl there when you're done, and I'll clean up when I get back. I hope you'll have finished it by then." With that, he turned and left.
"Oh, okay." As Bai Chen watched him leave, a smile gradually formed on his lips.
*Mr. Lin was so nice. Why