Du Ruo bent down to pick it up and curiously asked, "What is this?"
"Medicine." Ling Can's stomach was in pain again, so he hurriedly opened the package and swallowed two pills together.
The tension in his mind finally eased.
"What kind of medicine is this?" Du Ruo asked curiously.
Ling Can said, "It's the medicine Tianyi made for me. After taking it, I won't feel the pain anymore."
"Can, are you sick?" Du Ruo got anxious, "If you're sick, we'll go to the hospital."
"No, only Tianyi can cure my illness." Ling Can lied, not revealing that he was poisoned.
"Then let's go to Panjiang." Du Ruo held Ling Can's hand, her eyes filled with worry.
Ling Can stared into her eyes, dazed for a moment, then gently smiled, "Ruo Er, are you worried about me?"
"Of course I am, you're my husband. Who else would I worry about?"
"Ruo Er, don't worry, I'm really fine. I took the medicine today, and I'll be well soon. I don't feel any pain now."
