Maimai wasn't sure whether she'd trouble him in the future; for the sake of the furniture and her own safety, she came up with an idea suddenly.
Sheng Sheng nodded seriously upon hearing her words.
Maimai let out a long sigh but furrowed her brows again, nudging him: "Let go of me, I'll call an ambulance for you. You should go to the hospital; your head is really hot, and your mouth too. Careful not to burn yourself into a fool."
"I'll be fine after some fever-reducing medicine, I even made ginger soup for myself earlier and drank a big bowl."
So he was in the kitchen making ginger soup earlier?
"What's the use of ginger soup? You must go to the hospital. If it burns out, you'll be dumb."
Sheng Sheng originally wanted to refuse but his gaze fell on her bruised leg. In the end, he didn't stop her. He picked up the fever-reducing medicine, poured himself a glass of water, took two pills, and then brought out the delicacies he prepared.
