Looking at Wushuang, Ouyang Che walked up to her, held her hand, his gaze icy, and said lightly, "Let's go back."
Wushuang glanced at him, observed closely, and only then did she notice his complexion was very pale.
She reversed her hand to grab his wrist and took his pulse.
"You..." Wushuang's expression changed slightly, she asked through gritted teeth, "Why hasn't the toxin in your body been cleared yet?!"
She was very aware that the medicine she formulated should have cured him in two days.
Ouyang Che met her gaze calmly, his eyes a bit ominous.
"I forgot to take medicine." He replied to her expressionlessly, with some justification.
"You did it on purpose!" Wushuang didn't need to think to know his intentions, "You think by not taking medicine and staying sick, I'll let you continue to stay here?!"
Ouyang Che suddenly tightened his grip on her hand and sneered coldly, "Of course not, in your eyes, what do I even matter?"
"..."
