She wouldn't let Fanno take care of her anymore?
But her body...
Huai Fu Yueming felt a mix of pain and tenderness in his heart. What should he do with this silly girl?
He slowly lifted his hand and grasped the two small hands that she held tightly around his waist, then asked in a hoarse voice, "I scold you, I hit you, and you... don't get angry?"
Mi Yao curled the corners of her lips, "If I say I'm not angry, wouldn't that be too spineless? Would you scold me and hit me again in the future?"
Huai Fu Yueming pursed his thin lips, his throat dry.
"Honey, I'm joking, I'm not angry. We've known each other for so many years, you've never been willing to hit me. I know this time it's because of the poison in your body, things are tough for you now, but it doesn't matter, I will always be with you. As long as I am alive, I will make sure you stay alive too, so don't push me away, don't abandon me. Let's fight the illness and overcome the difficulties together!"
