Ji Wei held the medicine in her mouth; it was bitter and hard to swallow.
She took a sip of water, trying to get it down, but for some reason, a wave of nausea surged up. She ended up spitting it all out again.
Gu Moqian saw her with reddened eyes, gasping uncomfortably as she lay down, and he felt a deep ache in his heart, unsure of what to do.
"If you can't take the medicine, then don't take it."
With exceptional gentleness, he wiped away the water stains lingering at the corner of her lips, then let her lean against him, giving her time to recover.
Ji Wei didn't understand why this was happening. She'd never had trouble with medication before—was it because her mood was so terrible right now?
Once she had gathered herself a little, he laid her back down again, pulling the blanket over her securely.
Since she couldn't take the medicine now, physical cooling was the only option left.
Gu Moqian quickly turned and walked into the bathroom, fetching a basin of water.
