After the doctor's examination, the result was that Mu Yan had no other issues except a slight fever.
Song Cheng'an followed the doctor out to buy medicine.
Mu Yan leaned against the bed and looked at Jiang Jingheng, saying, "I'm fine."
Jiang Jingheng poured a glass of water and handed it to her, "The doctor said to drink more water and get more rest."
"But I want to read the script," Mu Yan said softly.
Jiang Jingheng raised an eyebrow, "With me by your side, you can still focus on the script? Are you saying my charm isn't as great as the script?"
Mu Yan dared not respond to that. She took the cup and sipped the water.
The water was warm, just right, just like him—tender and considerate.
She drank a few sips and handed the cup back to him.
After a while, the doorbell rang.
Jiang Jingheng went out and took the medicine from Song Cheng'an's hand, preparing to close the door.
"I just saw Zhao Xiyue," Song Cheng'an suddenly said.
Jiang Jingheng glanced at him, "So what?"
