Cen Jin took the bag of medicine upstairs to the second floor and stood in front of Jiang Baizhou's room. She knocked politely with her knuckles, but there was no response from within. After waiting for about ten seconds, Cen Jin knocked a second time, and there was still no response. Hesitating slightly for another ten seconds, she raised her hand to knock a third time.
Before she could finish knocking, the door suddenly swung open with a 'whoosh,' and a tall, dark figure appeared, along with a very impatient and cold handsome face. "What do you want? I already said I..." The cold tone of mild anger and annoyance in his icy eyes came to an abrupt stop when they fell on the familiar, pretty, fair face, and his expression froze.
"Um... how are you?" Cen Jin looked at his shocked expression, giggled awkwardly, and raised the bag of medicine in her hand. "Well, I heard you caught a cold, so I specially bought you some medicine for it."
