After setting up the IV drip, Qi Zheng tidied up his belongings and stood up. "I'm leaving."
Feng An Yu waved his hand. "Go. Go. It's better if you leave sooner." He was too tired and did not want to hear Qi Zheng's nagging. All he wanted was to lie on his bed and sleep. He was too tired. After taking the medicine, Feng An Yu was feeling a bit drowsy. "Don't worry about me. I am not a child."
Qi Zheng scoffed. "Yes. You are not a child. But An Yu, you behave like a child when you're not feeling well." He gave Feng An Yu a lookover and clicked his tongue. "You're an adult but still afraid of taking medicine."
"I'm not afraid. I just did not like it," Feng An Yu countered.
Qi Zheng turned to Ning Wei next. "Remember to monitor him. Take his temperature every few hours."
