"Can I leave the mansion?" she asked.
He smiled, but the smile seemed weak because of his fever. "No, you can't leave without my consent!"
'Come on, is this the time to say that?'
"Do you have any medicine? Your temperature isn't low. You need to quickly take some medicine!" she said. She reckoned he got the fever from being caught in the rain last night.
"No," he replied lightly.
"Where's your phone? Contact your secretary Gao Congming and ask him to take you to the hospital," she said.
He frowned and said, "I don't need to go to the hospital. It's just a fever. I'll be alright in a couple of days."
"Even if you don't go to the hospital, at least you can get Gao Congming to buy some fever-reducing medicine," she said.
He pursed his thin lips and said nothing but pushed the covers off him to get out of bed.
"You're not afraid of taking medicine, are you?" she asked casually.
However, he stiffened and looked at her uneasily. His already flushed face seemed to grow a little redder.
'No way, is he scared of taking medicine?' Ling Yiran was shocked, but she seemed to have bought medicine for his stomach before. He was not afraid back then!
"Do you love me, then?" he asked out of the blue.
Ling Yiran was stunned, not knowing why he asked this so suddenly, but she replied, "No."
His eyes dimmed a little, and he smirked sarcastically. "Why do you seem to care a lot about me if you don't love me? Isn't it great for you that I’m having a fever?"
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