Huo Yi's unusual behavior would have been strange if Chi Enen didn't feel anything at all.
She furrowed her eyebrows, still trying to figure it out, when her wrist was firmly seized by someone.
"Li Beijue?"
The arrogant man's falcon-like eyes locked onto her as he hoarsely asked, "You want me to take medication?"
Chi Enen was baffled by his question, "Why wouldn't you take medication if you have a fever?"
"So, you want me to take it?" He seemed particularly concerned about this, emphasizing his words, and asked again.
Chi Enen thought he didn't want to take it and seriously nodded her head, "Yes, I want you to take it."
"If I want you to take it, would you?"
Her reflection was captured in Li Beijue's pupils; without even moving an eyebrow on his exquisitely carved face, he answered decisively, "I would!"
If he didn't answer so earnestly, Chi Enen wouldn't think much of it.
His sudden earnest answer made Chi Enen feel as if she was feeding him poison.
