"Why are you afraid of taking medicine? Just scared, do I need a reason?"
"No need, alright?"
After much struggle to swallow her medicine, Bai Zhi still somewhat disliked the taste of the Western medicine, gulping down water to chase it down. In fact, she preferred traditional Chinese medicine—at least you can pinch your nose and drink without fear of choking.
"Xingxing, lie down and rest for a bit. Wu Wa, can you take care of Xingxing while I go out and talk to Uncle Li?"
Only now had Bai Xin calmed down considerably. She needed to thoroughly understand Xingxing's situation.
"Okay, Auntie, go ahead; I'm here."
Little Wu Wa immediately assured her, tucking Bai Zhi in with the blanket.
Bai Zhi wanted to say she wasn't sleepy, but her consciousness began to blur. She thought to herself, this sleeping pill is quite effective.
…
Li Mo was eating his covered rice, which had gone a bit cold, but still tasted alright. Seeing Bai Xin approaching, he hurriedly set down his lunch box.
