Dinner is ready.

Luo Nanchu didn't have much appetite.

She held her face and pulled the rice with her chopsticks, and put down the chopsticks after a few bites.

"Mr. Fu, I'm going upstairs to rest."

She got up lightly, said a word to Fu Tingyuan, and went upstairs.

Fu Tingyuan looked at the bowl where she hadn't eaten a few bites of rice, and his face was a little ugly.

The servant who was waiting on the side said cautiously: "Mr. Fu, Miss Luo is sick, and it is inevitable that she will have a bad appetite. Do you want to wait and make her a bowl of yam porridge to appetize? ”

She could see that Fu Tingyuan was a little concerned about Luo Nanchu's illness, so she wanted to borrow flowers to offer Buddha.

Fu Tingyuan retracted his gaze and responded lightly.

"Wait for that potion to brew, I'll send it to her."

"Yes."

******

When Fu Tingyuan went upstairs, he found that Luo Nanchu had already taken a shower and was standing by the window to blow his hair.

Looking at her thin clothes, his face was not good-looking.

Luo Nanchu heard the movement, turned around and saw Fu Tingyuan, glanced at the man's slightly gloomy face, Luo Nanchu retracted his gaze, and lowered the switch of the hair dryer by a notch.

Fu Tingyuan put the medicine on the coffee table, walked over and closed the window: "What kind of bath are you taking if you have a fever?" ”

Luo Nanchu raised his eyelids and glanced at the man, he didn't know what he was angry about, but he also replied to him seriously: "I sweated, and it was very uncomfortable." ”

She dried her hair, put the hair dryer back in the bathroom, saw the man sitting on the sofa, knocked on the coffee table: "Drink the medicine." ”

Luo Nanchu glanced at the steaming bowl of potion on the coffee table, her face changed, she glanced at Fu Tingyuan, then pursed her lips, walked over and brought the medicine, lowered her head and took a sip, her face did not change much, but her brows immediately wrinkled.

She glanced at Fu Tingyuan again, then retracted her gaze as if nothing had happened, and walked to the bathroom with the medicine.

Fu Tingyuan looked at her back and narrowed his eyes slightly.

As soon as Luo Nanchu entered the bathroom, he planned to pour out the medicine.

A gloomy voice sounded behind him: "Luo Nanchu, what do you want to do?" ”

Luo Nan's hands trembled, and she almost threw the bowl out, as soon as she turned around, she saw Fu Tingyuan's tall figure standing at the door of the bathroom, she felt that she was quite thick-skinned, and she was a little embarrassed at the moment.

She licked her lips and said softly, "Didn't do anything......"

Fu Tingyuan looked at her coldly.

Luo Nanchu couldn't hold back her expression a little, she lowered her head and said softly: "The medicine is so bitter." ”

“……”

"I don't like to drink."

Fu Tingyuan snorted coldly.

I don't like to go to the hospital when I'm sick, I go to the hospital to hang a drip and cry out that it hurts, and now I have to secretly pour it out when I take a medicine, Qin Luohuan is right, this guy is squeamish.

He commanded: "Come out." ”

Luo Nanchu bit her lip and glanced at Fu Tingyuan's face, his face was still so ugly, she withdrew her eyes and walked out with her head down.

Fu Tingyuan reached out and took the medicine in Luo Nanchu's hand, drank it in front of her, and then pressed the person against the wall, pinched her mouth and poured it in.

Luo Nan's eyes widened at first, looking like he was about to vomit, Fu Tingyuan withdrew his hand, raised his face and said coldly: "If you dare to spit it out, I will make another pack for you to pour." ”

Luo Nanchu glanced at him with a bitter face, and swallowed the medicine with difficulty.

It's bitter.

She was so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry.

Why do you have to be forced to take medicine when you are sick?

She recruited someone to provoke whom.