Su Ye's attention was entirely on the task of feeding him, so she nodded casually.
"Mm."
Fei Chen, taking the hint, tactfully excused himself.
After feeding him about half, Su Ye saw that he was no longer coughing and pulled out the silver needles.
As she removed the needles, she couldn't help but ask,
"All told, I've given you more than ten bottles of Secret Luo. Are you telling me you've gone through all of them in a single month?"
Su Qing paused. Perhaps because he'd had something to eat, a bit of life had returned to him.
His long, black eyelashes fluttered.
"I forgot where I put them."
Su Ye continued feeding him as he spoke.
"What about the ones I gave to Fei Chen?"
His expression didn't falter in the slightest.
"He forgot, too."
Su Ye didn't quite believe him.
Fei Chen and Fei Han considered his life more important than their own.
They had never been negligent when it came to anything involving Su Qing.
'Forgot? Does he take me for a fool?'
