Ye Que sat in the car, watching Wuhui walk towards the pharmacy. In a daze, he seemed to see a dark shadow not far ahead, as if it were secretly filming him with a camera.
His eyes involuntarily darkened deeply. Originally appearing intoxicated under the lights, his eyes now seemed to be shrouded in a layer of cold ice, sharp and somber.
But at this moment, he still pretended as if he hadn't seen anything, appearing just as drunk and pained while leaning there.
His hand took out the phone from his pocket, quickly typed out a text message, and sent it.
Seeing Wuhui quickly running out of the pharmacy, he turned off the phone, put it back in his pocket, and continued to act nonchalant while leaning there, wearing a mournful expression.
Wuhui walked around the car holding the medicine, opened the car door on Ye Que's side, took the medicine out of the packaging, twisted open a bottle of mineral water, and brought the medicine to Ye Que's mouth. She smiled, "Open your mouth, ah..."
