After putting Su Muyue on the bed, Qin Ran tucked in the quilt.

"Wait for me."

Qin Ran went downstairs and got the thermometer. "Here, put it in your mouth."

The weak Su Muyue opened her mouth.

"I'll go down and boil some water. If it's a low-grade fever, give me some medicine."

Seeing Qin Ran running up and down, Su Muyue's eyes became a little moist.

She didn't know why she felt like crying.

Su Muyue tilted her head back and blinked hard to prevent the tears from flowing out.

Maybe she once had a true love.

But she didn't understand and didn't cherish it at that time.

In her current situation, she no longer has the chance to cherish it even if she wants to.

Hearing the footsteps, Su Muyue lowered her head to prevent Qin Ran from seeing her expression.

"Open your mouth, let me see."

Kieran pulled out the thermometer and held it up to look at it.

"38.1 degrees, a bit high. You need to take medicine. I'll go get it for you."

"I don't want to take medicine. I'll be fine after a nap."

"You've slept all day. By the way, you haven't eaten yet. Eat some porridge first and then take your medicine."

"I..."

"obedient."

Qin Ran went downstairs and brought up a bowl of porridge, and placed the medicine on the bedside table.

"Here, have some porridge. It's not too hot, just blow on it."

Su Muyue took the porridge, glanced at Qin Ran, then lowered her head and drank the porridge in small sips.

The porridge hadn't even entered her stomach yet, but she already felt much better.

Qin Ran's thoughtful care made her feel warm inside.

This warm current gradually flowed into the courageous little man's body.

The courageous little man gained the upper hand for the first time, but he did not dare to take action.