After Aunt Yang brought the porridge up, she came down again soon with a depressed look on her face.

Song Ci glanced at the empty bowl and didn't understand why Aunt Yang was so melancholy. Wouldn't it be enough to just eat the meal?

"What's wrong with Aunt Yang? She's sighing." Song Ci asked casually.

"Alas, this young lady has never liked taking medicine since she was a child. Every time she takes it, it has to be coaxed by the young master. Now that the young master is not at home, the young lady doesn't want to take it. What should we do?" Aunt Yang said casually. Everyone in the family knew that the young lady didn't want to take medicine. Usually, it took a long time to coax her before she was willing to take it. Now, the young master is not at home, and she doesn't listen to the old lady. She is at a loss and doesn't know what to do.

Song Ci raised an eyebrow when he heard this. Who allowed her to have this bad habit? She doesn't want to take the medicine, so why not force it down her throat?

But when she thought about it, her sister used to be like this, and would rather be sick than eat.

She originally didn't intend to care, but if he continued to be sick, Grandma and Aunt Yang would be worried to death, and he wouldn't be able to work with peace of mind, right?

She thought for a moment and then said, "Give me the medicine. I'll take it up to her."

"Young Madam, I'm afraid the young lady won't agree to this. I've been coaxing her for a long time." Aunt Yang said with some embarrassment. She didn't want to make the young madam feel difficult. After all, the young lady was quite against her.

"Don't worry about it, just give it to me and then go about your business." Song Ci said with his hands spread out.

"Hey." Aunt Yang gave her the medicine half-believingly, looked back every step of the way as she went upstairs, and then went about her business.

Song Ci knocked on the door a few times and went in without waiting for any response from inside, because the person inside probably didn't want to see her, and knocking was useless, it just told her that she wanted to go in.

"What are you doing here?" the person on the bed asked unhappily. She didn't want to see her now. She felt conflicted. She didn't like her, but she always came to take care of her and please her. This made her very embarrassed and she couldn't even hate her.

So, just kick her out for her rude words to save yourself the trouble.

Song Ci glanced at her and said, "Take the medicine and I'll leave. I won't be a bother to you."

"I don't want to eat, why do you care?" Mu Yanran had a bad attitude. Every time she was sick, she would be in a particularly bad mood. She was afraid of encountering anything related to illness. Maybe this was a shadow left by her childhood.

Because in the past, every time she was sick, her parents were by her side and comforted her gently. But since her parents passed away, she has never seen them again. And every time she is sick, she will think of her parents, which makes her feel even worse.

"You have to take it even if you don't want to." Song Ci's words did not allow for rejection, and he ignored her emotions. He put the medicine directly on the bedside table and stood by, watching her.

"Hmph," she turned away in a huff, not looking at her, believing that out of sight, out of mind.

She just didn't believe it. If she didn't want to eat, could she force herself to eat?

Song Ci looked at her, then slowly took out his cell phone, turned on the camera, and took a picture of the bed.

Mu Yanran waited for a while but heard no sound, so she thought she had given up. However, she didn't see her go out either. She turned around in confusion, wanting to see what she was doing. However, when she turned around, she saw her taking pictures of herself with her mobile phone.

"What are you doing?" Although she was very angry, she was sick, so the tone of her questioning was a little weaker.

"Oh, I didn't do anything, just took some photos casually." Song Ci said indifferently.

"Why are you filming me?"

She quickly raised her hands to block the camera to prevent her from taking pictures.

"Of course, it's to record someone's illness and their refusal to take medicine. I'll then post it online so people can see the divine beauty of our Miss Mu."

"You dare?" she asked fiercely.

"What am I afraid of? I've already taken the photo. Why should I be afraid of you?"

"you……"

"What do you want?" Mu Yanran couldn't beat her, so her tone softened.

"Just take the medicine obediently, and I'll delete it for you when you recover."

"No, you have to delete it now," she bargained.

"Are you bargaining with me?" Song Ci shook his phone at her, indicating that he had the evidence in his hands.

What a joke! How can I control you if you delete it?

Mu Yanran felt a little angry, thinking that her lifelong reputation was actually controlled by her.

"Then I will take my medicine well these days, and you can delete it in front of me when the time comes." Mu Yanran compromised. She didn't want her appearance to be posted online and watched by others.

"OK." Song Ci put away his phone and nodded in agreement.

"If you dare to send it out, you'll be dead." Mu Yanran threatened.

"If you dare not eat secretly and I find out, you'll be dead." Song Ci imitated her tone and spoke.

"You, huh, I can't." She said a little fiercely.

"Then I can't do it either." Then she looked at the medicine and gestured for her to take it.

Mu Yanran looked at the medicine, picked it up, stuffed it into her mouth with a fearless attitude, and swallowed it with a frown.

Song Ci found it quite funny to see her bitter and resentful look.

"If you don't like taking medicine, don't get sick next time." She said on the side.

"What do you care?" Then he ignored her and lay aside.

Song Ci shrugged, then took the cup and left.

I was in a very good mood when I left. You little brat, you’re too young to fight with me?