Rong Si looked down at her and said, “I’m not leaving. I just want to get you a glass of water and let you take your medicine. Do you know that you have a bad fever?”

Staring at the handsome face in front of her, Su Jiu smiled. “Yes, I know.”

Rong Si pursed his lips and reached out to pinch her cheek. “You know, and yet you’re still smiling. You’re indeed a fool.”

Su Jiu puffed out her cheeks. “What else would I do but smile? Do you want me to cry?”

Rong Si was speechless.

Forget it. Let her laugh. If she cries, I can’t fight it.

He stood up again. “I’ll get you some water.”

She was still holding his hand. “Then come back soon.”

“Okay.”

Rong Si quickly walked out of the ward. After learning from Auntie Zhang that Su Jiu had not eaten anything, he went to the kitchen in the hospital cafeteria. Many patients’ family members would borrow the kitchen here. Rong Si bought some ingredients and started to make nutritious millet porridge for Su Jiu.

Beside him, a patient’s family member saw him making porridge and fiddling with coriander and ginger. “What are you making?” he asked curiously.

“It’s for fever.” Rong Si put the coriander leaves into the pot, along with the radish and ginger, and cooked it with brown sugar.

That person saw that Rong Si was a youth and yet his movements were very skilled. He asked curiously, “How do you know this is for a fever?”

“I looked it up online.”

“Hehe… Who are you making it for?”

“My girlfriend.” Rong Si’s expression didn’t waver as he said the words. He continued to focus on his task as if it were perfectly natural.

“Your girlfriend? That’s not easy. You’re actually making this for her yourself. Looks like you’re a pretty caring guy.”

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Rong Si didn’t say anything else. He simply concentrated on the ingredients in his hands.

He wasn’t much of a caring man because, apart from his mother, he cared about only Little Jiu.

After preparing the millet porridge and ginger tea, Rong Si filled a bowl of porridge and poured a cup of warm water for Su Jiu.

Returning to the ward, he sat down on the edge of the bed and blew on a spoonful of ginger tea. When the tea was no longer scalding hot, he handed it to Su Jiu. “Drink this. It’ll help with your fever.”

Su Jiu took a sip. It didn’t taste good, but… the little villain had made it for her himself.

She pretended to be unaware and asked with a smile, “Big Brother, did you make this for me yourself?”

Rong Si was slightly embarrassed. “Does it taste bad?”

“No, it’s delicious! Can you make more for me in the future?” Su Jiu looked at him eagerly.

Unexpectedly, he immediately refused. “No.”

The answer surprised her. “Why?”

“Because I don’t want you to be sick again.”

Rong Si answered seriously. As Su Jiu listened, she suddenly felt that his words were warmer than the ginger tea.

Rong Si relaxed a little when he saw that Little Jiu had finished the entire bowl of ginger tea and eaten the millet porridge and medicine. He got up to leave again.

Su Jiu asked quickly, “Big Brother, where are you going again?”

“To get your medical report from the doctor.”

“Okay…” Su Jiu said in a muffled voice. The doctor had asked her to take a scan just now and said that he suspected that her high fever was due to a lung infection, which was pneumonia.

“I’ll be back soon.” Rong Si ruffled her hair, then turned and walked out.

Su Jiu watched him leave and looked up at the IV bottle in boredom. At that moment, she suddenly heard Su Shengjing’s voice. “Is Little Jiu in this ward?”