Dexter Lu's body was burning hot, and he had a fever. He lay on his side and curled up into a ball, his eyes tightly closed without opening them. Logan Fei knew that he was awake, so he leaned over and stroked his back, saying, "Take medicine and sleep for a while. If you wake up, you'll be fine."
The granules were leftover from the last time he was sick. Logan Fei brewed half a cup and put it on the bedside table, then helped Dexter Lu up. Dexter Lu opened his eyes, but his eyes were lowered, and his whole body was extremely wilted.
The little B@st@ard who keeps doing this and that all day long must be so sad to be like this.
Logan Fei blew the medicine to cool down and put it to his mouth. "Drink it, it's sweet." He drank it slowly while holding the cup. He couldn't taste whether it was sweet or bitter. Logan Fei helped him lie down and let him sleep. Sleep.
In fact, it was not only Dexter Lu who stayed up all night, but Marshall Lu too.
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