Qiao Yiyi stared at him angrily and the man caved under that look. "Alright, I'm just teasing you. You were running a high fever yesterday and I couldn't take you to the hospital to get treated, so I had to feed you an anti-inflammatory. But you wouldn't open your mouth. I didn't have a choice but to use the traditional mouth-to-mouth method."
The moment Qiao Yiyi heard these words an image filled her mind.
That of Lu Nanze taking the medicine, puckering his lips, closing in on her…
She shook her head, as if trying to shake this horrific idea to the back of her mind.
Then she continued staring at Lu Nanze and asked, "Was that all?"
"And then—"
"You mean there's more?!"
She exclaimed in shock.
The man coughed slightly and said, "Uh huh, and then something else happened."
Qiao Yiyi: …
"You'd better tell me what's next."
"Then you grabbed my hand and asked your mother to sing you a lullaby."
Qiao Yiyi: …