The bamboo chair was too small to perform the treatment. So, Di Fuyi offered her a couch instead and slowly carried her away from the chair.
With her eyes closed, Gu Xijiu tried hard to ignore the warmth in his embrace. She should not have the longing for something that was no longer hers to claim.
On the couch, she could not even sit up on her own. Di Fuyi supported her with a U-shaped cushion to hold her up. He then offered her a red-colored pill and put it close to her lips. "Take this," he demanded.
Gu Xijiu was somewhat reluctant. She had enough pills for the day. Affected by the unpleasant experience, she tilted her head to avoid the pill. "There is no need for another pill."
"Are you afraid that I will poison you?" Di Fuyi did not sound pleased. Why would she feel that way? Gu Xijiu had never doubted him before.