"Where did you get the fever-reducing patch?" Li Hanxuan took a sip of water and his eyes fell on the medicine box in Lin Yiran's hand.
He didn't remember such a thing being kept at home.
In the past, when he had a fever or a cold, he would go to his grandfather's private hospital.
Lin Yiran glanced at the suspicious man and handed the box to him: "It has always been in the medicine cabinet in my room. Just because you don't have a fever, doesn't mean that others don't have a fever."
Lin Yiran pouted. It seemed that Li Hanxuan still didn't believe her, thinking that she would do something to the fever-reducing patch.
When Li Hanxuan saw the date on the medicine box, he immediately understood why he was still feeling groggy despite wearing the fever-reducing patch for so long.
The fever reducing patch has expired.
And it is a fever-reducing patch that has expired for five years.
What's the use of putting this kind of fever-reducing patch on your forehead...
He really wanted to ask, how did the child in Lin Yiran's arms grow up in the past four years?
Li Hanxuan reluctantly put the medicine box back into Lin Yiran's hand. He was helpless and uncomfortable leaning on the cushion: "I think you can just crush the remaining fever-reducing patch and feed it to me. I will get better faster."
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"Why? Fever-reducing patches cannot be taken internally." Although Lin Yiran looked confused, she still rejected Li Hanxuan's proposal righteously.
She picked up the pill box and looked at it carefully.
This is obviously a fever-reducing patch. When she had a fever before, she would get better after sleeping on it.
She turned over the pill box in her hand and sighed when she saw the blurry date on it.
It turns out it has expired...
Seeing Li Hanxuan's serious face, Lin Yiran could only smile to relieve the embarrassment.
Fortunately, this is a fever-reducing patch for external use, and it will not have any side effects on Li Hanxuan even if it expires.
Li Hanxuan looked helpless and simply gave up on reducing the fever. He glanced at the empty table next to him: "Lin Yiran, where's the porridge?"
Lin Yiran looked at Li Hanxuan, who was pinching his eyebrows, and sighed: "Porridge? You want to drink porridge."
"Yeah." Li Hanxuan hummed lightly.
When he first woke up and saw Lin Yiran, he was excited.
Now, he can be sure that Lin Yiran came to torture him and take revenge...
"Then you go to sleep first and I'll make porridge for you."
Lin Yiran pursed her lips, wanting to wait for Li Hanxuan to wake up and find an excuse to leave.
She walked out of the room and threw the medicine box and the remaining fever-reducing patches into the trash can.
Mainly because he was worried that Li Hanxuan would crush all the fever-reducing patches and eat them in a fit of rage.
Lin Yiran was not in a very good mood when she returned to the home where she had lived for three years.
Lin Yiran came to the kitchen and rummaged through all the places, the refrigerator, the lockers...
She didn't know how Li Hanxuan had lived in the past five years? Did he drink air and northwest wind every day? How did he manage to have nothing at home...
Lin Yiran sighed, picked up the cashmere clothes placed on the sofa, and prepared to go to the market to buy some things and come back to make porridge.
As soon as he put on his clothes, Li Hanxuan, who was standing at the top of the stairs, said in a low voice: "Where are you going."
"There is nothing at home. I'm going to buy some rice and vegetables."
Lin Yiran, who was standing next to the sofa, raised her head slightly and looked at the man in front of her.
Li Hanxuan looked at Lin Yiran with deep eyes. After falling ill, his face looked haggard, and even his voice became a little hoarse.
Lin Yiran stood there stunned, frowning slightly and looking at Li Hanxuan.
Her mouth moved slightly, not knowing what to say.

Chapter completed!