I need to rest." Her fair fingers tugged at Fu Mochen's hand that held her shoulder, trying to struggle away. Her elbow hurt, as if she had hit something."Crash." A glass of red wine shattered on the...Lin Jinran couldn't sit still, his whole body leaning toward the side. Fu Mo'han draped his hand on Lin Jinran's shoulder and pulled him over.

Lin Jinran's body leaned against Fu Mo'han, her head naturally resting on Fu Mo'han's shoulder. The smell of Chinese medicine mixed with the woman's delicate fragrance wafted over.

He frowned, displeased, wanting to push Lin Jinran away. At that moment, the maid, Tiantian, had already brought the medicine bowl to his face.

Fu Mo'han still had his sword brows tightly furrowed. He raised his arm, his long hand holding a bowl of medicine.

With the other hand, he pinched Lin Jinyan's chin and placed the medicine bowl by her lips. With a flick of his wrist, the dark medicinal liquid was poured into her mouth.

The medicinal liquid soon flowed down Lin Jinyan's lips, staining Fu Mo'han's hand. His dark eyes were filled with disgust.

Tian Tian, who was watching from the side, was extremely worried that this would make Lin Jin Dye choke.

Her worry wasn't excessive, because soon Lin Jinran erupted into violent coughs, spraying out the little bit of medicine he had just swallowed. Some of the medicine even sprayed onto Fu Mo's white shirt.

Fu Mo Han's cold and stern face, utterly dark as ink, loosened the bowl of medicine towards Tian Tian. As Lin Jin Ran stood up, he quickly pulled out a tissue from beside the bed, his brow furrowed with disdain and aversion.

What a clueless woman!

A violent, painful cough woke Lin Jinfan from her unconscious state. Her cheeks were flushed red, and her wide-open eyes still held traces of tears, like a small animal that had been hurt.

She gasped for breath, her eyes glistening as she looked at the man wiping his fingers beside the bed. A bitter ache filled her mouth.

"Give her the medicine." Fu Mo ordered in a cold voice, his black eyes coldly staring at the weak and pitiful woman on the bed.

Putting on such a pitiful act, for whom

If it weren't for her scheme, Ruochu wouldn't be lying in the hospital now.

He needn't marry this woman!

Thinking of Lin Ruochu, the temperature in those black eyes dropped straight down, colder than death itself.

Fu Mo stared at Lin Jinran with a cold and indifferent gaze, his voice as cold as ice, "Lin Jinran, if you don't want to die, drink the medicine!"

Lin Jinyan took a deep breath, she bit her lower lip, and with effort propped herself up, leaning against the headboard and breathing slightly.

She reached out and took the medicinal liquid from the maid's hand. She lowered her eyes, ignoring the dark aura emanating from the man beside her, and drank the medicine sip by sip.

The broth was bitter, causing her to wrinkle her nose in slight resistance.

From a young age, she was most afraid of taking medicine. She didn't know why, but it was very difficult for her to swallow pills. Later, her mother gave her Chinese medicine to drink.

She still remembered that after taking a sip, she knew she would never take another. She even had to eat a lot of sugar to relieve the bitterness in her mouth.

The congee in the bowl, still bitter and astringent, she frowned but didn't refuse. She drank it in silence.

Lin Jinran knew very well that she couldn't have anything happen to her. If something happened to her, what would her mother do

She must live well and wait for her mother to wake up!

After finishing it all, Lin Jinran covered his mouth with one hand, a wave of nausea churning in his stomach.

She was already ill, very weak, and hadn't eaten anything all day. Now she had to drink that bitter concoction. When it reached her stomach, it churned and roiled violently.

Her originally pale complexion was even more ghastly to behold.

Fu Mo Han watched as she put the empty bowl aside, a sneer playing at the corner of his lips. So eager to take the medicine, he really was precious about his life!

Next, he looked at Lin Jinran's face turning ugly, and facing him, opened his pale lips and uttered a "puke" sound.both of them, mother and daughter. They stole my happiness. Lin Zhigang even dared to compare me to Liu Fengqing! I served her for so many years, and I gave birth to a daughter for her. That bastard d...