Su Ran's frown deepened, "Have you taken your medicine?"
"I did, after getting back to the office yesterday, I had my assistant buy some from the pharmacy."
"Still no improvement?"
Ye Zhichen rubbed her temples and promptly closed the file on the table.
"Maybe a little, not as uncomfortable as yesterday."
Su Ran paused for a moment, then asked again:
"Did you have breakfast this morning?"
Ye Zhichen fell silent for a moment, "...No."
"Then you probably haven't had lunch either."
Ye Zhichen smiled, trying to sound casual:
"I was just about to go eat when you called."
Su Ran helplessly massaged her forehead, closed the computer and file, and stood up.
"Well then, don't bother with lunch either!"
Ye Zhichen raised an eyebrow, "Are you planning to starve me?"
Su Ran was speechless, "You're still in the mood for jokes, so it seems you're not that unwell."
Ye Zhichen laughed, her tone lightening considerably.
"Being unwell doesn't affect my mood, after all, life goes on."
