Jiang Yu still didn't move, so Jing Tong could only push him. "It seems that you are in good health. Since you don't need hot water, you can leave now."
As soon as she finished speaking, the man immediately became extremely cooperative. He took two steps back with his long legs and sat on the chair. One hand was still on his abdomen, and his black eyes were fixed on her.
Jing Tong was so angry that she laughed. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes, washed the cup, and poured him hot water. She took out an ice cube from the refrigerator and threw it in. She put it by his hand and kindly put a box of stomach medicine.
"If your stomach doesn't feel well, eat one of these." Jing Tong glanced at him. you'd better take good care of yourself. I don't have the patience to care for you all day long.
Jiang Yu chuckled and nodded. "Alright," he said.
