Mo Roulan tried hard not to stutter and explained to him
"The water is cold and you have a fever. It might make your throat sore if you drank it."
The impatience in his eyes was still there and he tried to take the glass away from Mo Roulan's hand as he himself got up and sat on the bed.
Mo Roulan eyes widened and she immediately stood up from the bed at the same time taking the glass away from He Jian's approach.
The man sitting on the bed was first speechless seeing Mo Roulan's daring actions and then looked at her coldly
"Give me the glass of water."
He said coldly.
He Jian's cold and authoritative voice could make anyone follow his orders and Mo Roulan was no different from others.
Just when she was about to hand him the glass of water after getting scared of those cold blue eyes, she immediately stepped back.
Annoyance flashed in He Jian's face while Mo Roulan's eyes were filled with accusation.
