He moved her little head back into place.
In a low voice he asked, "Did you not take your medicine this morning?"
"..." Jing Yiren didn't respond.
"If you don't speak, I'll kiss you!"
At his words, Jing Yiren immediately pursed her lips and sealed them tightly shut.
She had no idea how cute her actions were.
Lu Ming chuckled softly, not caring for her protests as he leaned in to kiss her lips.
Suddenly, Jing Yiren let out a low cry of "Ah!" and then brought both hands up to her chest, blocking it.
When Lu Ming had leaned in, he had pressed down on Jing Yiren's swollen and painful chest, causing her to gasp in pain, her face turning pale and her eyes filling with tears.
Her cry startled Lu Ming, and he could feel that her chest was unusually stiff.
Seeing this, Lu Ming asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"
"..." Jing Yiren stubbornly refused to answer, still upset.
She dodged, not letting him touch her.
Lu Ming abruptly remembered what the doctor had told him last time.
