798 Slowly Recover

"That's right." She nodded without any suspicion about his questions. "You knew that you had a fever?"

"My mind had been especially heavy at the time." He said, "The fever caused the medicine to taste especially bitter and I was unable to swallow it. How did you find the water to make me take it?"

"I…" She pursed her lips. She did not wish to tell him that she had cut herself and fed him her blood. "I used my saliva."

It was a white lie.

He frowned.

She grew unhappy. "What about it? Do you find my saliva dirty?"

"Everything about you is sweet to me." Bai Qinghao's body was weak from his injuries, but his eyes were especially sharp. "But I'm certain you didn't even have enough saliva at the time."

"…" She had no way of refuting it.

At that moment, his mouth had been filled with a sweet, copperish taste.

He carefully scanned her pale complexion and hoped it wasn't as he guessed.