In the presidential suite, Zhang Chunsheng was holding a pile of fever reducers, anti-inflammatories, and various syrups; he seemed to have bought one of everything.
Chen Ye rolled his eyes in silence. "Are you trying to kill her so you can find yourself a new boss's wife?"
"Boss, I was just worried we wouldn't have enough medicine. I've got them all sorted into little bags. This one has a high dosage to break the fever fast, this one treats coughs and runny noses, and this one..."
Chapter 127