Fortunately, there was a pharmacy nearby, so Li Mingxi bought some medicine for the throat and hurried back.
Seeing Xiao Lang lying there peacefully, she breathed a sigh of relief.
"Here, take the medicine." Li Mingxi gave him a pill to swallow.
After taking the medicine, Xiao Lang also started to feel drowsy, and soon he was half asleep.
"If you're sleepy, just sleep. Sleeping can also help with recovery." Li Mingxi tucked him in gently.
Xiao Lang closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.
Li Mingxi checked the IV bag; more than half of the medicine was already used up, and it seemed to be flowing a bit too fast. She wondered if Xiao Lang could handle it.
Worried that Xiao Lang's hand might bruise and swell, she lifted the quilt to check his hand. To her surprise, she saw a large wet patch beside his thigh.
Li Mingxi was stunned—
Xiao Lang... wet the bed?!
Li Mingxi's expression turned strange. Did Xiao Lang really wet the bed?
