Chapter 103: Do I Look like a Guy?
“Huanhuan, are you okay?” She shook Yan Huan, worried that she had accidentally poisoned Yan Huan by giving her the wrong pills.
“Yeah…” Yan Huan opened her eyes, but was too tired to get up.
“Are you really okay?” Yi Ling asked timidly. “You took the wrong meds.”
Yan Huan smiled wryly. Well… you gave them to me. She decided against saying that aloud, though.
“Don’t worry. I’m fine. It’s just a cold, there’s nothing to worry about.”
Yi Ling breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that. Yan Huan seemed to be in better spirits now, but Yi Ling knew she could not take things for granted. “Wait here, I’ll go get some proper cold medicine for you.”
With that, Yi Ling jumped to her feet and grabbed her jacket from the sofa in the living room. She dashed out of the apartment, took the lift downstairs, and then ran to the nearby pharmacy. She thanked her lucky stars that there was a pharmacy nearby; she would not have known where to get medicine for Yan Huan at this late hour otherwise.
She hurried into the pharmacy and hunted high and low for cold medicine. When she finally found some, she stared at the large selection of medication, at a loss as to which one to buy. The few store attendants in the pharmacy were all too busy to attend to her.
She was not a doctor. How was she supposed to know which one to get?
Yi Ling thought aloud to herself, “Which one should I get for colds and fevers?”
“This one?” She chose one of the medicines at random, but returned it to the shelf as soon as she saw the long list of warnings printed on the packaging. How was that even safe to eat?
“How about this one?” She picked a different box, but set it down again. None of them seemed right. She considered buying all of them, but she did not want Huanhuan to die of a toxic overdose from all the different meds.
“Take this one.” Suddenly, a large hand reached over and selected a box from the shelf. Yi Ling’s eyes traveled from the large hand to the extremely hairy arm, and then upwards to the muscular chest. She wondered if she was, in fact, standing in the presence of an orangutan.
She lifted her face to look up at the man, but he was so tall she could not see his face. She angled her head further backwards, and kept going until she was sure her neck would snap. Finally, she saw the man’s face.
Wow, it’s a gorilla. Like, for real.
Yi Ling was momentarily paralyzed by the sight of the man before her. How was he so tall and big? What had he been weaned on as a baby? She was only 160 centimeters tall, but this man here was easily 180— no, 190 centimeters tall.
“You should get this one, son. It’ll work for both colds and fevers. Best of all, it won’t make you drowsy.” The large man grinned down at Yi Ling. “It works great for colds and fevers, believe me.”
Flames of outrage burned in Yi Ling’s eyes when she heard him call her “son.”
Her hand shot out and she snatched the medicine from the large oaf before her, then stomped viciously on his foot before making her way to the cashier.
Poor Lei Qingyi was completely dumbfounded by this turn of events. He lifted his foot to shake the pain off. That young boy sure has a temper, he thought to himself. But he could not for the life of him figure out what he had said or done to annoy the boy— he had only given him some friendly advice about which meds to buy. Surely it was better to have his input than to accidentally poison the sick patient, whoever it was?
It did not take long for Yi Ling to return to her apartment. She was still furious about the encounter in the pharmacy.
“I know I have short hair, and I’m flat as a washing board, but I’m still a woman, aren’t I? Do I look like a guy?” She thrust her face towards Yan Huan. “Huanhuan, look at me— do I look like a man to you?”
Yan Huan was holding a glass of water with both hands, slowly drinking it in small sips.
She looked up at Yi Ling. Yi Ling was, in Yan Huan’s opinion, a very beautiful woman. She leaned towards “dashing” and “handsome” instead of “pretty,” and she had a flat chest, true, but she was still very obviously a woman.