"I'm okay."

The moment Brendan took the medicine, he felt relief in his chest.

Perhaps it was really his physical problem. The cold had caused migraines, and the lack of sleep had led to emotional outbursts.

Thinking of the thought that had sprung up in his mind just now, Brendan looked at his fingers with lingering fear.

"The medicine… Let's change it to twice per day," Brendan requested with a frown.

"Twice per day? Are you sure? Medicine is poisonous to a certain extent, let alone traditional herbal medicine. What if the dosage is too high…" Ophelia was not surprised at the request.

"It's alright. It's effective for me. I just can't get rid of it completely. Drinking it a few more times a day should be fine," Brendan reassured Ophelia as he lowered his eyes.

"Alright, I will bring the medicine to you every morning and evening," Ophelia promised, with her gaze becoming complicated.

"Okay, thank you."

Brendan returned the empty bowl to Ophelia and went into the study to calm