Such words are ridiculous but he cannot help but smile, pleased that Wei Ying allows Lan Zhan to look after him in such a way. Lan Zhan is certain he would be a terrible patient for Wei Ying.

He takes a few more sips of his soup, mulling over what he has said for anything confusing before setting the bowl down, yet again.

"Turned twenty four yesterday," he repeats, unsure why Wei Ying looks like that. "Is that not good?"