Jiang Yao dared not to touch Lu Xingzhi because she feared waking him up. He was a light sleeper due to his profession. Therefore, after Jiang Yao secretly kissed him, she obediently lay back down. Then, she closed her eyes and took a nap with him.
It was the afternoon. The autumn wind outside had nothing to do with it. The noise in the hospital was still silent, and it had nothing to do with it either.
In that small ward, that was their little world.
Mrs. Lu and Mrs. Jiang returned to the ward, assuming Jiang Yao and Lu Xingzhi were sleeping, and deliberately slowed their steps as they entered.
The third elderly member, however, was still taken aback when they saw the two hugging each other on the same bed.
Mrs. Jiang muttered, "Aren't you afraid of accidentally touching Xingzhi's wound while sleeping?"