Xie Qing felt relieved upon hearing her soft and gentle voice. He was still worried that she wouldn't regain consciousness.
"Come in," said the young man in a calm voice.
The door slightly opened, and pink hair tips peeked through the gap. The young man smiled.
After a while, the girl opened the door and entered, closing it behind her. She looked at Zhang Mei lying on Xie Qing's chest, and her face became strange.
However, she was distracted by Xie Qing's voice.
"You seem to be alright. I'm glad," he said calmly, his face unchanging. He looked her up and down and asked, "When I found you, you were unconscious and didn't wake up for so long. What happened? Have you been checked up?"
"A..."
Li Yuilan froze and blushed. Xie Qing was puzzled by this reaction but decided not to pry further.
The girl sat on the other side of Zhang Mei and began inquiring about his health.