With a dull voice, Lu Yanzhi said, "If it wasn't for me, this bastard, who touched you, you would have burned until you had encephalitis and pneumonia."
Did she know that the person taking care of her was him or did she subconsciously felt that the person beside her would definitely be him?
Nonsense! Su Qianxun who was sick wanted to get up and harshly punch Lu Yanzhi. However, her body was weak, and even if she managed to sit up, she figured that she would not be able to hit him.
She turned around, faced her back towards Lu Yanzhi and slept again.
When she woke up, night has fallen and the house was relatively quiet.
Su Qianxun furrowed her brows and raised her hand to massage her temples. Several incoherent scenes flashed through her brain and she suddenly remembered something. She quickly pried open the blanket and checked the clothes on her body.
Luckily, it was still the bathrobe from before.