Chapitre 202: he is sick

A veil of darkness covered the night sky. 

Vivan struggled restlessly in his sleep. Maybe the movement pulled his wounds. It hurt. He gritted his teeth in pain. He felt dizzy closed his eyes and bit his lips, waiting for the dizziness to pass. 

The sheet around her was pulled. Ira turned to see Vivan gritting his teeth. Under the moonlight, she saw his body trembling. 

She got up and turned the lamp on. Vivan was drenched in cold sweat, shivering in cold. 

"Viv.. Viv." He didn't respond. She touched his forehead to find it burning hot. 

Ira got out of the bed, ran straight and knocked on the door of her parents' room. 

Her mind was in chaos and she couldn't think of anything. 

"Are you alright?" Tej immediately opened the door after a series of sharp bangs. He saw a panicked Ira. 

"Viv is sick," she said and ran back to see him. 

Ira knelt on the bed and held his hot hands in her. "Viv.. Viv"