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When Qin Shuang awoke, it was already the early hours of the morning.
She hadn't sustained any serious injuries, just some abrasions, and having been soaked in the Jiang River during winter, she had soon developed a high fever after leaving the water's surface and couldn't even remember how she had been rescued.
As she opened her eyes, she instinctively glanced to the side.
He Zhiyao was leaning over the edge of her bed, holding her hand tightly; two IV drips were hanging, one for her, and one for He Zhiyao.
Qin Shuang instinctively tightened her grip on He Zhiyao's fingers.
He Zhiyao startled awake and looked at her, "Awake?"
Qin Shuang made a sound of affirmation.
"He Zhiyao..." Qin Shuang's voice was somewhat hoarse, barely able to make a sound. Her throat felt swollen and painful, the few words she uttered almost brought tears to her eyes.
"Where do you feel uncomfortable? I'll call the doctor." He Zhiyao asked anxiously.
Qin Shuang shook her head.