Shi Mei had a fever-reducing patch on her forehead, and Xiuli's eyebrows were frowning tightly. The infusion hose on the back of her hand was still slowly entering liquid into her body.

His face was pale and his lips were bloodless.

Tears piled up on the bridge of the nose, forming a small vortex of water.

Shi Lingyan walked towards her and sat gently beside her.

Seeing this, Aunt Chen gently pulled the doctor out and closed the door.

Season Yan's generous big hand gently touched her face.

Very hot.

It's like a small stove, very hot.

Shi Lingyan took the handkerchief and wiped her tears. He just lifted the quilt to cover her. Suddenly, one hand was placed on his hand without warning.

Shi Mei opened her eyes at some point and was staring at him.

His eyes were cold, sinister, deep hatred, and they were all contained in it without any concealment.

It seemed as if I looked at an enemy who wanted to get rid of it.

It's very different from usual.

It's like becoming another person.

But in this look, there seemed to be a little vague emotion lingering, extremely light, but the familiarity revealed in it was enough to be heart-wrenching.

With just one look, Shi Lingyan's heart seemed to be pierced through.

Almost subconsciously, Shi Lingyan held her hand, and there was heat in his heart.

The eyes were facing each other and they looked at each other speechlessly.

Shi Mei's eyes quickly became dissipated. The next moment, she closed her eyes, and even the force on her hands was exhausted.

Shi Lingyan looked at her, as if something was passing by in her heart.

Can't see it or see it.

But it is so empty that it makes people feel nervous.

Shi Lingyan suddenly felt very sad.

This feeling comes from inexplicably, but it is earth-shaking.

She couldn't help but hold her hand tightly, trying to grasp the illusory thing, the tighter it tighter and deeper it.

The person on the bed suddenly whimpered, closed his eyes tightly and cried helplessly, pouted and opened his eyes. When he saw Shi Lingyan, he opened his mouth and shouted, "Brain..."

The voice is weak and sweet. Compared with usual, there is not much difference except that it is weaker.

Shi Lingyan's hand suddenly loosened, looking at Shi Mei's delicate little eyes as weak as a little beast, looking at him timidly, the empty heart suddenly became more and more irritating.

Lost, swallowing him up overwhelmingly.

Even Shi Lingyan himself didn't know what he was losing.

Looking at Shi Mei's appearance, Shi Lingyan's Adam's apple rolled up and down a little, turned around with difficulty, and opened the door.

Aunt Chen and the doctor both came over.

Shi Lingyan's face was no different. In their opinion, he was no different today than usual. He said, "I'm awake."

Aunt Chen was overjoyed, and the doctor hurriedly followed him in.

After two days of high fever, it finally faded on the third day.

When Mr. Shi heard the news, his heart finally relaxed, "It's good if the fever is reduced, and it's good if the fever is reduced. Xiao Chen, remember to stew some light porridge for her to raise."
Chapter completed!