"Sister Xuxu."
The little girl was grinning. Her fever had gone down but she still seemed pale and weak.
Xuxu's heart ached when she saw how her body was full of red spots. "Huanhuan, do you still feel uncomfortable?"
"Nope." Huanhuan shook her head feebly. "I'm okay. I don't want the injection and I don't want to take some medicine."
Xuxu saw how the little girl trembled at the mention of injections. She smiled fondly as she spoke in a reassuring voice, "Don't be afraid. There won't be any injections."
"Huanhuan, you're awake." Jiang Zhuoheng's voice echoed over the room. He had sent Matron Huang off, and as he heard Huanhuan's voice, he rushed back to the room to greet the little girl.
Huanhuan's eyes twinkled and widened in both surprise and happiness when she saw him. "Brother Ah Heng!"
It felt surreal.
"Yes, it's me." Jiang Zhuoheng stood next to Xuxu. He then winked at the little girl on the bed.
