After feeding her the medicine, Yan Rusheng used the method that Xuxu had used to help bring down Huanhuan's fever.
He wrung the towel repeatedly and patiently wiped the warmest parts of her body.
Until her body temperature started to go down and when she finally fell into a deep slumber, only then did he heave a sigh of relief.
Xuxu slept peacefully and Yan Rusheng gazed at her intently. A plethora of emotions was churning in his eyes.
"Wen Xuxu, what must I do for you to fall in love with me?"
As he pondered, he stretched out to hold her hands and slowly wrapped his own over hers. Xuxu's hands, as compared to his, were so much tinier and softer than his own.
If he knew that he would grow to love her so deeply, he would have made use of the numerous opportunities he had in the past to win her love.
Xuxu could feel that her hand was getting warmer and she frowned slightly as she tried to retract her hand.
