The train arrived at the station. Since it was a major station, there were throngs of commuters leaving and boarding the train.
Xuxu saw that there were new passengers coming on board, and she didn't want to block the aisle. Hence, she turned around and went back into the room, closing the door behind her.
She took two steps forward and sat down on her bed.
"Xuxu, Xuxu…"
On the upper bed, Yan Rusheng was still muttering her name with a hoarse voice. She leaned sideways against the bed. She picked up her book, leisurely flipping it open.
"Miss, he is running a high fever and you still have the heart to read?"
The old lady couldn't stand to watch it any longer when she saw that Yan Rusheng was in terrible agony.
Xuxu heard this, and she widened her eye. She coldly looked towards her direction.
