His hands were really cold, probably because he had just been given two bottles of drip, his temperature was frighteningly low. Yun Shishi tenderly pressed the back of his palm to her cheek, trying to warm his tiny hand with the warmth of her own skin.
In his lightly comatose state, Gong Fan's fingers curled subtly. She thought that he had woken up and immediately leaned over nervously. However, he didn't move and his eyes were tightly shut, showing no signs of being awake.
She dropped her gaze in disappointment. How could she have forgotten? The doctor had said that there was a sedative component in the infusion. Therefore, he wouldn't wake up for a while. He would probably sleep until tomorrow afternoon. He would have to rely on the nutrient solution.
