After buying clothes and medicine, Li Nanheng parked the car near the mall and quickly bought everything he needed.
When he came back, he saw that Feng Ling was still curled up. Her eyes were closed as if she had fallen asleep. Li Nanheng stepped forward to help her up. He wanted to apply the medicine on her lower body before helping her change her clothes.
After all, her lower part might really be torn.
However, as soon as he helped her up, Feng Ling's head fell limply to his side.
Li Nanheng paused and lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms. The sensation of his hands was unbelievably hot. He frowned, raised his hand to touch her forehead and neck, and then stroked her back.
It was very hot.
"Feng Ling." Li Nanheng quickly wrapped her up tightly with a thin blanket. "Don't sleep. You have a fever."
