Jing Xinlei paused, glanced at her feet, and then smiled a little. "The doctor gave me some medicine, it is alright now."
Shi Yuting threw her a look but said nothing more.
***
It was not until the morning of the second day that Zuo Weiyi's fever finally came down.
At nine o'clock in the morning, she woke up in a daze.
As soon as she opened her eyes, there was no one in the empty room.
Memories from last night flashed across her mind, she frowned slightly and looked around the familiar room.
When she passed out, she remembered that she vaguely saw Shi Yuting, so had she been... saved?
After the fever, she realized that her lips were chapped and her throat was dry.
She got up and got out of bed, trying to quench her thirst with some water.
Yet as soon as she lifted the blanket, she noticed that her whole body was sore.
