"The temperature has come down, and the heart rate has stabilized quite a bit,"
This result both relieved and distressed Xiao Qimo; he simply couldn't understand what was wrong with her and was even more curious whether she remembered or had forgotten what happened last night.
He sighed and continued to work on the thing in his hands.
Ye Jinwen knew what he was doing, just smiled, and left.
When he returned to Lu Mian's ward, he saw that she was gradually regaining her calm, leaning on the bed, holding a novel and reading intently.
"Eh, when did you get that?"
"Oh, a friend came by just now."
Ye Jinwen glanced and sure enough, there were a birthday cake and some gifts on the coffee table. He leaned in with a hehe, curious, "Was it someone wrapped up really tightly?"
"..." Lu Mian paused, "No."
"Oh."
As the two were talking, an elderly person came in, leaning on a cane and trembling.
Ye Jinwen instinctively hurried over to help, and upon closer inspection, it was Mr. Su.
