7 A.M.
Chi Jinghong slowly awakened.
She didn't feel much before, but after a night's sleep, it felt like her body had fallen apart.
Suddenly, she flung off the covers and discovered that Feng Lin, like a baby, was doing that sort of thing to her.
She raised her hand, ready to slap Feng Lin.
But as she extended her arm, she noticed bandages wrapped around it.
She remembered this arm had been broken by Li Hentian's vines.
Now she could lightly swing her arm, which had almost completely recovered.
Not only that.
There were traces of medicine on her stomach and legs.
Chi Jinghong put her hand down, her face inevitably showing some emotion.
Feng Lin was truly good to her.
She lay down again, turning to the side to watch Feng Lin.
After all, she had been seen and touched by him during the treatment.
Plus, Chi Jinghong had already decided she would marry Feng Lin in the future.
To this extent, she could accept it.
