When qu Huai 'an woke up, his head was still hurting. He was a little dumbfounded when he saw the unfamiliar environment.
Until she heard a man's deep voice from the side, she turned her head to look ...
The man's tall figure in front of the large glass window was bathed in the sun. He was holding his phone and talking on the phone. Because his voice was lowered a lot, she couldn't hear him clearly.
Xie tingxi seemed to feel that someone was staring at him. He turned slightly, and half of his delicate features were bathed in the sun, while the other half was in the shadows. His eyes under the glasses were calm. He ended the call and turned to walk to the bed.
"You're awake."
Qu Huaian sat up. &Quot; did Mr. Xie send me to the hospital? "
Xie tingxi didn't answer, but reached out and touched her forehead.
The moment his warm palm touched her forehead, she stopped breathing.
