In the car on their way to the hospital, Nan Yan leaned against Qin Lu's shoulder, feeling drowsy and on the verge of sleep. Whenever she closed her eyes, she felt the irresistible pull of slumber.
Zong Jingqi glanced back at her and muttered a few words, advising her to rest early in the evening and avoid staying up late. Whether she heard him or not was uncertain, but there was a faint, indistinct hum in response.
Once Zong Jingqi turned away, Qin Lu reached out and gently touched Nan Yan's forehead. Her temperature was not elevated, indicating she wasn't ill. However, her overall demeanor seemed rather poor.
After leaving her room yesterday, had she stayed up all night? Qin Lu furrowed his brows, not dwelling on the thought. Instead, he pulled her into his embrace, adjusting her into a comfortable position to ensure she could rest well.
