Yi Kai's face was gloomy. This damned Keiko Ito is at the end of her rope now.
"Yi Kai, escort the doctor out," Jian Qing commanded.
Yi Kai nodded and left the room with the doctor.
Jian Qing held Quan Jingwu's hand where the injection had been given. The pinhole made by the injection was nearly invisible on his long, jade-like hand.
Her fingers gently stroked the injection site, her eyes deepening.
Keiko Ito, for this one shot, I vow to make you pay a hundredfold.
"My dear, I'm okay now. Come and rest with me," Jingwu said, taking her hand. His voice was hoarse.
"Alright." Jian Qing slipped under the covers and lay beside him. With one arm, Jingwu drew her close into his embrace.
Perhaps the shot was taking effect, Jingwu fell quickly into a deep sleep. Jian Qing stayed by his side until his temperature began to gradually lower. Only then did she allow herself to rest.
...
Dawn came with a chilly breeze.
