Joshua Sulliven furrowed his eyebrows as he looked at Keira Leaf, feeling that her face was somewhat pale as if she were sick.
He reached out to touch her forehead, and Keira Leaf didn't dodge; she just quietly stared at the quilt in front of herself, allowing him to repeatedly probe.
Joshua Sulliven withdrew his hand, seeing that she didn't have a fever, which made him express concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"
Keira Leaf hung her eyes and didn't speak, just looked tired in her expression.
Joshua Sulliven didn't ask again, and got out of bed first, tossed a set of clothes to Keira Leaf, and began putting on his as well, "Put on your clothes, I'm taking you to the hospital."
Keira Leaf looked at the clothes thrown in front of herself and still didn't move, her voice soft, "I'm fine."
"Your face looks so horrible, and you say you're fine?" Joshua Sulliven's tone grew heavier, and he immediately picked up the clothes intending to put them over her head.
