Bo Yeyuan, who hadn't gotten far, had seem to fall, with a thunderous crash.
Li Qiyu furrowed her brows, wondering why he wouldn't wake up no matter how much she called him, yet as soon as she left, he awoke...
She simply took out an entire medical kit and carried it out. Bo Yeyuan, burning with high fever, lay on the ground, struggling weakly a few times. Hearing footsteps, he looked back.
"Where did you go—" he roared hoarsely.
Li Qiyu's eyes reddened, "I just went to get a medical kit, and you fell. Bo Yeyuan, are you alright?"
Bo Yeyuan struggled to sit up with difficulty, and Li Qiyu bent over; her body was swept up in his fierce embrace, back in his arms once again. He hugged her tightly like a wronged child, saying, "I thought you had run away again."
"..."
"Qiyu, I really want to marry you..."
