Daylight broke, and Mo Ran opened her eyes. As she turned over, she noticed that Gu Yixuan was no longer in the hospital room. A cold sneer flickered in her eyes; sure enough, the person had left.
Just as she was about to get out of bed, someone walked into the room, carrying breakfast in hand.
"Awake? Feeling any better?" He put the breakfast on the table and asked with concern.
Mo Ran was slightly stunned, then nodded, "Much better."
He reached out to touch her forehead, and when his cool hand met her skin, she instinctively shrank back.
"Hmm, the fever's gone." He nodded with satisfaction. To check her temperature, he had deliberately run cold water over his hands for a good while.
"Come on, eat your breakfast and then we can leave," he said as he took out the breakfast and arranged it on the table.
