Approaching the afternoon, Wang Xin still hadn't woken up.
Tang Feng glanced at the time, a sense of unease brewing in his mind.
He hesitated for a moment before heading to the door and knocking on it.
"Miss Wang..."
There was no response from inside.
He hesitated again but pushed the door open and went in.
In the dim room, thick curtains blocked the sunlight, and on the bed, Wang Xin lay curled up, her graceful body covered by a thin blanket.
Wang Xin was sleeping heavily.
"Miss Wang..." he called out again.
But still, there was no response from her.
Tang Feng then walked to the head of the bed and bent down.
Wang Xin lay on her side, her stunning face slightly flushed with an abnormal redness.
Tang Feng's brows furrowed slightly as he reached out, his palm resting on Wang Xin's forehead.
It was somewhat hot.
She had a fever.
He turned and left the bedroom, first filling his own cup with water before taking his bag and returning to the bedroom.
