At last, the fever on Zheng Yufei's forehead subsided, and she clasped my hand and comfortably fell asleep.
Looking at Zheng Yufei's sleeping face, I actually felt an impulse to steal a kiss. I did just that, gently placing a kiss on her cheek before carefully withdrawing my hand.
Seeing Zheng Yufei sleeping soundly, but not daring to rest myself since she had just had a fever, I stood up, went to the vending machine downstairs, and grabbed two cans of Red Bull to guzzle.
Just then, the young nurse who had drawn blood from Zheng Yufei came over. She bought a cup of coffee and sat next to me, quietly sipping her drink.
We sat together in silence, no one speaking a word. After a while, the nurse stood up, and suddenly, with a "snap," a pen fell from her chest to the ground.
