Nan Zhifeng gave some money, thanked the person, and then closed the room door.
Ye Zhantian lay on the bed, deeply asleep. Although his wound had been treated, he hadn't changed his clothes, and his body was filled with a strong smell of blood…
She cleaned the blood off Ye Zhantian's body, then changed him into clean sleepwear. Just as she was about to rest, she discovered that he was running a fever.
Fortunately, the doctor had left some medicine behind. She immediately gave him fever-reducing medicine and then used physical methods to cool him down…
She spent most of the night like this, and exhausted, she lay down beside him to sleep.
She didn't know how long she had slept when she felt a pair of eyes watching her. Groggy, she woke up, opened her eyes, and saw Ye Zhantian lying on his side, quietly watching her.
The room was dimly lit, his pupils shining in the darkness, filled with familiar tenderness…
