"Are you delirious?" the man asked with concern, touching her forehead, "The doctor will arrive soon."
She looked at the man beside her bed, his figure somewhat blurry, and after her moist eyes flickered for a long while, she finally asked hoarsely, "Am I especially stupid?"
"Not really," Lingxiao removed the stray hairs from her forehead and said softly, "you're not that stupid."
Zuo Xiangning's eyes reddened slightly, "No! I am stupid! I always think I can do everything well, but in reality, I am incompetent, can't accomplish anything, and always end up causing trouble for others."
Zuo Xiangning said as tears rolled down.
The man's brow furrowed tighter, and he asked in confusion, "What exactly is wrong with you?"
"Nothing, I just feel very upset." Zuo Xiangning truly felt distressed.
