Sang Qian was startled by her own idea. She stared at the peacefully sleeping Ji Chengzhou for a good while, thinking of a way to test him.
She first closed Ji Chengzhou's mouth completely, then reached out to pinch his nose.
If he were in a vegetative state, he wouldn't open his mouth even if he was suffocating.
If he did open his mouth, then her guess would be true.
Sang Qian watched Ji Chengzhou without blinking, not wanting to miss any slight expression or movement on his face.
But as time ticked by slowly.
Apart from his face turning from white to red and then slowly to purple, Ji Chengzhou made no movements, not even a pained expression.
Could it be that she was overthinking?
If she kept pinching, he was going to suffocate to death.
Sang Qian hurriedly let go. Perhaps due to the prolonged lack of oxygen, a large amount of air suddenly rushed into his lungs, and since he couldn't regulate his breathing, his chest convulsed violently with a great deal of movement.
