"Qiao En?"
Ding Hao's wicked eyes suddenly tightened.
Qiao En was twisting her body, her half-dry hair messily spread out, covering half her face, but Ding Hao recognized her at a glance.
Perhaps it was the lingering heat within her body, she was not very peaceful in her sleep.
Zhou Jin'an wrapped her up tightly, yet she managed to throw off the covers, revealing a section of her white, bare arm.
Before Ding Hao's eyes could look away, restless Qiao En started thrashing again. Though she was thin and small, her strength was great, almost flipping the blanket completely off.
Zhou Jin'an reacted quickly, stepping forward to swiftly cover her with the blanket again.
But Ding Hao had already seen that Qiao En was not wearing any clothes.
"What are you spacing out for?"
Zhou Jin'an rebuked harshly.
Ding Hao tugged at the corner of his mouth, revealing a cold sneer.
He slowly took out his stethoscope and walked towards Qiao En.
