The next morning, after the family had finished breakfast, she began preparing to treat Zhao Xiyan.
This time he wasn't experiencing tachycardia, but Qi Yue still planned to take advantage of going into the space to give him an ECG scan, in case he had any hidden conditions she could prepare for early on.
This was her first time entering the bedroom they had shared in the past since her return.
The room still retained its former appearance without change.
Two quilts and two pillows were still arranged the way they had always been, as if she had never left.
She hesitated and then said to Zhao Xiyan, "Later, put away the pillows and quilts inside, you'll have more room when you sleep."
Zhao Xiyan quietly sat in the wheelchair and took a long time before responding with a simple "Okay."
The treatment began, and she handed Zhao Xiyan a bowl of anesthetic.
He took the medicine and looked up at her without drinking it immediately.
"Can I stay awake?"
Qi Yue shook her head.
