"Thud!"
After a muffled sound, a tall figure suddenly burst in.
Groggy, Mu Anran toppled into a familiar embrace. She shook her head, and then passed out.
Not knowing how long she had been unconscious, Mu Anran finally came around.
After the high fever, her head still felt groggy.
"Mumu, you're awake? That's wonderful!"
Nie Xiaoxun's delighted voice rang in her ear.
Mu Anran allowed herself to be propped up into a sitting position, "This is..."
Nie Xiaoxun frowned unhappily, "This is the hospital, okay? You fainted from a high fever in the dormitory. If Lord Buddha Yu hadn't arrived in time to take you to the hospital, I daren't think of the consequences."
"Young Master Yu?"
Mu Anran's heart skipped a beat, and she glanced around subconsciously.
Nie Xiaoxun smiled knowingly, "Young Master Yu had some matters to attend to, and it seems he's left."
"Oh." Mu Anran nodded lightly, her mind elsewhere.
Nie Xiaoxun propped her hands on her cheeks, smiling at Mu Anran intently.
