After Shi Su's fever subsided, she slept for a few hours in the hotel room and only woke up after dinner time had passed.
Chu Jiu stayed by her side the whole time, and as soon as she woke up, Chu Jiu quickly helped her up and fed her water and medicine.
"No need to be so worried, I'm really fine." After taking the medicine, Shi Su leaned against the headboard, noticing Chu Jiu looking still a bit worried: "It's just catching a slight cold and having a fever, I'll be fine by tomorrow."
"Luckily, when you were being sent to the ambulance, you squeezed my hand while no one was looking, otherwise I would have been scared to death."
Chu Jiu touched Shi Su's forehead and confirmed that her fever was indeed gone, finally relaxing a little.
Shi Su chuckled lightly, her voice still a bit hoarse: "If I hadn't reminded you, you would have cried all the way, people who didn't know might think you were crying at my funeral."
