Feng Tianyou, startled, quickly opened his eyes and saw Lin Zishuang looking all nervous.
"Shuang'er, what's wrong?"
Lin Zishuang had not expected that before falling asleep, they were clearly far apart, so how did they end up hugging?
Lin Zishuang blushed and shook her head, "N-no problem…"
She had just realized she was snuggling with Feng Tianyou and found it too shocking.
"Shuang'er, why is your face red? Did I infect you?"
Lin Zishuang shook her head, "I'm fine, let me take a look at you."
Lin Zishuang took his hand, first checked his pulse, which was already stable.
"Feng Tianyou, you're fine now. I'm going to leave."
Now that his illness is better, Lin Zishuang feels really awkward staying here any longer.
Feng Tianyou pulled her over, holding her in his arms.
Now that he's recovered, he doesn't have to worry about infecting her.
"Shuang'er, you heard I was sick last night and immediately ran over, even personally cooked medicine for me. You have feelings for me."
