"How is your sister?" Gao Jiaxing walked over and sat down by the bed.
"Grandma said it's nothing serious, my sister is just exhausted and fainted. After getting enough sleep, she'll naturally wake up," Xia Jing said, leaving Gao Jaxing in the room to keep Xia Xiao company before she left.
Gao Jiaxing looked at Xia Xiao, whose face was pale and hair was sticky. He took a cloth and gently wiped her face.
This was not the first time Gao Jiaxing had seen Xia Xiao like this; when she had been bitten by a snake years ago, she had been unconscious like this, but it hadn't felt the same as now.
Now, seeing Xia Xiao lying in such a disheveled state on the bed, pale and bloodless, Gao Jiaxing's heart tightened, and he began to tremble faintly.
He held Xia Xiao's hand tightly and rubbed it gently, feeling somewhat panicked. He wanted to wake her but was afraid of disturbing her sleep.
