Mu Yiliang felt like she had been asleep for a very, very long time.
She looked around at the ceiling in a daze, finally recalling the scene before she fell into a coma... Yan Sijue came to rescue her!
So, she should be safe now, right?
Mu Yiliang struggled to sit up from the bed, her body still aching, and she couldn't help but frown.
"Awake?" A low, husky voice suddenly rang out.
Mu Yiliang was startled and turned her head toward the source of the voice, revealing a puzzled expression: "You are..."
The person was backlit, making it hard for her to see the person's appearance clearly at first, but judging from the silhouette and voice, it seemed to be a woman.
Where was Yan Sijue? Wasn't it him who saved her? Or was it an illusion caused by her overthinking?
While Mu Yiliang was still in a daze, the woman had already walked over to her, sat down by her bed, and raised an eyebrow: "How do you feel? You had a bit of a fever last night."
