Ye Manman did not close the door to the room, and as she turned her head, she saw the man who had just entered from the front door.
But before she had time to rejoice, her face was quickly filled with worry.
"He Chen! What's wrong with you?"
His complexion was alarming!
His face was flushed, his lips pale, his eyes unfocused and listless, and his body seemed unsteady. As he entered, he had to steady himself against the wall to avoid falling.
Ye Manman quickly stepped up to him, only to find his breathing was heavy and uneven, and the breath he exhaled was unbearably hot. When she called his name, he took a beat to respond, and only after a while did he manage to sluggishly lift his eyelids to look at her.
A shimmer of light flickered in his eyes instinctively, but then fatigue quickly pulled them down again.
"Honey..."
"...I'm fine..."
He had no idea how bad his condition really was.
