Retching and retching, Su Qianci vomited up some fluid but nothing else. She had only taken some water in 24 hours. Feeling dizzy, she lay down and fell asleep again. When she woke up, it was past 8 PM. She felt her hand being held. She wiggled and aroused the man that had fallen asleep.
Li Sicheng felt her forehead and then his, frowning. Looking at him, Su Qianci felt a bit dazed. There were shadows under his eyes. His hair was messy. And his chiseled face had not been shaven. Although he had changed, he still looked terrible. A pad of gauze was stuck to his forehead, a bit over his left eyebrow. Realizing it was him, Su Qianci pursed her lips and teared up.
Startled, Li Sicheng asked softly, "Do you feel uncomfortable? Which part?"
She cried, grabbing his hand. "It's hurting all over…"
His eyebrows knitted together. He reached out a hand to wipe her tears away.
