Those who had a fever always felt that their bodies were hot. Xia Wanyuan had been tossing and turning the entire night, but she was held tightly in Jun Shiling's arms, preventing her from being infected by the cold air outside to stop the cold from getting worse.
Xia Wanyuan did not sleep well. Jun Shiling slept even more uneasily than she did. Xia Wanyuan kept moving in his arms, but Jun Shiling could not let go of her. His heart burned the entire night.
After being tightly covered in the blanket for the entire night, Xia Wanyuan opened her eyes the next morning and felt much better.
Jun Shiling reached over and touched her forehead.
"Your fever has subsided. Take some medicine today. You should be fine soon." Jun Shiling's voice was a little hoarse.
Xia Wanyuan looked up and saw that Jun Shiling's eyes were bloodshot, as if he had not slept the entire night.
"Jun Shiling, you didn't sleep?" Xia Wanyuan's eyes widened slightly.
