Su He, who had already felt a headache because of what Zhao Youlin had said to her, felt even uncomfortable because of the strange dream. When Su He walked downstairs, her face was really pale.
Su He's condition was stabilized at the hospital, but Su Jifeng was a little concerned. He simply moved his work back home these days, so that he could take care of Su He while handling his work at the same time.
When Su He came down, Su Jifeng was sitting in the hall drinking coffee. When he heard the footsteps, he looked up and saw his sister's pale face. His eyebrows furrowed slightly. He got up and greeted her.
"What's wrong? You look terrible. Would you like me to call Dr. Zhao over to check on you?"
Su He shook her head and slowly walked to the opposite side of his brother. She said in a low voice, "I'm fine. Don't worry, Jifeng. I just had a nightmare and now my head hurts a little."
