Hearing Xie Yan 'er's words, xiajun Zihao's eyes were a little secretive. He held Xie Yan' er's hand and said,""Yan 'er, I'm fine. Don't worry."
"But brother Hao," Xie Yan 'er said, her eyes red."You're already like this. How can I not worry about you?"
Xiajun Zihao suppressed his emotions and said gently,""Be good and listen to me. Don't worry, I'll be fine after a good sleep."
Xie Yan 'er's heart trembled when she heard such a gentle voice.
She looked deeply at xiajun Zihao and pursed her thin lips. A helpless emotion surged in her heart. She didn't know what to do to make xiajun Zihao look better.
"Yan 'er, go get me a glass of water!" Xiajun Zihao said softly.
"Oh, Okay, okay ..."
Xie Yan 'er was panicking at this time. Hearing xiajun Zihao's words, she hurriedly ran out to get some water.
Xiajun Zihao leaned against the head of the bed, his eyes deep and mysterious.
He was well aware of his body's condition. It was not an illness, but ...
