Bai qingmei carried LAN qianzhen to the bathroom and turned on the light."Do you need any help?"
LAN qianzhen's head hurt a little in a daze, but the bathroom walls were made of ceramic tiles, and they were very white. With the light shining on them, they were very glaring.
However, perhaps it was because of the piercing light, LAN qianzhen came back to her senses.
After LAN qianzhen slowly came back to her senses, she realized something and recalled Bai qingmei's words, causing her face to turn red.
She quickly struggled to get off the bed."I ... I can do it myself ..."
When she spoke, LAN qianzhen couldn't even finish her sentence and stuttered.
LAN qianzhen struggled to get off the bed.
"Be careful," Bai qingmei said."I'll get you a pair of shoes. The floor is cold. You'll catch a cold."
With that, Bai qingmei carried LAN qianzhen as she took out a pair of slippers from the bathroom and put them on.
