Thinking of how she occasionally drools in her sleep when dreaming of food, Huo Yishan quickly raised her hand to wipe her mouth. Fortunately, there was no sign of wetness.
But instinctively, she still wiped the corners of her mouth.
Although her pulse showed no abnormalities, and she looked quite well when she got up in the morning, Li Yuan was still somewhat uncertain.
After all, checking the pulse alone couldn't determine if she was ill.
"Shanshan."
"Hmm?" Seeing his somewhat strange expression, Huo Yishan was also staring at him, dumbfounded and like a wooden chicken.
"Are you sick?" He stared at her, his narrow, dark eyes filled with anxiety and unease.
Being asked like this, Huo Yishan was even more confused. She was already a bit groggy and couldn't figure out the current situation.
"Sick? No, I'm not."
Her sleepy and dumbfounded look indeed didn't seem like she was lying.
