However, Lu Yinxing couldn't think of a good ending for any of them.
Perhaps fate has its predetermined path.
Lu Yinxing pulled her thoughts back from past memories.
Then slowly went upstairs.
Xia Ye was lying on the bed.
Seemed to be asleep.
Lu Yinxing felt a bit worried.
She walked over, extended a hand to Xia Ye's forehead, wanting to check his temperature.
Luckily, Xia Ye's fever had already subsided, and the temperature wasn't very high.
But as soon as Lu Yinxing's hand touched Xia Ye's forehead, Xia Ye woke up.
The moment he opened his eyes, Lu Yinxing saw clarity in Xia Ye's eyes.
He hadn't been asleep at all.
Lu Yinxing suddenly felt a bit guilty, but pretended to speak harshly: "Why did you leave the hospital without saying anything? Do you know you're gambling with your health?"
Xia Ye looked at Lu Yinxing, his gaze extremely cold.
Being looked at like this, Lu Yinxing felt a chill from deep within.
