"Xiao Rou?" Lan Shao interlocked fingers with her, his palm firmly pressing against hers, as if feeling her warmth.
It took Fan Rou a moment to adjust before she fully opened her eyes.
Ye Ranran was also nearby, watching her anxiously.
Fan Rou's eyes wandered around before finally fixing on the white ceiling.
"Where am I?" Due to just waking up, her voice was weak and barely louder than a mosquito's buzz.
"The hospital. Do you feel any discomfort or pain?" Lan Shao reached out to feel her forehead.
Her fever had already subsided.
The doctor had said there was nothing much to worry about as long as the fever was gone.
"It hurts a bit." Fan Rou lowered her eyelids, looking at the injured area.
The anesthesia had worn off, so naturally, she could feel the pain.
"I'll call the doctor to have a look at you right away." Lan Shao released her hand.
Actually, he could have just pressed the bell nearby, but to give Ye Ranran some space, he decided to walk out himself.
