This man is truly favored by the creator.
Lu Jinghan just lightly dozed off. Feeling the touch on his skin, he opened his eyes, placing his palm on Han Xi's forehead for a few seconds: "Luckily, the fever's gone."
Han Xi was a little dazed: "Did I have a fever?"
Lu Jinghan pulled Han Xi into his arms, his voice carrying the hoarseness of just waking up: "Last night, you had a fever of 38.9 degrees. Fortunately, Doctor Liu came over and gave you an IV drip."
Han Xi looked up at Lu Jinghan's bloodshot eyes: "You didn't sleep much at all last night, did you?"
After the IV drip last night, Lu Jinghan felt Han Xi was still a bit warm, so he kept using a wet towel to physically cool her down. It wasn't until after 3 a.m. that Han Xi's temperature went down, and he managed to sleep a bit.
"You sleep a bit more first; I'll go downstairs to see if breakfast is ready."
