That night, Zhong Shuyu's fever finally subsided. As dawn approached, she woke up and saw a dark-skinned girl dozing by her bedside.
"You..."
She wanted to speak, but her throat was terribly hoarse.
Chunxiang, who had been nodding off, suddenly woke up to see her eyes open and said happily, "You're finally awake. Here, don't speak just yet, drink some water to soothe your throat."
Saying this, she helped her sit up and fed her water in small sips.
After drinking a few mouthfuls, Zhong Shuyu's throat was not as hoarse, and she asked, "Who are you? Where is this place?"
The voice was still very weak.
Chunxiang did not answer, only said, "Lie back, I'll go call the young master."
After placing her down, she ran out quickly.
After a while, Zhong Shuyu saw the dark-skinned girl bringing a man over, it was Chen Ming.
Her gaze was somewhat complex, "Did you save me?"
Chen Ming said, "You and I are former classmates, I naturally couldn't just watch you die."
