Jian An'an nodded quickly, like a chick pecking at rice. Her small face was flushed with an unnatural red; it was easy to see she had a fever.
Li Shaoting felt deeply distressed. Being so far away from her, unable to take care of her, and unable to return—so this was what torment felt like.
In the end, his heart softened. "Have you taken your medicine?"
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