She hadn't yet fully recovered from the car accident, and now she had sustained further injuries on top of the old ones. Even if Qiao An had brought the fall down the stairs upon herself, an injury was an injury.
During the day, it had seemed like nothing more than superficial scrapes, but by nightfall, her temperature surged menacingly, and Qiao An slipped into a coma.
Zhang Ling had been prepared; the moment Qiao An spiked a fever, he fed her medication. Even so, her entire body flushed a deep, rosy pink, and even her breathing became scorching hot.
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