Ling Xuancheng returned with a cup of hot water, and as he turned, his gaze met Ling Lu’s, who had just opened her eyes. A flicker of joy crossed his face, and his lips curled into an involuntary smile.
"How are you feeling now? Are you uncomfortable anywhere?"
Ling Lu gripped the back of her neck, where a dull ache throbbed. She sat up straight on the hospital bed, expressionless, and said nothing.
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