After the chaos of the past few days, Gu Yixuan had gotten used to it. He didn’t expect to find out much, and focused on reducing her fever. Once he was done, he turned and left.
After he left, Yun Qiluo finally cald down a bit.
Yan Yan held her soft, petite body in his arms, wrapping her snugly with a blanket.
The young girl’s face was flushed, her little brows slightly furrowed, and her entire being looked as if she had been fished out of water.
Her lips were reddened because of the fever, with a slightly open mouth, breathing softly and lightly, like an injured little kitten on the brink of death, obediently nestled in his embrace.
She looked so pitiful.
Looking at her in this state, Yan Yan felt a sharp pain in his heart, his expression turning sullen, wishing he could suffer in her place.
Yun Qiluo, lying in his arms, felt extrely hot, with her mind a complete ss.
Every ti the fever hit, chaotic things would co springing up in her mind.
Various images, all unfamiliar, and so scenes felt so real, as if she had experienced them personally.
But when she woke up, she couldn’t recall them clearly, only faintly grasping a bit.
With the fever just subsiding, her mind was still a jumble, instinctively, she snuggled closer to him.
Even with her eyes closed, she knew who was holding her. Only the pleasant scent from the beautiful woman could give her a sense of ease.
After a while, her tightly furrowed little brows gradually relaxed.
She opened her eyes, still sowhat dazed, and looked at him.
Seeing her finally awake, Yan Yan let out a small breath of relief, leaned down to kiss her burning cheek softly, and asked gently, "Feeling a bit better?"
She now looked very much like a fragile doll.
Yan Yan didn’t dare speak to her too loudly, afraid of accidentally startling her.
Even though Yun Qiluo wasn’t as fragile as he thought.
She blinked her eyes, murmuring softly, "Mmm..."
It took a while for her to beco a bit more clear-headed, using the light from a lamp to see his face clearly.
Yun Qiluo couldn’t help but feel a pang of heartache as she hugged his neck, rubbing her face against his, "Beautiful woman, don’t worry too much."
Poor beautiful woman, he had even lost weight. He definitely wasn’t eating well.
Yan Yan stroked her little head, "Anywhere uncomfortable?"
Yun Qiluo shook her head, "A bit better than before." Though her head still felt a little dizzy, she felt quite energized.
Only then did the man relax a bit.
It seed that Gu Yixuan’s research over the past few days had yielded so results.
Or maybe Yun Qiluo had experienced so many repeated fevers that Doctor Gu had grown accustod to it.
Yun Qiluo hesitated for a mont, then spoke, "Beautiful woman, I feel like I was dreaming the whole ti I was asleep."
Seeing her rare appearance of energy, Yan Yan cooperatively responded in a low voice, "What did you dream about?"
He assud she had dread about so fantastical things again, like the ti when she slept and rode on top of him, calling him Big Flower, a scene that still lingered in his mory.
"I don’t know," she scrunched up her face, thinking for a mont, "It was all really chaotic, felt like a lot happened, but I can’t rember. I vaguely rember a white place, and a lot of instrunts..."
Yan Yan’s face froze, and his gaze shifted.
He recalled what those thugs had ntioned.
The laboratory... wasn’t it all white with various instrunts?
But why did Little Gua appear from such a place? Was she soone who escaped from there?
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