Pei Huai, feeling dizzy from the fever, still didn't forget to clutch tightly at Xia Wenyan's clothes, refusing to let him leave.
"Yanyan..." Pei Huai murmured unconsciously.
Xia Wenyan watched Pei Huai with a bit of helplessness, really not understanding how such a grown man could still be so careless with his health.
He was already burning up so severely, yet he didn't think to go to the hospital.
His hand gently rubbed Pei Huai's head, touching his burning forehead, he silently sighed, stood up, and went outside to get some water, planning to physically cool Pei Huai down.
Although Pei Huai had already been injected with medicine, physical cooling would make his body feel more comfortable.
Just as Xia Wenyan left the ward, the tall bodyguard who had been quietly trailing the two of them finally snuck into the emergency room ward.
He approached Pei Huai and softly called out, "Mr. Pei Huai?"
But the person lying on the hospital bed had no reaction whatsoever.
