It wasn't easy to rush back to Satan Manor, where the doctor gave her a fever-reducing injection and hooked her up to an IV drip, but she still hadn't woken up.
Ya Shitian had been by her bedside all along, checking her temperature every so often.
Although her temperature had dropped a little, she was still feverish and unable to return to a normal temperature.
When he asked the doctor what was going on, even the doctor didn't know why her fever wasn't subsiding, only able to say that her illness was very serious.
Fortunately, her current temperature wasn't dangerous, so all they could do was wait for it to gradually decrease.
...
The sun rose in the east.
Warm sunshine streamed in through the window.
Ye Anqi's long, curled eyelashes trembled as she slowly opened her eyes.
The luxurious style of the bedroom instantly settled her heart.
Because she had dreamt again that she went back in time.
Maybe it wasn't a dream; perhaps she had truly been back.
