Ye Anqi moistened her dry lips.
"Please ask Mr. Bei to call Ya Shitian for me," she said.
Bei Jingtang said nothing and turned to pour her a glass of water.
He brought over a cup of warm water, and Ye Anqi tried to sit up, but she had no strength in her body.
Even moving a little felt very difficult.
The man bent down, his arm slipping around her neck, lifting her head.
"Drink," he said, bringing the cup to her lips.
Ye Anqi's eyes flickered slightly, "Thank you."
After drinking a cup of water, Ye Anqi felt much better.
Bei Jingtang then called the doctor to examine her.
After the examination, the doctor didn't say anything but glanced at Bei Jingtang.
"You rest, we won't disturb you," Bei Jingtang said, about to leave.
"Mr. Bei..." Ye Anqi stopped him.
Bei Jingtang turned around, "What is it?"
"No need to go outside to speak, I want to know... how is my health now..."
"..."
"Am I dying?" Ye Anqi asked calmly.
Bei Jingtang did not respond.
