In the middle of the night, Luo Xiaoqian woke up.
Opening her eyes, she saw a dark figure bent over by her side in the dim light.
In her haziness, she was startled and instantly became fully alert. Upon closer inspection, she recognized it as a person leaning over the side of her bed. Carefully, she moved the blanket aside, and the face of Leng Zimo, which had been obscured by the blanket, now appeared before her.
Under the soft glow of the light, his face appeared even more well-defined, with long eyelashes casting a faint shadow over his cheeks. Without his usual overbearing presence, the Leng Zimo in front of her was sleeping soundly, clearly showing signs of fatigue.
Looking at the handsome yet rarely peaceful face of the man, an unusual emotion rippled through Luo Xiaoqian’s heart.
At that moment, it was pure instinct to call out to him to save her, and somehow, he had actually rushed over from the Capital to rescue her.
Although she didn’t want to revisit the incident, she was very aware that without him, she would have been completely finished.
Over three hundred kilometers away, he had arrived so quickly; without having to guess, she could imagine how desperately he must have rushed, how crazily he must have raced through red light after red light...
Luo Xiaoqian’s nose started to feel sour, and her eyes began to sting with discomfort.
Apart from her father, Leng Zimo was the kindest man to her.
Unable to help herself, she raised her hand, carefully extending her fingers, wanting to touch his face.
Just as her fingertips were about to reach him, the door was gently pushed open, and a young nurse came in with medical records and a thermometer.
Luo Xiaoqian was startled and hurriedly withdrew her fingers.
Leng Zimo, who had been sleeping by her side, heard the noise and sat up straight, looking toward the door.
"Miss Luo just had her temperature taken!" the nurse whispered.
"I’ll do it!" Leng Zimo stood up, took the thermometer from her hands, and turned to Luo Xiaoqian, who was watching him with eyes wide open. He looked slightly surprised, "Did I, wake you up?"
"I woke up on my own!" she said, reaching out her palm.
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