After Zhuo Xiangqiao pulled Zhuo Yixin out, he looked at Zhuo Xiangnan truly lying on the bed. Seeing Zhuo Xiangnan lying there weakly, a complex emotion appeared in his eyes.
"Why did you come back so early today?" Zhuo Xiangnan extended a hand to prop himself up a bit straighter, trying to put on a weak smile as he looked at Zhuo Xiangqiao standing before him.
"It's already dark."
Zhuo Xiangqiao sat down on the chair by the bed and said to him, concealing the complexity in his eyes and speaking with a light tone.
"So it's dark already." Zhuo Xiangnan reached out to rub his forehead while smiling at Zhuo Xiangqiao.
As he spoke, his gaze turned towards the window; the curtains were tightly drawn, and not a single ray of sunlight could get in.
"I actually forgot what time it is..." Zhuo Xiangnan said, shaking his head helplessly.
Due to just having had a high fever, he still hadn't regained much strength.
"I just saw Dr. Chen downstairs. Are you feeling any better now?"
