Miss Shen ran away after finishing her meal, which angered her short-lived uncle to the point of res

Bo Junxing was awakened from his sleep by an unusual heat.

Shen Feiwan pressed herself against his back like a ball of fire, her burning forehead against his shoulder blade, her hands restlessly reaching into his pajamas. Her breath was hot and abnormally rapid.

"Wanwan?" Bo Junxing turned over and pulled her into his arms, placing his palm on her forehead.

She was incredibly hot.

Shen Feiwan groggily nuzzled against his neck, "Hot..." Her voice was incredibly soft, but her fingers stubbornly unbuttoned his shirt, "It's uncomfortable..."

Bo Junxing grabbed her misbehaving hand. "Wanwan, you seem to have a fever."

Bo Junxing turned on the bedside lamp. In the warm yellow light, Shen Feiwan's cheeks were flushed an abnormally, and her eyelashes were wet with sweat, sticking to her eyelids and trembling slightly.

Bo Junxing immediately got out of bed to get the thermometer.

Upon measurement, it was discovered that Shen Feiwan had a fever of 39.3°C.

It's probably because the temperature has dropped sharply in the last few days.

Bo Junxing frowned and quickly went to the bathroom to wring out an ice towel and apply it to Shen Feiwan's forehead.

The sudden chill made Shen Feiwan frown uncomfortably, and she instinctively snuggled into his arms, "Cold..."

"Don't move." Bo Junxing restrained her with one hand, and with the other hand broke off a fever reducer. "Be good, take the medicine first. Only by taking the medicine can your fever go down."

As soon as she swallowed the pill, Shen Feiwan suddenly curled up, her right hand unconsciously pressing against her right rib area. "It hurts..."

Bo Jun paused, "Where does it hurt?"

"Here..." Shen Feiwan closed her eyes, her fingers gently pressing on a spot under her ribs, "It hurts so much here..."

Bo Junxing gently lifted the hem of her nightgown.

Her skin was fair and smooth, without any scars.

But as soon as his fingertips touched that spot, Shen Feiwan gasped.

"When were you injured?" His voice was terrifyingly deep.

Under the influence of the drug, Shen Feiwan murmured, "The airport... someone was chasing me..." Her voice was broken, "They chased me for a long time..."

Bo Junxing's hand suddenly froze.

He then realized that she had not simply come to his side, but had overcome countless dangers to stand before him.

Those seemingly casual remarks she made about "flight delays" and "randomly intercepting a food delivery driver" actually concealed life-or-death moments.

His palm gently pressed on the spot where she was in pain, massaging it very lightly and slowly.

Shen Feiwan's brows gradually relaxed, and her breathing became steady.

As dawn broke, Shen Feiwan's fever subsided.

She opened her eyes and saw Bo Junxing's bloodshot eyes.

"Does it still hurt?" Bo Junxing asked in a low voice, his fingers gently stroking her right rib.

Shen Feiwan was stunned for a moment, then realized, "You... you know everything? Was it me who told you last night?"

Bo Junxing didn't answer, but suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace.

His voice was hoarse and barely audible. "I feel so guilty for making you live this kind of life with me."

Shen Feiwan felt his arm trembling slightly.

“Don’t say that,” she gently cupped his face, “This is my own choice. I did it willingly.”

Bo Junxing stared at her intently, then suddenly pulled her back into his arms. His lips brushed against her ear, his voice trembling slightly, "...I'm sorry."

Shen Feiwan felt a warm, damp sensation on her neck.

She gently hugged him back, "Silly boy."

Outside the window, the rising sun finally broke through the clouds.

The red light on the monitor was still on, but no one paid any attention to it at the moment.