Hearing their words, Feng Ling furrowed her brows. She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were extremely heavy. She also could not summon any strength in her body.
The men's footsteps gradually faded away. Although she wished to wake herself up, she dazedly fell back asleep.
Finally, she regained consciousness once more when someone wiped her face with a cold towel. She could not open her eyes and could only hear Da Hu speaking close to her: "Feng Ling must have caught a cold. It shouldn't be a fever; her temperature is around thirty-seven degrees. It isn't too serious. Let her rest for a few days."
Afterward, she could not hear their words clearly and dazedly fell back asleep.