The Story of Ling and Heng (564)

Sweat meant her fever had gone down.

Li Nanheng slowly put her leg down to avoid hurting her again. He covered her with the quilt again and reached out to touch her forehead.

The temperature had dropped slightly, but it was still slightly higher than usual.

It was probably because her lower body had been burning painfully, but now it felt more comfortable because of the ice-cold mint from the ointment. However, she still felt uncomfortable. Feng Ling furrowed her brows in her sleep and rubbed her legs uncomfortably.

Li Nanheng pressed her hand down and whispered by her lips: "Don't move. The medicine I applied just now has the effect of disinfecting the wound. It'll be fine tomorrow, en?"

As expected, Feng Ling did not move. She tilted her head and continued sleeping.

Li Nanheng brought a towel over to wipe her sweat.