97 Chapter Ninety Six

Laying facing her side Hua Fan's eyes that were originally closed open, there was not a single trace of sleepiness on her face as she brought her gaze around her room before settling it onto the man who had fallen asleep on the single sofa chair a foot away from her bed. His legs were crossed in a seemingly uncomfortable way and his head was resting on a single fist. In his lap was his other hand loosely holding onto a half-open medical book with long complicated words. His handsome and maturing face was scrunched up as if he was dissatisfied and uncomfortable yet he still slept this way. "..." Blinking a few times while staring at Zhong Zemin, Hua Fan moves her gaze to the foot of her bed as the reason for her chills appears with a finger to his lips as a smirk grows on his face.