Sorry State

Lu Zhen leaned on the man's shoulder and could smell the faint fragrance on Song Jia. The man's arms were firm and strong, giving her a sense of security and dependability.

At such a vulnerable moment, Lu Zhen did not expect Song Jia to accompany her.

Lu Zhen forced herself to drink a small cup of sugar water. Song Jia helped her lie down and tore open two heat packs. After the heat packs heated up, he looked at the unconscious Lu Zhen hesitantly.

Lu Zhen sensed the man's gaze and opened her eyes to see Song Jia holding two heat packs.

"I'll put it on myself." Lu Zhen took the heat pack and placed it on her stomach and lower back.

The heat pack made her feel much better. Song Jia looked at Lu Zhen's face, as if he wanted to determine if her condition had improved from her expression. However, the man was staring straight at Lu Zhen, making her feel very unnatural. She turned her head away to avoid Song Jia's gaze. "I'm fine. Thank you."