Sponge Bath
Editor: Atlas Studios
As she reached out her hands and touched Zhai Sheng's face, she discovered that Zhai Sheng's face felt very hot. It was not just the face. His hands, especially the wound and its surrounding areas, also felt extremely hot.
Qiao Nan took in a breath of cold air and quickly drew open the curtains slightly. She looked beside Zhai Sheng's bed and saw a cup of water and a pill. Obviously, these were meant for Zhai Sheng's consumption but had not been done so as Zhai Sheng had been unconscious and sleeping.
The thing that Qiao Nan felt most heart-wrenching about was that Zhai Sheng was perspiring so much that his hair was drenched. Strands of his shiny and straight hair were visibly obvious. There was a layer of sweat on his tanned skin, reflecting a different sheen of light. His brows, which were as sharp as a sword, were knitted gently. The once good-looking thin lips had a layer of white skin on it. There were also lines of crack on it.