Pei Yan's Letter
As the thought came to his mind, Pei Yan tried to sit up again. However, this time, Orange had prevented him from making a move. The cat put his paw on his shoulder, preventing him from sitting up.
Pei Yan looked at the cat speechlessly.
"Uncle Chen, how is he?" Yu Feng asked.
"He had just woken up," Chen Lu Nan said. "His fever is gone. However, his body is still a little weak due to blood loss. Fortunately, the dangerous phase has passed. But it will take him a while before he can recover and stand up again."
Yu Feng heaved a breath of relief. Then, she walked over to Pei Yan and looked at the injury on his chest. "Mister, how are you?"
A frown appeared on her face when Yu Feng noticed that Pei Yan wanted to speak, but there was no word came out. Yu Feng shifted her eyes to read the man's lips.
To her surprise, the man was speaking her name. It seemed that after two years, the man could still remember her.
"You remember me."