Upon returning to the room, Zhuang Shuqing was already awake, sitting on the bed and rubbing her eyes. When she saw Lu Jinyang entering, her pupils sharply constricted and her face slightly changed.
Lu Jinyang noticed these subtle details. His dark eyes slightly fallen, he slowly walked to the bedside and poured her a glass of water, "Li Yan said you should drink some water after waking up."
"No..." Zhuang Shuqing was about to say no need, but as soon as she spoke she realized her throat was too dry to speak properly.
She pursed her lips and took the glass from his hand to her mouth.
The man's voice came again, "Drink slowly at first, moisten your throat before taking bigger sips."
She did as instructed, and the glass was empty in no time.
"Thank you." She handed him back the glass and leaned against the headboard rubbing her forehead.
"You have a fever. You still have a mild fever, how do you feel now?"
